allonlinenovel Chapter 192 New Identity
Chapter 192 New Identity
Chapter 192 A New Identity
The disciples have sown the seeds, which is equivalent to sowing two seeds. How much they achieve depends on their own abilities.
Zhuo Yang never intended to be a nanny, except for girls, of course. In his opinion, girls should be pampered, and a man who makes his girls go out to fight is the worst of the worst.
When he returned to the Dongfang family home in the afternoon, the old butler hurriedly came to greet him: "Mr. Zhuo, we have a guest here looking for you."
"Looking for me?" Zhuo Yang was slightly taken aback, then frowned and walked into the villa.
"Mr. Zhuo!"
Wu Changming, dressed in a neat casual outfit, quickly stood up and clasped his hands in a salute when he saw Zhuo Yang.
Zhuo Yang nodded and asked curiously, "Why are you here? Zhou Hanxiao didn't arrange something for you, did she?"
The Wu family and Zhuo Yang are allies, and the sales of Hanling Pills mainly rely on Wu Hongliang. After yesterday's battle, both Wu Hongliang and Dongfang Jiye felt they needed to launch a larger counterattack. Today, Dongfang Jiye left early to hold a meeting with Wu Hongliang to discuss the matter.
Wu Changming scratched his head and said honestly, "Mr. Zhuo guessed right. Manager Zhou called me last night and even had someone fly over overnight to give you this box."
As he spoke, he took out an antique wooden box from his backpack on the sofa.
"What is that?" Zhuo Yang squinted and glanced at Wu Changming.
"I didn't see it!" Wu Changming explained loudly, "The box is sealed with lacquer, and it has General Manager Longting's prohibition on it. No one can imitate it!"
General Manager of Longting?
Zhuo Yang frowned and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"
Wu Changming quickly leaned closer to Zhuo Yang and whispered, "Manager Zhou asked me to tell you personally that the Wang family is making a big move. Wang Shanlong is personally leading a team to the ancient tomb in the north!"
A cold glint flashed in Zhuo Yang's eyes, and he smiled faintly, "Thank you for your trouble. If there's nothing else, you can go back now. Please pass on a message to Manager Zhou: I'm waiting for him to come to Lingzhou for drinks, Immortal Wine!"
"!"
Wu Changming finished his task and felt relieved. Without leaving, he went to the kitchen.
The relationship between the Wu family and the Dongfang family is quite special. Wu Changming is as comfortable in the Dongfang family as he is in his own home.
As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he yelled, "Holy crap, Ke'er, you're actually in the kitchen? Who are you trying to poison?"
"Get out!"
A scream rang out, and Wu Changming covered his head and ran away. The Dongfang family didn't dare to stay any longer and fled in a flash.
Zhuo Yang's eyebrows twitched as he watched. Dongfang Ke'er's ability to scare away Wu Changming in the kitchen showed just how powerful she was!
This is terrible! I am in deep trouble!
"Old steward, I'm going into seclusion today, so I won't be having dinner!" Zhuo Yang disappeared from the living room before the old steward could respond.
"Young Miss, come to the kitchen!"
The old butler took a deep breath, walked unsteadily to the door, grabbed a maid, and ordered in a trembling voice, "Go quickly and tell Miss that Mr. Zhuo is in seclusion. Tell her not to bother with anything. The master is not home either!" He didn't dare to go into the kitchen.
The maid looked bitter and had no choice but to go into the kitchen to relay the old housekeeper's words to Dongfang Ke'er.
Dongfang Ke'er was wearing an apron, and her little face was covered in a smudge of black.
"Master is actually going into seclusion?" She looked concerned. "It's alright, I'll make Master a midnight snack tonight!"
The maid nearly fainted, and the old butler, who was hiding outside the door, slumped against the wall.
The young lady is cooking, I can't live like this anymore!
Upstairs in the guest room, Zhuo Yang's brow twitched constantly; he had a feeling something big was about to happen.
He rubbed his temples, suppressing the discomfort, broke the mental barrier on the wooden box, and then opened it.
"A human skin mask?" Zhuo Yang recognized at a glance that the top one in the box was a mask, and it was real human skin!
Zhuo Yang had no reservations. He frowned and placed the mask on the table beside him, then saw a letter in the box.
The cover has only three words: Zhi Zhuoyang.
"A letter from General Manager Longting, humph!" Zhuo Yang sneered, opened the envelope, and unfolded the letter.
The first letter contained a simple invitation for Zhuo Yang to secretly join the Dragon Court. He was not required to do anything except provide assistance whenever the Dragon Court needed him. In return, the Dragon Court would secretly provide Zhuo Yang with intelligence.
"They've actually started to cling to me without even asking for my permission!" Zhuo Yang curled his lip, his expression becoming increasingly disdainful.
However, Longting's sincerity was commendable, and Zhuo Yang happened to need intelligence. The rats trained by Xiao Diao and Xiao Hei were far from capable of gathering intelligence.
The contents of the second letter made Zhuo Yang's face darken: "The Wang family is actually going to the ancient tomb in the north, and Wang Shanlong is personally leading the team!"
This is intelligence, very important intelligence.
Zhuo Yang pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "I'm going to take a trip to the ancient tomb in the north."
Zhuo Yang glanced at the third sheet of paper and raised an eyebrow.
The above content is actually a brief introduction to a cultivator named Yang Lingfeng. He is a cultivator who returned from overseas cultivation, with a wealthy family, an arrogant personality, skilled in swordsmanship, a peak Heartbeat stage cultivation level, and an extremely ugly appearance...
"This mask must have been made using Yang Lingfeng's face!" Zhuo Yang picked up the mask and chuckled softly. "Longting wants me to use Yang Lingfeng's identity to participate in the exploration of the ancient tombs in the north!"
Changing identities is perfect. Wang Shanlong will lead the team to join the tomb raiding expedition, while Zhuo Yang will use Yang Lingfeng's identity to lower the enemy's guard and then seize the opportunity to take revenge!
At that time, apart from Long Ting, no one will know that Zhuo Yang did this.
Inside the wooden box were Yang Lingfeng's identification documents and a storage ring. From the storage ring, Zhuo Yang found an ancient-style longsword, which turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon in excellent condition.
Wang Shanlong, I've come to find you!
With a cold laugh, Zhuo Yang picked up the intercom in the room and called the old butler: "Starting today, I will be going into seclusion to cultivate. The location is the wine cellar of the Oriental Manor. It will take at least a month, and at most three months. No one is allowed to disturb me. Afterwards, lock the wine cellar, and Ke'er is not allowed to go in either!"
The old butler readily agreed, thinking to himself that now the young lady had no excuse to cook, and everything was fine!
When Dongfang Ke'er heard the news, she was sullen and threw all the prepared ingredients into the trash can.
The old housekeeper wore a pained expression, but inside he was overjoyed...
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That evening, on the plane to North Massachusetts, a guy with slanted eyes, sunken eye sockets, and cheeks that looked like he had been indulging in excessive sex, was shouting loudly in first class.
"Sir, what...do you need?" The flight attendant was once again shocked by his appearance, her lips trembling.
"I'm hungry. This is first class, you should at least provide some supper, right?" The extremely ugly man acted arrogantly.
The flight attendant was terrified by his appearance. She forced a "yes" and ran off as fast as she could, as if a dog was chasing her.
Zhuo Yang touched his chin, which was covered by the human skin mask, and muttered to himself, "Arrogance, huh? I should look like an arrogant and unrestrained young master, right?"
Still not enough, when the flight attendant returned with the tray, he leered and said, "Hey girl, can I have your contact information? I'm rich, how much do you charge per night?"
The flight attendant dropped the tray and left, immediately calling for the air marshals.
Damn it, doesn't he look at his own terrifying appearance? Does having money make him so great?