Going to the Funeral

If a Kill Bounty Order had truly been issued, then Lin Fan's situation was rather dangerous.

Those Bounty Hunters, assassin organizations, and mercenaries were all desperadoes who recognized money, not people.

A high commission meant wealth and cultivation resources.

At present, spirit crystals were exorbitantly expensive and rare, mostly controlled by those in high positions.

The risks involved in obtaining Beast Cores were often quite high.

Most Master-rank martial artists absorbed and circulated energy to draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, converting it into true force to sustain themselves.

As for the rest, it naturally came down to money—earning money to buy cultivation materials and resources.

That was enough to drive them to kill the target at all costs.

"Has the Kill Bounty Order already been issued?" Jiang Huaiyue's expression was somewhat solemn.

Shen Wuxiao shook his head. "I'm not sure about that, but it should be issued eventually. It just won't happen that quickly."

"Besides, how could the Dragon Kingdom allow just any stray cat or dog to enter as they pleased?"

Jiang Huaiyue also felt that he had a point.

Given the current situation, the Sea Brake Society had likely deliberately released the news in an attempt to force someone out, something like a final ultimatum.

Once it was issued, the city's Bounty Hunters would definitely make the first move. Whether they could find him was one matter; even if they did, their strength was nowhere near Lin Fan's.

As for those from overseas, getting in would hardly be so easy.

That put Jiang Huaiyue somewhat at ease.

Shen Wuxiao sighed. "Brother Lin Fan has truly had a rough road. He's only been here for such a short time, yet so much has happened already."

Shen Wuxiao's words pulled Jiang Huaiyue back to reality.

She said seriously, "Young Master Sikong, do you know whom Lin Fan wants to take revenge on?"

Jiang Huaiyue truly did not know that.

She only knew that Lin Fan's younger brother had been killed, and that he had returned to seek revenge.

But before he had even come here and met Lin Fan, he learned that Lin Fan had killed the wrong person and gone into hiding.

Shen Wuxiao appeared perfectly natural. "I know. He asked about a man named Shen Wuxiao several times. It should be him."

"As for why he killed the wrong person, it was actually my fault. I happened to mention that I'd seen Shen Wuxiao at Golden Bay, so he went there."

"Shen Wuxiao..." Jiang Huaiyue silently committed the name to memory!

Shen Wuxiao sneered in his heart. So what if I told you the name? He's standing right in front of you, and you still don't know it's me.

Jiang Huaiyue also did not know that Lin Fan had never mentioned avenging his brother at all. He had always used the excuse of being cuckolded.

"Young Master Sikong, is that Sea Brake Society holding a funeral?"

Shen Wuxiao pretended to be stunned. "Yes, Miss Jiang. You aren't thinking of going, are you?"

Jiang Huaiyue nodded. "I'm only going over to investigate. Besides, they don't know me. Can you take me there?"

Jiang Huaiyue felt that she had to do something.

"That does seem right..."

Shen Wuxiao hesitated for a moment. "Going isn't a problem. After all, plenty of people from every walk of life will be going there to mourn. Two more people won't make a difference!"

"But if we want to find out anything, we'll definitely need an identity and a reason. I may also run into acquaintances there."

"How about this? Today, you'll be my girlfriend, and I'll take you there under that pretext!"

Jiang Huaiyue froze for a moment.

After hesitating for several seconds, she still nodded. "Alright, I'll pretend to be your girlfriend."

Besides gathering information on the Sea Brake Society's movements, she also wanted to try her luck and see whether Shen Wuxiao would be there.

Since Lin Fan could mistake that place for Shen Wuxiao's residence and cause the misunderstanding of killing the wrong person—

That meant Shen Wuxiao truly had some connection to the Sea Brake Society.

There was no telling whether he would show up at the funeral.

"Alright, wait a moment. I'll have someone deliver two sets of clothes. Otherwise, what you're wearing is really too eye-catching."

Jiang Huaiyue looked at herself and found that it was indeed true.

Attending in a fitted combat outfit would draw the entire crowd's attention to her. How could she investigate then?

Shen Wuxiao also had someone deliver clothes.

Because the circumstances were unusual, he did not call in a makeup team or anything. He simply had clothes sent over.

About twenty minutes later, the clothes arrived.

Shen Wuxiao and Jiang Huaiyue went to change separately.

Shen Wuxiao already had plenty of clothes here, so he simply put on a formal suit.

But when Jiang Huaiyue walked out of the room, even Shen Wuxiao could not help being dazzled.

She wore a white dress, its chiffon gauze floating lightly around her waist and ankles, swaying gently.

Her low heels clicked against the floor, though she herself seemed a little awkward in them.

The outfit displayed her graceful figure to the fullest.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders. Not the slightest trace of makeup adorned her exquisite face; her brows were like distant mountains, her eyes like peach blossoms and plum petals, making it impossible to look away.

Even without a single piece of jewelry, she was dazzling beyond compare.

Dignified without losing her allure, poised without sacrificing elegance.

Shen Wuxiao clicked his tongue in praise. "Why does it feel like a fairy has descended into the mortal world?"

Hearing the compliment, Jiang Huaiyue's pretty face warmed slightly.

She turned her gaze toward Shen Wuxiao as well.

Her eyes could not help but light up.

Shen Wuxiao had incredibly well-proportioned figure, a natural clothes hanger who looked handsome in anything.

Especially that handsome face of his—it could effortlessly slay young girls!

It had to be said that he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, without equal.

But he was only handsome. She was not about to fall in love at first sight; Lin Fan had always been hidden in her heart.

"Since you're ready, let's go!" Shen Wuxiao smiled.

"Mm!"

The two left the villa, and Shen Wuxiao drove a relatively low-key black Maybach.

Shen Wuxiao was the driver, while Jiang Huaiyue sat in the passenger seat.

Along the way, they chatted on and off.

Though their conversations were fragmented, they helped them become more familiar with each other.

"Yue'er, when we get there, remember how to address me. Just call me darling."

"Stay by my side the entire time. Don't run around. That place is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and you're so beautiful. If someone sets their sights on you, trouble may arise!"

Shen Wuxiao spoke in all seriousness.

But Jiang Huaiyue's heart skipped a beat. He had just called her Yue'er.

Though she knew it was merely a name for their act, she still felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.

As for calling him darling, Jiang Huaiyue found it even harder to say.

She had never addressed anyone like that.

The most intimate form of address she had ever used was probably the occasional "bro Fan" when calling Lin Fan.

Still, she nodded in agreement.

As long as she stayed by his side and did not wander off, she would not have to deliberately call him that.

When they arrived at their destination, it was a large manor.

The place had long since been dressed in solemn black and white.

After parking, the two looked together at the manor before them.

Shen Wuxiao casually picked up a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

Then he crooked his arm, signaling Jiang Huaiyue.

Jiang Huaiyue hesitated briefly, but still extended her slender arm and looped it through Shen Wuxiao's.

At the manor entrance, people were handing out white towels.

Shen Wuxiao tore off one and casually draped it over his shoulder.

Inside the manor, there were many people, gathered in groups of three or five, all discussing something.

Even here, there were quite a few of Shen Wuxiao's people.

When Shen Wuxiao appeared at the scene with Jiang Huaiyue, they drew many gazes.

Naturally, most of those gazes were fixed on Jiang Huaiyue.

After all, a woman as beautiful as her was truly rarely seen.