Heiress Driver

In the lake, Wu Yin's eyes were spitting fire. She was truly furious. Given her status, she rarely suffered losses; it was already good enough that she had not gone looking for trouble with Wang Xuan. Yet today, he had actually taken the initiative to make a move—no, to use his foot. It was simply unbearable. Her lungs were about to explode with rage.

Moreover, her buttocks still ached faintly. That kick had not been light at all; she had nearly cried out at the time.

She already had a fiery temper, and now her chest heaved violently. She wished she could rush ashore at once and settle the score with that person.

But she did not dare move. Her long dress was completely soaked and clung to her body. With curves as stunning as hers, she truly did not dare go ashore, or she would definitely become the center of attention.

She used her long hair to cover her face, worried someone might photograph her. But the water was truly cold. It was late autumn, after all, and chilled and enraged, she ground her teeth.

On the other side, the actress was far less composed. After falling into the lake, she screamed. Such an experience was simply a nightmare for her, and she immediately swallowed two mouthfuls of water.

Fortunately, the black-clad people who had fallen into the lake were devoted to their duties. There were also several female bodyguards among them, and they swam over to support her, preventing her from sinking to the bottom. However, all the makeup on her face had run.

When Wu Yin's assistant saw this, she did not dare act rashly, afraid she too would be kicked into the water. Standing on the shore, she hurriedly called for help.

One black-clad bodyguard tried to climb ashore, but the onlookers egged one another on and kicked him back into the water. Seeing this, the other black-clad bodyguards did not dare come up either.

"Everyone, make some room. Saving people comes first. Falling into the water can easily make you catch a chill," Wang Xuan shouted. He did not want matters to blow up either. It was better to let them come ashore first.

One after another, the black-clad people came ashore. They were clearly much more restrained now, not daring to shove anyone around again as they pulled their companions up from the shore.

"Da Wu, I'll pull you up!" Wang Xuan called to Wu Yin. In the spirit of treating others kindly and believing it was better to resolve enmity than deepen it, he proactively held out his hand, intending to rescue Wu Yin. He was also considerate enough not to call her by her real name. After all, she came from one of New Star's super-clans, and her identity was somewhat sensitive.

Wu Yin did not move. Upon hearing that "Da," her beautiful eyes spewed even more fire. She did not feel the slightest warmth of being rescued or cared for. On the contrary, she felt that person was definitely taking deliberate revenge for her excessive words and actions last time.

Seeing no response from her, Wang Xuan noticed she had lowered her head and covered her pretty face with her hair like an ostrich. He was too lazy to bother with her any longer. After all, they had only met a few times.

When Wu Yin noticed his gaze sweep over her, she felt he was doing it on purpose. He wanted to pull her out of the water so he could see her in her bedraggled state, her soaked dress plastered to her body.

"Leilei!" A woman around thirty ran over quickly, tears on her face and a sob in her voice, heading toward the little girl beside Wang Xuan.

"Mom!" the little girl called out happily.

There had been too many people just now, and with the black-clad people shoving everyone around, mother and daughter had been separated in the crowd.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan immediately sent the little girl over. The woman thanked him through tears and hurriedly picked up her child.

Just then, a man in his fifties walked over with several people beside him. Wang Xuan immediately became alert; the people around that man were all far from ordinary.

"Xiao Yin, what happened to you?"

"Uncle, someone pushed me into the water," Wu Yin told him, looking toward Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan sighed. Old Chen was moving a little slowly—why had he not arrived yet? He had not left earlier, and naturally would not leave now. He calmly stepped forward himself.

As a warmhearted member of the public, he took the initiative to tell the middle-aged man that the actress's entourage had been too extravagant, blocking the road here, and that her bodyguards had nearly shoved passersby into the lake.

"This is truly outrageous!" Wang Xuan shook his head. "They were clearly the ones at fault, yet that actress was just whispering that she knew the victim in the lake. It's simply..."

The middle-aged man in his fifties was named Wu Chenglin. He was indeed Wu Yin's biological uncle, and he was naturally quite shrewd. The moment he heard this, he immediately knew that the young man's enthusiasm had been watered down.

"They wouldn't really know each other, would they?" Wang Xuan pointed at Wu Yin, the "victim" in the water, then pointed toward the actress not far away.

"They don't know each other!" Wu Chenglin immediately shook his head. He quickly took off his coat and handed it to Wu Yin, who had reached the lakeshore, then personally pulled her up.

Naturally, he had to deny it. This was how they did things: they did not want to be excessively high-profile. They generally remained offstage or behind the scenes, unwilling to expose themselves and become scenery in other people's eyes.

What was more, if today's material made it onto the news pages, it would definitely be very negative.

Not far away, the actress and her assistant were both unwilling to let it go and wanted to say something. Wu Chenglin merely took a look in their direction, then said to the surrounding crowd, "There's nothing to see. Everyone, disperse."

The actress's group was the first to leave. Without saying anything, they departed quietly. They did not make a big issue of it, much less come looking for trouble with Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan turned and left as well. Yet before he had gone a hundred meters, he saw a car speeding over like wind and lightning before stopping by the roadside. Old Chen had arrived at the scene.

"Old Chen, I'm heading back first. That's roughly what happened..." Wang Xuan spoke with him over the phone without going over himself. After briefly explaining the situation, he prepared to leave.

"What a coincidence—it's Old Wu, our partner for this operation. Little Wang, do you want to come over? Get familiar with him first; you'll have plenty of dealings in the future." As Old Chen spoke with Wang Xuan on the phone, he looked toward the lakeshore in surprise.

Wang Xuan sensed something was not right. Hadn't the Exploration Organization intercepted the Ling Family, Zhou Family, and Wu Family at Qingcheng Mountain last time? Why were they cooperating now?

Still, he could understand. When interests aligned, even bitter enemies could walk together, let alone two sides that probably already had a foundation for cooperation. That interception last time had also been Old Chen secretly instructing Qing Mu to make a move. The other side might not even know.

"Old Chen, I'm not going. I forgot to tell you—I just kicked Old Wu's niece into the lake. Deal with it yourself. But you'd better not sell me out. Otherwise, don't even think about that great opportunity of Ascension to Immortality for the rest of your life. Even if it rots in my belly, I won't tell you!"

The moment Old Chen heard this, he sucked in a breath through his teeth. As a renowned grandmaster in the field of Old Arts, someone whom people from New Star came to visit, he actually had to personally step in to resolve such a rotten matter. He could not afford to lose that kind of face.

In the end, he walked over and called Wu Chenglin away. The two went to drink tea, leaving others to handle matters by the lake.

The next day, that is to say Monday, Wang Xuan went to work as usual. He felt this kind of life was about to end, so he had come to take a look. It was also a silent farewell to colleagues he had spent only a very short time with.

Not long after, Old Chen arrived too, looking radiant. Compared with last time, when he had yawned nonstop with huge eye bags and looked as though he had not woken up, he was completely different. Old Chen was now brimming with energy.

"Old Chen, haven't seen you in days. You look great. By the way, how's your I Ching research going?" a colleague greeted him.

"That lousy book—I quit it!" Old Chen replied decisively. Then he directly called Wang Xuan out, intending to have a proper talk.

"We're at work," Wang Xuan said after coming out.

"I'll give you a long vacation. Rest well for a while lately. This is a small matter." Old Chen was very enthusiastic, fully exercising his authority and telling him to take some time off.

"If that's the case, then simply give me a change of environment. I want to go to New Star." Wang Xuan spoke. Rather than drag things out, it was better to be decisive and do it sooner. He had already made up his mind.

Old Chen turned back to look at Wang Xuan, not expecting him to take the initiative to ask to go to New Star.

He rubbed his hands together and said, "No problem. But over there, among the tycoon heiresses and the widow clans, the competition is fierce."

Wang Xuan shot him a sidelong look. "Old Chen, have you read too many novels from the old era? This is how you should arrange it: after I get to New Star, you should have a tycoon heiress serve as my bodyguard and some peerless widow serve as my driver. That would be more like it."

Old Chen sighed. "Young people these days are too impetuous. They do not understand enduring hardship and starting from the beginning. You want to arrive and immediately have a fierce dragon cross the river. Your demands are a bit high."

Seeing his solemn expression, as though he truly could arrange it, Wang Xuan put on an equally profound air. "A person like me can unravel the truth of ascension. If you don't arrange a few top experts for me, can you really show your face? My demands aren't high."

"That makes some sense." Old Chen actually nodded. "After you go to New Star, I'll make arrangements for you."

Wang Xuan was too lazy to respond. He felt that for the sake of the Ascension Immortal Method, Old Chen had truly thrown away every last shred of integrity, solemnly spouting nonsense with his eyes wide open.

After thinking for a moment, Old Chen said, "What do you think of that girl you kicked in the butt and sent into the lake? Let her be your driver."

Wang Xuan ignored him. He did not want to listen to his nonsense.

"Little Wang, you do look down on me, Old Chen, and our organization a little." Old Chen looked at him. "In the past, it would indeed have been somewhat difficult. But this time, Old Wu and his people came to us begging. What's wrong with having that kicked girl be your driver? She can help conceal your identity. If we cooperate, you count as a crucial link. Why would they be unwilling? They'll definitely cooperate."

Wang Xuan abruptly turned around and looked at Old Chen. So that old man had been urging him to go to New Star some time ago because there had already been some cooperation plan? He had sold him out in advance?!

"Old Chen, are you planning to dig for Earth Immortal Grass? I'm not participating in this operation!" Wang Xuan flatly refused. So many organizations and powerful tycoon clans on New Star had yet to harvest Earth Immortal Grass. One could imagine how difficult it was. He would not become cannon fodder.

Old Chen laughed dumbly. "Where did your thoughts run off to? The Earth Immortal Grass plan comes later; it isn't our turn yet. This operation isn't dangerous. You should trust Old Chen's guarantee of character."

Wang Xuan looked at him. If he truly believed this old colleague, then ghosts would have to be real!

Old Chen said, "Think about it. The Wu Family's young lady is participating too, serving as your driver—well, the driver of a small spacecraft. Her skills are no problem. If she is throwing herself into it too, what danger could there be?"

Wang Xuan looked at him, always feeling that he had too many schemes to be trustworthy. Now he even seemed a little improper for his age.

"Old Chen, let's talk business. Of course, let's make this clear first: don't think about selling me to the Wu Family. Otherwise, even if I teach you the Ascension Immortal Method, something will happen to you later."

Old Chen naturally wanted to immediately hear the secret of the Ascension Immortal Method, but he still added, "Little Wang, don't think what I'm saying is unreliable. This time, they really did come to ask us. As someone with considerable influence in the field of Old Arts, I am still worth their solemn invitation. Now they have further realized that some problems must be solved by people who practice Old Arts."

"Old Chen, seeing how confident you are, just how far have you cultivated your Old Arts?" Wang Xuan was genuinely curious.

Old Chen smiled faintly, extremely self-assured. "Put it this way: Sun Chengkun, the one you fought for survival against at Great Black Mountain—back when he had not been severely injured and was at the peak of his strength, although he was about my age, every time he saw me, he respectfully called me Teacher Chen."

Doubt! Wang Xuan looked at him with deep suspicion. Was this true or false? Was Old Chen really that monstrous?

By then, they had reached the abandoned machinery factory behind the design institute. Old Chen often came here to fish in the pond.

"See that? Those abandoned steel machines, those huge gears, crushers, and the like—I often slapped them barehanded when I was young. I trained around there all the time." Old Chen pointed at the rusted machinery ahead, a vast black mass of it. Who knew how many tons it weighed.

As he spoke, he walked forward and patted a piece of scrap steel more than ten centimeters thick. "I haven't made a move in many years."

Then he urged Wang Xuan to tell him the secret of the Ascension Immortal Method.

Wang Xuan had not intended to fob him off. He had already planned to give Old Chen some benefit this time, so he directly demonstrated the fist technique taught by the Old Monk.

As he practiced, he explained the first stance. However, he could not bring forth its true fist intent, because the five viscera and more had to vibrate and exert force alongside it. The difficulty was truly too high for a beginner. At his current stage, he could only describe it in words.

Old Chen was an expert and cried out in admiration. "Impressive! It looks like the Great Vajra Fist, but it definitely isn't. Even for me, it would be difficult to practice. It's worth the challenge."

Wang Xuan taught him only one stance and told him he could go back. Tomorrow, he would complete the remaining stances.

"Fine, no rush. I'll come find you tomorrow." Old Chen nodded and hurried off, somewhat unable to wait to start practicing.

Wang Xuan was speechless. What he meant was that tonight, the Old Monk with bleeding eyes would go find Old Chen, and the two would happily spend the night together. Old Chen should learn everything.

After Old Chen left, Wang Xuan also patted that steel plate more than ten centimeters thick. His expression immediately changed. Where Old Chen had patted just now, steel slag fell away, and the entire plate had turned into tiny fragments.

He was truly shocked and sucked in a cold breath. Old Chen was actually this monstrous?

Wang Xuan recalled that his old colleague did not seem to have used much force just now. He had merely patted it lightly. Such strength was both shocking and terrifying.

"Next time, I need to treat Old Chen better. Being targeted by such an extremely dangerous old colleague really gives me a headache!" Wang Xuan sighed.

That evening, after returning home, Wang Xuan began nagging the Old Monk, telling him he could sit by Old Chen's bedside for a while, because Old Chen often went to New Star and could help fulfill his wish.

Early the next morning, Old Chen came looking for Wang Xuan. His eyes resembled a rabbit's, bright scarlet and gleaming. He questioned Wang Xuan, "Little Wang, you're something else. You harmed me again. I just sent off one Female Daoist practitioner, and now you've sent me a Ghost Monk. What do you mean? I haven't even caught up on my sleep, and a new round has begun!"

Wang Xuan was surprised. "Didn't he teach you that fist technique?"

Old Chen said resentfully, "Teach what? He sat at the head of my bed and stared at me all night. Every time I was about to fall asleep, he would lean closer. Those dead-ash-colored eyes were utterly creepy. He was not even as good as the Celestial Maiden last time. At least she kept her distance, and her true appearance was peerlessly elegant. How was this thing like that? Pitch-black, giving off the smell of decay, not saying a word, staring down at me the entire night!"

Given how monstrously powerful Old Chen truly was, Wang Xuan decided to be more serious, lest Old Chen fail to grasp the method and fly into a rage. He carefully recounted his own experience from beginning to end.

The next day, Old Chen was even more haggard. He came to find Wang Xuan in grief and indignation. "Little Wang, you set me up!"

"How did I set you up? I told you everything in detail!" Wang Xuan truly felt wronged.

"Following your experience, I gave him one right at the head. As a result, he beat me alive in my spiritual domain for an entire night!" Old Chen was beside himself with grief and fury.

Thanks to Lost in Thought and Xian Duan Fusheng. Thank you both for the support, dear alliance leaders!