"Yes. It felt as though there was a voice in my mind, constantly telling me to find Zhao Su and trust him!"
When Ye Cheng had left the Ye Family with his young granddaughter, protecting her had not been his only reason.
He had also wanted to find Zhao Su.
To entrust his granddaughter, who carried that special blood, to Zhao Su.
Or rather, to the Third World.
Everything seemed like a program that had been set long ago.
Every step had to be followed to the letter to clear it, to survive.
"Boss, these people barely have any black gold. We've extracted the memories of that scar-faced leader, too. He's just a small fry who can't even get near the Ye Family."
Zhong Yue sat down beside Zhao Su and handed him a white orb.
It contained all of the scar-faced man's memories.
"Have Zhang Ping find that scar-faced man's boss. Whatever methods she has to use, she must secure the Black Gold Mine before the Ye Family does."
"Yes, understood."
Zhao Su raised his glass and drained the wine, then looked at Ye Cheng. "Let's go."
"Wait." Ye Cheng glanced around. Now that he was leaving, he found himself reluctant to part with this little tavern. "Little Six, I'm leaving. This tavern is yours now."
"Uncle Cheng, you're leaving?"
Hearing Ye Cheng call, a boy who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen came out from the back.
He looked at Ye Cheng, his eyes full of reluctance.
"You silly boy. Remember what I told you. When the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance starts recruiting, go sign up. Understand?"
"Yes. I'll remember."
"I'm off!"
Ye Cheng hesitated no longer. Taking nothing with him, he left the tavern with Zhao Su.
They first went to pick up his granddaughter, then