The Holy City of Moment is the closest city to the Zhao family. After the Zhao family was born, they developed the holy city into their own territory. In the past few years, the Zhao family has vigorously developed various industries, and now it has spread all over the major cities in the central region, and is still expanding to other parts of Xiling at a lightning speed.
The Holy City of Moment has now evolved into the helm of the Zhao family's control of external industries, entering an unprecedented period of prosperity. In the core area of the city, countless magnificent palaces have been erected. The general person in charge of the Zhao family's external industries lives here and controls the world's industries.
As one of the most powerful contenders for the successor of the Zhao family, Zhao Mingyue has been vigorously cultivated by the Zhao family, and is now dispatched to the Holy City to become the general manager of the external industry. Wei Wei is preparing for the future to take over as the head of the Zhao family.
Although Zhao Mingyue is young, he has read Jing Lun since he was a child and has high literacy. Since taking over the position of general manager, he has been doing things in a proper manner, not rashly, so that the Zhao family's industry has grown in an orderly manner.
Before the sun rose in the morning, Zhao Mingyue came to her own office area and started her day's work. When the rest of the people were on duty, she had already processed the documents to be processed, and then began to think about the Zhao Family Industrial Development Institute. Some problems encountered, and upcoming problems.
The way of doing things is very old-fashioned.
Suddenly, Zhao Mingyue felt something, raised her head to look at the closed door, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"
No one answered, but the door was opened, and a young man in black walked in. When seeing this person, Zhao Mingyue's face was filled with a hint of surprise.
"Miss Mingyue, we meet again!" The young man said lightly. With a worried look on his face, he gently closed the door with his backhand.
"Cousin!" Zhao Mingyue opened her mouth and finally shouted out two words.
It was Han Yu who came.
Seeing Han Yu again, Zhao Mingyue's mood was very complicated.
She, who has almost been designated as the heir to the patriarch, has come to the opposite of Han Yu. But with family affection and reason, she didn't want to be the enemy of Han Yu.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Mingyue hurriedly stood up and released her mental power, only slightly relieved that she didn't find anyone around. But after doing this, he felt that his behavior was a bit funny. Since Han Yu came here, he obviously wouldn't let others find out.
"Please sit down!"
Don't look at Zhao Mingyue's orderly handling of the Zhao family's affairs, and she is as stable as a mountain when it comes to big things, but at this time she is a little overwhelmed.
There was even some fear in his heart. Han Yu would not have heard the news that she was about to become a saint of the Zhao family, so he would kill her
After all, with the grievances between Han Yu and the Zhao family, such a thing would really happen.
"I want to see your father!" Han Yu said, without sitting down.
Zhao Mingyue's hanging heart slowly let go, feeling a little annoyed at herself, how could she doubt Han Yu. Ask: "When and where do you want to meet him?"
Han Yu said: "The sooner the better, it's in the Holy City. Don't let anyone know about this."
Zhao Mingyue nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
Han Yu said: "When he comes here, I will come to him."
After Han Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Cousin!" Zhao Mingyue called out. Han Yu looked back at her, smiled slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Mingyue bit her lower lip and seemed to be fighting against her heart.
Han Yu looked at her quietly, without urging.
After a while, Zhao Mingyue said, "Did you know something?"
Han Yu looked straight at Zhao Mingyue without saying a word.
Zhao Mingyue said, "My aunt's affairs."
Han Yu still didn't speak.
Zhao Mingyue finally summoned up the courage and said, "Cousin, if you have a chance, take your aunt away!"
There was a bit of sadness between the eyebrows, and the eyes were a little red.
Han Yu nodded heavily, turned his head and left.
After Han Yu left, Zhao Mingyue immediately wrote a letter and gave it to the most trusted person to send it back to Zhao's house to Zhao Yuchuan. Seven days later, Zhao Yuchuan came and Han Yu met him.
"Xiaoyu, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhao Yuchuan asked. He was always ashamed of Han Yu.
Han Yu took out a wrench and handed it to Zhao Yuchuan.
"Father's wrench?" Zhao Yuchuan exclaimed, and took the wrench with trembling hands. After carefully examining the wrench, he was sure that it was Zhao Wending's wrench. He looked at Han Yu in surprise and joy and said, "Xiaoyu, you meet me. To your grandfather? Where is he now?"
Han Yu said lightly: "He is fine now. I want you to give this wrench to Zhao Chen, the elder of the Zhao family's Sutra Collection Pavilion. I want to see him."
Zhao Yuchuan nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, no problem. Xiaoyu, are you here to save Yubing this time?"
Han Yu thought for a while, and finally nodded.
Zhao Yuchuan took a deep breath, held the wrench tightly in his hand, and said, "Xiaoyu, uncle will definitely help you with all his strength."
After the two separated, Zhao Yuchuan hurried back to Zhao's house. Han Yu continued to wait in the Holy City. Zhao Chen played a crucial role in whether he could rescue Zhao Yubing, and Han Yu's mood also began to feel uneasy.
On the same day, news came from Baihu that the half-sages of the Baihu clan had already set off with the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Baihu clan, and they were expected to arrive at the Holy City of Juju within two months, which gave Han Yu even more confidence.
There is also news that Feng Kuang spent more than a month in the White Tiger Clan, and Bai Hu refused to let him meet with Narcissus, Ma Su, and Shui Linger, and finally had no choice but to leave the White Tiger Clan.
Ten days later, Zhao Chen came to Ju Holy City, and Han Yu met him smoothly.
Zhao Chen is an unremarkable old man. Walking in the crowd, it is easy to be ignored, but his cultivation base is very high, which is already the realm of the peak of Martial Emperor.
After the two met, Zhao Chen's first thing was to return the wrench to Han Yu, and asked excitedly, "Little friend Han Yu, where is the old patriarch now?"
"My grandfather is fine now, senior don't need to worry." Han Yu replied politely. Although Zhao Wending said that Zhao Chen could be trusted, Han Yu still kept an eye on it. After all, Zhao Wending hadn't shown up for more than 30 years, and these 30 years were enough to make a difference.
"Well, since it's the old patriarch's order, Zhao Chen will never give up. Xiaoyou Han, tell me, if there is anything that needs to be done by the old man." Zhao Chen said. Even if Zhao Wending is not here now, he seems respectful enough.
"I want to ask senior to save my mother Zhao Yubing out." Han Yu said, staring straight at Zhao Chen's eyes.
"This..." Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "The old patriarch's order, even if it is to go up the mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I will not refuse, but, with my ability, I can't take Yu Bing out of the Zhao family at all. Instead, it will be self-defeating."