A few days later, Mu Ying also informed Yang Qi that some conflicts broke out between the Dark Council and the Holy See of Light, and it was said that even a powerful figure at the level of a titled duke had taken action.
Upon hearing the news, Yang Qi knew that, based on what he had told Duke Isi before, the top leaders of the Dark Council had already guessed that the Holy See of Light was looking for the Holy Grail.
Compared to other spiritual organizations, the Dark Council was obviously more worried about the Holy See getting the Holy Grail, so they naturally spared no effort to sabotage it from behind. Although the Dark Council was not as powerful as the Holy See, the difference was not particularly large. The Dark Council was sabotaging in secret, and even the Holy See had to deal with it with all its strength, and had no time to continue investigating the Holy Grail.
Myanmar, in a manor.
"Sir, you really have to leave. It's rare to have a clue now. With my strength, I'm afraid I don't have a 100% chance of finding the Holy Grail." Max's expression changed when he learned that Ximon was actually planning to return to Europe. Having seen Yang Qi's strength, he knew that a warrior at the Hua Jin level would have no power to resist in front of such a strong man.
"China has already notified the Dark Council. Although the people in the Dark Council know that China is trying to divert the blame, they still have to take action. Now we have had several conflicts with the Dark Council. If I continue to stay here, it will not be of much use and may even attract the attention of China." Xi Meng said lightly.
The Dark Council is naturally the last one who wants them to find the Holy Grail, but similarly, China certainly doesn't want to see them find the Holy Grail. After all, once the Vatican completely suppresses the Dark Council in Europe, I'm afraid the next one to go is China's cultivation world. That was the case with the Eastern Expedition back then, and China will never make the same mistake again.
"So if I leave, it will be more convenient for you to investigate. If I stay, the Chinese cultivation community may not give up, and it may even affect the plan to find the Holy Grail." Xi Meng said in a deep voice.
"I understand." Max didn't say anything more after hearing this. As a knight of the Holy See of Light, he was absolutely loyal to the Holy Emperor.
"But just in case, you'd better not show up in person in this matter. Make more use of Yan Luo's people. Yan Luo's strength is not inferior to mine. With him blocking in front, it will be convenient for you to investigate secretly." Xi Meng said.
Max nodded slightly. The reason why he chose the Yanluo organization was because of Yanluo's strength. Yanluo's strength had already entered the fetal breathing state. With this strength, ordinary forces are no match for the Yanluo organization.
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Yang Qi spent the next few days in cultivation. During these days, Shen Yuxuan's father suddenly came back. The two father and daughter had not seen each other for almost half a year. Shen Yuxuan would return home during these days and would not stay overnight at Yang Qi's place. Yang Qi would occasionally go over for a meal.
That night, after Yang Qi had dinner at Shen Yuxuan's house, he drove home.
"Eh~that's..." Yang Qi's eyes fell on the street and suddenly found a familiar figure.
Zhao Yixin.
Zhao Yixin seemed to be drunk at this time. Next to her was a young man in a suit, who was hugging Zhao Yixin and walking towards a car on the side of the road.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qi felt a little lost for some reason.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yang Qi was about to drive away when he suddenly noticed that Zhao Yixin, who was about to get in the car, seemed to be resisting and started to pull the young man in front of the car door.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qi got out of the car without any hesitation and walked quickly to the front of the car.
“No… don’t…” Zhao Yixin muttered, pushing the young man away with one hand and putting the other hand on the car door, as if she didn’t want to get in the car.
The young man pushed and squeezed Zhao Yixin, trying to get her into the car.
"I don't want to go with you." Yang Qi said in a deep voice.
"Who are you? This is a matter between us. You'd better not meddle in other people's business." The young man was about to get Zhao Yixin into the car when he was interrupted by Yang Qi. His face darkened and he said coldly.
"I'm her friend. Now I suspect that you are taking advantage of my friend's drunkenness to do something bad." Yang Qi snorted coldly and pulled Zhao Yixin over while speaking.
"It's... it's you... why are you... here..." Zhao Yixin raised her eyes to look at Yang Qi and laughed.
"Boy, you are looking for death." The young man was furious. He finally took the opportunity to get Zhao Yixin drunk and was about to win the heart of this hot beauty, but he didn't expect that someone would appear halfway.
Before he finished speaking, the young man punched Yang Qi in the face.
“Looking for death.” Yang Qi snorted coldly and kicked the young man. The young man felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He covered his stomach and curled up in front of the car door.
"Hmph~" Yang Qi snorted lightly and ignored the young man. He hugged the drunk Zhao Yixin back to the car, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night.
"If you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will make you pay the price." The young man looked at the disappearing car with a painful face, but he firmly memorized Yang Qi's license plate number in his mind.
He has never been bullied like this in his life, so how could he not take revenge!
"Why are you so drunk?" Looking at Zhao Yixin mumbling and talking nonsense in the back seat, Yang Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly. In his impression, Zhao Yixin was carefree, how could he be like this now!
Shaking his head, Yang Qi was about to send Zhao Yixin home, but then he remembered that although he had been to Zhao Yixin's neighborhood several times, he had never been to where Zhao Yixin rented a house, let alone which building and unit Zhao Yixin rented. Helplessly, Yang Qi could only drive Zhao Yixin home.
Zhao Yixin was still a little confused and didn't know what she was saying, so Yang Qi had to carry her to the third floor. The third floor was usually empty, but it was fully furnished. Zhao Yixin had lived on the third floor before.
Although he had seen Zhao Yixin's figure before, it was only when he held Zhao Yixin in his arms that Yang Qi discovered that Zhao Yixin's figure was even better than he thought.
"She's drunk." Looking at the person in his arms, Yang Qi suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
He put Zhao Yixin on the bed and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to prevent her from kicking off the quilt in her sleep and catching a cold. After doing all this, Yang Qi prepared to leave.
"Yang Qi..." At this moment, Zhao Yixin on the bed suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Yang Qi was stunned and turned around immediately, only to see Zhao Yixin lying on the bed with her eyes still closed, obviously talking nonsense.
Yang Qi smiled bitterly and turned on the night light beside the bed. Suddenly, a figure threw himself into his arms.
"Yang Qi, you bastard, you son of a bitch..." Zhao Yixin muttered.
Hearing what Zhao Yixin said, Yang Qi's mouth twitched fiercely. She was drunk and still scolding him. He remembered that he had not offended this lady.
“Asshole, do you know… I like you… I like you…” Zhao Yixin muttered when Yang Qi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Yang Qi's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Although he was aware of Zhao Yixin's feelings for him, he didn't expect that Zhao Yixin would confess to him in such a situation. (To be continued)