Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

Upon seeing Ling Yue again, Fatty Wang was still very enthusiastic.

When he noticed that Ling Yue had changed into a simple but obviously expensive tracksuit, he even pulled off his sunglasses.

He exaggeratedly exclaimed in particular, "Wow! Sister Yue has struck it rich! This is incredible! Looks like Fatty won't be able to treat everyone today!"

Ling Yue, who had just returned from making a fortune from Boss Xie, didn't think much of it at first, but for some reason, she couldn't help but laugh at Fatty Wang's exaggerated performance.

In my heart, I felt as if I had indeed enjoyed the feeling of suddenly becoming rich.

Ling Yue, who had never cared about money before, finally belatedly developed a concept of money after experiencing the feeling of being so poor that he couldn't even replenish his hidden weapons.

Having met people like Old Master Duan and Boss Xie, Ling Yue found Fatty Wang particularly pleasing to the eye.

Although Fatty Wang is a bit cunning and has a street-smart air about him, he is still considerate and thoughtful in his work and provides plenty of emotional value.

Therefore, Ling Yue was happy to take on this role. She slightly raised her chin and, adopting the air of a wealthy young lady, said, "Mr. Wang has good taste. Just for this reason, I have to treat you to this meal."

The two immediately went to Hongbinlou Restaurant.

Perhaps it's because Ling Yue has been with both Zhang Rishan and Xie Yuchen, and there are also Wu Xie and Hei Xiazi who came before him.

Trusting them, Fatty Wang truly considered Ling Yue one of his own this time, unlike last time.

During the meal, they started boasting without any restraint. They not only bragged about the heroic deeds of their trio when they dominated the underworld, but also casually mentioned the Zhang and Wang families, as well as the grudges and grievances between the Nine Gates over the years.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, Ling Yue had learned about the nearly century-long feud between Zhang, Wang, and the Nine Gates, as well as some unspeakable gossip.

This shows that Fatty Wang is indeed a good candidate for intelligence work.

He knew about family feuds and personal grudges.

He could even casually chat about Wu Xie's family's newly hatched puppies.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Fatty Wang briefly explained what they were going to do next: "The head of the Nine Gates, Xie, has run into trouble. His childhood sweetheart has rushed back from abroad for the funeral. We need to go and make a scene for him! You'll go with Fatty to pick him up in a bit."

Wu Xie's arrangement for Ling Yue was actually to ensure that she could move freely once Xie Yuchen's fake death plan was successfully completed.

Once the main force of the Nine Gates enters Gutongjing and the internal purge begins, she can follow Zhang Rishan, who is the only one who knows when the wind that resonates in Gutongjing will arrive, to explore the secrets hidden in Gutongjing for thousands of years.

However, when he had nothing to do, Ling Yue didn't mind following Fatty Wang to get to know key members of the Nine Gates like Huo Xiuxiu.

Before setting off, Ling Yue met another person who was going to pick up someone together.

A Tibetan man in a blue robe, Dan.

The moment Ling Yue and Dan met, their eyes met, and the atmosphere became somewhat subtle.

Dan gave Ling Yue a strange feeling.

Everyone has a subconscious habit of observing strangers they meet for the first time.

People like Ling Yue, who treat strangers as enemies when they are out and about, will pay attention to the other person's figure, arms, hands, legs, neck and other parts that are most likely to show signs of martial arts training when they first meet them.

Ru Wuxie, perhaps because he has long been able to discern whether the people around him harbor ill intentions, will subconsciously focus on the eyes of strangers when observing them.

There are also ordinary people like Liang Wan who are obsessed with a person's appearance and judge a person by their face first.

The Tibetan man named Dan glanced at Ling Yue for the first time, then focused on her hands.

Many people don't know that half of Ling Yue's kung fu skills actually come from her hands.

Her fingers were slender and long, her skin as white as jade, yet she could still intertwine and pierce through bones and neck in a passionate embrace.

Taking lives is as graceful and delicate as parting flowers and brushing willows, piercing through clouds and mist, with murderous intent hidden beneath its elegant and gentle appearance.

Such hands are naturally flawless.

Zangren Dan lingered on her hand for a few seconds, then subconsciously looked down at his own hand.

Then, as if realizing something, she looked up and smiled at Ling Yue, very gently and kindly putting her hands together and bowing slightly to greet him.

All his movements were instantaneous and inconspicuous.

However, Ling Yue keenly noticed that he seemed to have a particular fondness for searching for a part of the other person that he liked or was satisfied with during their first meeting.

The scrutinizing gaze seemed to carry the chilling edge of a blade.

This doesn't mean he had any ill will towards Ling Yue, whom he had just met; it was simply a habitual action that he might not even have realized himself.

However, it is precisely this point that makes it all the more chilling.

Ling Yue remained expressionless, politely nodding in return for the courtesy.

Fatty Wang didn't notice their brief contact; instead, he was yelling on the phone, "Yeah, keep walking, hey, look up! You'll see a super big—handsome guy!"

The person he was talking to had already walked up to the three of them.

The other person had slightly wavy, medium-length hair draped over their shoulders, and a joyful smile on their delicate face. They didn't hang up the phone.

Instead, he continued Wang Pangzi's self-aggrandizing act: "I think I've already seen this super big—handsome guy."

Fatty Wang beamed, "Wow~ Is this Huo Xiuxiu? She's so beautiful!"

Ling Yue, who had witnessed everything, nodded secretly.

Indeed, the highest form of social etiquette here is mutual complimenting.

Zangren Dan couldn't help but glance at Ling Yue's hands again, wondering to himself how this girl took care of her hands.

However, he only felt a sense of beauty, not the power he sought. Therefore, Dan only felt fondness and appreciation, and had not yet thought of transplanting those hands onto his own body through "ancestral wisdom."

Having completed their social etiquette, Fatty Wang and Huo Xiuxiu exchanged a smile. Then, Huo Xiuxiu looked around and asked, "Where's Xie Yuchen? Didn't he say he was going to pick me up? Why isn't he here?"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's smile gradually faded.

If it weren't for Wang Pangzi's joking tone when he said that Xie Yuchen had died and his childhood sweetheart was coming back for the funeral, Ling Yue would almost have believed that he was genuinely sad.

Whether others believed it or not, Huo Xiuxiu seemed to believe it somewhat; the expectant smile on her face turned into unease. "What's wrong? Where is he?"

With a heavy heart, Fatty Wang briefly recounted the story of Xie Yuchen.

However, Xie Yuchen's death was described as his fate being uncertain, which at least gave Huo Xiuxiu a glimmer of hope.

Huo Xiuxiu's almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears. She raised her hand and tugged at the personal USB drive hanging around her neck, murmuring, "No wonder, no wonder he suddenly sent me this, so that's why he..."

Fatty Wang offered a weak consolation: "Xiuxiu, the most important thing right now is for us to find a way to help your brother Xiaohua save Baosheng! These past few days, as soon as the news of Xiaohua's death came out, all the betting operations in the Xie family were in chaos. Several families are planning to divide up Baosheng at tomorrow's funeral. If you don't think of a solution quickly, I'm afraid that if Xiaohua comes back later, Baosheng will be gone!"

Huo Xiuxiu wiped away her tears, her eyes resolute, and said, "Yes, Fatty, you're right. With me here, Little Flower Brother's treasure will absolutely not fall into the hands of those people!"

After a night's rest, Huo Xiuxiu felt much better the next day.

The group of four rushed from the hotel to the Xie family's old residence, arriving just as Elder He, a senior member of the Nine Gates, officially announced the division of the Xie family's Baosheng business among the others.

Stepping over the high threshold, Huo Xiuxiu immediately adopted a stern and imposing demeanor, with the fat man accompanying her. Ling Yue and Dan acted as bodyguards, following behind the two of them.

Many people were standing in the courtyard. In front of them was Xie Yuchen's memorial tablet and incense burner, with wreaths on the left and right, and white banners with eulogies.

The funeral, though without a protagonist, was conducted in a very proper manner.

Just as he was inwardly complaining, Ling Yue's gaze swept over an inconspicuous waiter on the sidelines, and he suddenly paused in surprise.

After meeting the other person's gaze, Ling Yue pursed his lips and looked away.

If they didn't move it, Ling Yue was afraid he wouldn't be able to help but show a strange expression.

Because that guy was none other than Xie Yuchen, who had just separated from her a few days ago, and was also the protagonist of this funeral.

It seems her inner monologue wasn't quite accurate enough.

The funeral wasn't without a protagonist; rather, the protagonist's pose was wrong.