Being Followed

Xu Mu shook his head slightly. Feng Yue… she really had a keen eye for people.

“Young Master Xu, I’ve discovered that this pill is truly powerful. Over the years, my mind often felt foggy, but now I’ve been clear-headed for quite a while.”

Feng Yue’s voice came through.

Noticing that Xu Mu didn’t respond immediately, she continued, “Are you secretly watching me?”

“I really wasn’t watching.”

Xu Mu sat on the sofa, thinking, I’m right here in the open—why would I sneak a peek?

Perhaps because Xu Mu was waiting just outside, Feng Yue quickly rinsed up and then stepped out wrapped in a towel.

Xu Mu glanced at Feng Yue and nodded slightly. “Not bad. Your skin looks more radiant.”

Feng Yue walked gracefully over to Xu Mu. “Young Master Xu, what exactly do you see in me?”

She didn’t understand. Logically, Xu Mu, having obtained such a precious pill, would prioritize enhancing his own family.

Yet, he chose to improve her.

“Because I can tell you’re someone who remembers kindness and repays it.”

Xu Mu looked at Feng Yue and said.

“Remember kindness and repay it?”

Feng Yue blinked at Xu Mu playfully.

“I feel something’s off about you, but I have no proof.”

Xu Mu stared at Feng Yue, then took out a second pill and handed it to her.

“Young Master Xu, please forgive my stubbornness. If you don’t tell me why, I won’t take this pill.”

Feng Yue’s expression grew serious. “I’m just curious—what merit do I, Feng Yue, have to deserve this?”

Xu Mu looked at Feng Yue’s current expression, completely lacking her usual coquettish charm.

He took a deep breath and spoke the answer that had been on his mind. “Besides my wife, you’re the second woman to receive this from me.”

Feng Yue was stunned, her eyes full of disbelief.

[Affinity +20]

How could this be?

A man like Xu Mu—wouldn’t he be indulging in endless pleasures day and night?

“Young Master Xu, do you really think I’d believe such a joke?” Feng Yue covered her mouth and laughed.

“I don’t care if you believe it or not. That’s the reason.”

Xu Mu’s heart leaned toward conservatism.

If Feng Yue had been a loose woman, Xu Mu wouldn’t have these feelings at all.

But she, like Ye Tong, was straightforward and sharp.

Xu Mu had taken Feng Yue’s ‘first time,’ so she must hold a certain place in his heart.

“Ah! It dropped.”

Feng Yue suddenly looked down.

…

Xu Mu underwent a baptism, different from last time. Back then, Feng Yue still harbored barriers and resentment.

She wanted to end it quickly.

But this time was different. Feng Yue no longer disliked Xu Mu; their souls were in harmony.

The process of Xu Mu having Feng Yue take the Qi Gathering Pill to open her spiritual veins was painful.

Yet Feng Yue collapsed on the sofa, unable to move at all, utterly drained and numb.

She never expected that her hard-earned techniques would have no effect on Xu Mu.

Instead, she was completely overwhelmed by him.

“After becoming an ancient martial artist, remember to stabilize your realm and often release your full power when you can.”

Xu Mu put his hands in his pockets and left.

“That man…”

Black words appeared above Feng Yue’s head again.

[Affinity +20]

…

Xu Mu’s affairs for the day were mostly settled. As for Feng Jian’s matters, he wasn’t in a hurry.

Just as he stepped out of the community gate, Xu Mu noticed himself parked beside a car in the distance. Someone was crouched on the ground, reaching under the vehicle’s chassis.

Xu Mu immediately activated his senses. His perception was all-encompassing—he could clearly see the underside where the other person’s hand was.

It was then that he realized the man was attaching a tracker to his car’s undercarriage.

Xu Mu was surprised. Most people wouldn’t even think to install something there.

He didn’t move but stayed hidden, continuing to observe. He saw the middle-aged man get into a black Chery and drive off.

Xu Mu quickly scanned the interior of the car with his perception.

But to his disappointment, the man was alone inside. After installing the tracker, he simply drove away.

Xu Mu’s mind raced. Who could they be? What was their purpose?

Originally, he had planned to return home, but now that was impossible.

First, he needed to identify who was behind this.

Xu Mu got into his car and began to cruise around Yang City. He wanted to take a leisurely drive and see if anyone was following him.

If so, he could use his perception to check them out.

After circling the city for a while, Xu Mu waited at a traffic light in the downtown area.

Two people happened to walk out of a hotel, both wearing sunglasses.

The woman was voluptuous, with permed hair, probably in her forties.

She was Chen Cai, Feng Jian’s mother.

The other man with the crew cut was Dai Xiao from the Dai family.

“Dai Shao! Look at that car! It’s Xu Mu’s!” Chen Cai’s eyes locked onto a Cadillac Escalade in the distance, the license plate etched clearly in her memory.

Dai Xiao smirked. “That brat still dares to show up in Yang City? Last time I had Feng Jian send someone after him, but Feng Jian just rounded up a bunch of losers.”

“My son doesn’t even know who he takes after—he’s got a screw loose!” Chen Cai scolded, frustrated.

“Definitely not from me,” Dai Xiao quipped with a crooked smile directed at Chen Cai.

“Enough jokes at a time like this. He has our video. I don’t want to see our reputation ruined,” Chen Cai said sharply.

Dai Xiao smiled and walked over to a nearby Range Rover.

Chen Cai quickly followed and slid into the passenger seat.

“I’ll send my men to take care of Xu Mu right away. Tell me, how do you plan to reward me?” Dai Xiao pulled out his phone, grinning as he looked at Chen Cai.

“Dai Shao, just say the word and I’ll do whatever you want,” Chen Cai placed her hand on Dai Xiao’s thigh, her tone softening.

But Dai Xiao pushed her hand away. “It’s boring here. I’d rather go to your place, especially while Feng Kang is home.”

“You’re terrible!” Chen Cai playfully scolded.

Inside, she looked down on him even more, but she knew they were only using each other.

If the chance ever came, she’d kick Dai Xiao out immediately.

For now, though, she needed him, so she’d cooperate unconditionally.

“This time, I’ll have my bodyguard handle him,” Dai Xiao said, glancing at Chen Cai.

Chen Cai’s heart leapt. She knew Dai Xiao’s bodyguard was a formidable ancient martial artist.

…

Xu Mu continued driving around Yang City for over an hour before finally spotting a suspicious vehicle tailing him.

“Finally arrived. If you hadn’t shown up, I was about to head home.”

Xu Mu murmured softly, then immediately started the car and drove toward a large river on the outskirts of Yang City.

After getting out of the car, he gazed at the willow trees lining both sides of the riverbank, swaying gently in the breeze.

He walked over to the river’s edge and noticed that aside from a few fishermen scattered in the distance, almost no one else was around.

Just then, a man approached from afar. His hair was messy, looking like it hadn’t been washed for at least half a month.

He appeared to be in his thirties, with decent looks, but was disheveled and looked as if he had just woken up.

His face was covered in stubble, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and he carried a full set of fishing gear.

Seeing all that equipment, it was obvious at a glance he was a seasoned angler.

“Hey, are you going to fish here?” the man asked Xu Mu.

“No, I’m just here to check things out today,” Xu Mu replied with a slight shake of his head.

“Good to hear,” the man said, setting down his fishing chair and getting busy nearby.

Suddenly, Xu Mu sensed two cars approaching, one after the other, coming from opposite directions, both pulling up nearby.

Before long, two men wearing sunglasses got out of the vehicles and started scanning the riverbank.

Noticing Xu Mu, they immediately headed in his direction.