Is It Them

Tong Guoguo pulled Ye Yu up and took the cell phone from her.

She scanned Ye Yu's face with it, and the phone automatically unlocked.

She scrolled through the contacts, originally intending to call Xu Mu, but suddenly an incoming call popped up on the screen.

The caller ID read "Handsome Brother-in-law".

Tong Guoguo immediately walked over to her car and handed the phone to a bald man sitting in the passenger seat.

The bald man understood her intention and answered the call.

"Xiao Yu, are you safe over there? Your sister was attacked by thugs today."

Xu Mu's voice came through the phone.

"She's not in any danger for the time being, and she will never be in danger ever again."

The bald man said into the phone with a smirk.

"Who are you people? If you have a problem, come at me. What kind of men are you to kidnap a woman?"

Xu Mu's voice barked coldly from the other end.

Tong Guoguo clenched her fists. If Mr. Soul hadn't given them a mission, she wouldn't have been able to resist luring Xu Mu over right now.

She was confident that Ye Yu would make a far more effective hostage than that previous woman.

"This woman is quite a beauty. Our Demon Queen has taken a liking to her. If you want to take her back, then come find Lady Thirteen."

After saying that, the bald man added into the phone, "Hanging up!"

"Wait! Who is this Demon Queen you're talking about? Where is she? How am I supposed to find her if you don't tell me?"

Xu Mu hurriedly demanded into the phone.

"Listen to you, acting as if we're begging you to go find the Demon Queen. Why on earth would we just give you the location?"

The bald man said nonchalantly, "Don't worry. The Demon Queen will take very good care of her, provided she knows how to serve her well."

With that, the bald man hung up and respectfully handed the phone back to Tong Guoguo.

They had rehearsed their lines beforehand.

Wang Hun had always been a cautious man; directly giving Xu Mu the address would seem too suspicious.

He needed Xu Mu to find the location himself, because the Demon Queen's whereabouts were very easy to track down.

...

Meanwhile, seeing that the other party had hung up, Xu Mu immediately called Zhong Qianqian.

He asked her to start investigating the surveillance cameras outside his villa district, hoping it would help them trace Ye Yu's whereabouts.

He looked at the anxious Ye Tong beside him and gently patted her back. "It's going to be okay. Xiao Yu is blessed; heaven will protect her."

Although Xu Mu said this, his brows were tightly furrowed. He had already done everything he could to raise Ye Tong's and Ye Yu's cultivation levels.

He had done so precisely because he was afraid that someone he offended might try to harm them, yet they had still fallen into a trap.

Ye Yu's cultivation was not weak; it seemed the person who captured her was an expert.

Before long, Zhong Qianqian sent Xu Mu a video clip.

Xu Mu tapped to play the video, and Ye Tong immediately leaned over to watch.

In the footage, a Land Rover blocked Ye Yu's path.

Several burly men stepped out of the vehicle. After exchanging a few words with them, Ye Yu willingly got into their car.

The car then drove off toward the outskirts of the city.

"That foolish girl must have let herself get captured on purpose to find out who the mastermind is. However, this mastermind's strength surpasses hers, which is why her phone was taken."

Xu Mu rubbed his temples in deep thought. "Once they head outside the city, this car is going to be hard to track."

"Honey, let's call the police quickly,"

Ye Tong said, gripping Xu Mu's arm.

"It's no use. We're better off contacting Jiang Huihui directly."

Xu Mu made the call.

Within moments, Jiang Huihui answered the phone. "Xu Mu, what's wrong?"

"Have you ever heard of the Demon Queen, Lady Thirteen?"

Xu Mu asked.

There was no such character in the original plot, so he didn't know anything about her.

"Of course. That woman is somewhat of a celebrity in our Sanitation Department; many of our cleaners know about her,"

Jiang Huihui replied.

"What? Tell me more about her, quickly,"

Xu Mu immediately urged.

"She's a half-blood from the Sky Demon and Jiuli tribes. She's incredibly powerful and very smart. There's no record of her ever attacking ordinary Yanhuang citizens, and if any of her subordinates dare to cross that line, she shows them no mercy,"

Jiang Huihui continued. "But it's a different story when it comes to other alien races; she is utterly ruthless. Because of this, even though the Sanitation Department knows her whereabouts, we've never made a move against her."

"Someone just kidnapped Ye Yu. They announced themselves and claimed that the Demon Queen, Lady Thirteen, had taken a liking to her,"

Xu Mu explained into the phone. "Even though Ye Yu is an ancient martial artist, I can guarantee she has never provoked the Demon Queen, Lady Thirteen."

Hearing this, Jiang Huihui asked, "Then have you provoked her?"

"No."

Xu Mu paused, a sudden realization hitting him. "Could someone be impersonating her?"

"I can't say for sure. A ruthless person like the Demon Queen is definitely not someone to be trifled with,"

Jiang Huihui said. "How about I go with you to pay her a visit and ask her directly?"

"No need. Just send me the address. I'll figure something out myself."

Xu Mu didn't want to drag Jiang Huihui into this mess. Just as she had said, the Demon Queen was not someone to be trifled with.

The fact that she hadn't attacked any ordinary Yanhuang citizens all these years might mean she was hiding something.

After hanging up, Xu Mu stood up from the sofa. "Honey, don't worry. Leave Xiao Yu to me."

Ye Tong wiped her tears and nodded emphatically.

...

Sitting in his Cadillac Escalade, Xu Mu hesitated for a brief moment before immediately driving off to find Zhong Qianqian.

When he arrived at her apartment building, Zhong Qianqian was already waiting at the entrance, dressed in cartoon pajamas.

"I'm here to ask for your help again. And, of course, to drop something off for you while I'm at it."

Xu Mu pulled out a Qi Sea Pill; he certainly had no shortage of such items at the moment.

[Affection +20]

"A Qi Sea Pill!"

Zhong Qianqian's face was filled with shock. He was actually giving her another incredibly precious pill.

"That's right. It never hurts to boost your strength when you have some free time."

Xu Mu popped the pill directly into Zhong Qianqian's mouth and continued, "If I call someone's phone right now, can you track their location?"

"I can."

Zhong Qianqian nodded.

"Great, let's get started right away."

Xu Mu followed Zhong Qianqian upstairs to her bedroom. She sat down at her desk and immediately got to work.

After inputting Xu Mu's phone number into her system, she gave him the signal to make the call.

Xu Mu tapped on Ye Yu's name and dialed the number.

He firmly believed that someone like Ye Yu, who possessed a Level Nine Destiny, wouldn't die so easily.

The phone rang for quite a long time before someone on the other end finally picked up.

"Hello? What do you want now?"

It was the same man's voice from before.

Zhong Qianqian's fingers flew across the keyboard, tracing the cell tower the phone was connected to in order to pinpoint their exact location.

She gestured for Xu Mu to keep talking while she hacked into the surveillance cameras along their projected route.

She wanted to see if she could catch their vehicle on camera.

"Listen, buddy, I just had someone look into it. The Demon Queen hasn't made any moves at all. Who exactly are you people?"

Xu Mu demanded through the phone.

"Fine, we were lying to you. We don't work for the Demon Queen, happy now?"

The man snapped before abruptly hanging up.

Zhong Qianqian forcefully hit the Enter key, and an image of a Buick GL8 appeared on her computer screen.

"I'm positive this is the car. Look at the passenger seat—he's still holding the phone."

"That's them!"

Xu Mu looked at the bald man sitting in the passenger seat and immediately figured it out.

It turned out that Mr. Soul was finally making his move.

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