Chapter 701
“How could I dare to bully Mr. An? I am aware that you are currently the Sect Leader of Beidi Hall’s Xuanwu Sect, mainly in charge of all affairs in J city.”
Beidi Hall has two sub-halls, and under those, there are four sects.
Mr. An, not yet twenty years old, took the position of Sect Leader, which naturally reveals your exceptional abilities.
You were able to defeat your opponent Steve, the veteran who joined Beidi Hall ten years ago and has contributed a lot, which proves Mr. An’s capabilities are indeed extraordinary.
Someone like you is certainly not someone I could deal with.
In order to invite you here, I had to use some special methods. If there was any offense towards Mr. An, I am willing to apologize, and I will accept whatever punishment you propose.”
An Ji restrained the smile at the corner of his mouth and asked coldly, “Tang Yushen, how do you know all this?”
The rules of Beidi Hall are strict, and everyone’s identity is very confidential. Outsiders should not be aware.
But Tang Yushen knew everything about him crystal clear, which naturally put him on alert.
Tang Yushen’s mouth curled into a smile, revealing a faint trace of smugness.
“I can know because I have my ways. Mr. An, concerning the cooperation proposal I made last time, have you thought it over?”
An Ji looked at him indifferently, his eyes cold, “Do you think I would cooperate with you? Tang Yushen, I don’t even know if you are friend or foe, so why would I cooperate with you?”
“Haha, I knew you would say that. I won’t keep you guessing, I have a friend who wants to meet you. If Mr. An is interested, how about going upstairs with me?”
“Sorry, I don’t have time to waste with you,” An Ji said dismissively. As he turned to leave, Tang Yushen spoke from behind him.
“Mr. An hasn’t quite secured his footing in Beidi Hall, has he? The friend I’m introducing to you has the power to make sure you firmly take the Sect Leader position of Xuanwu Sect, and maybe even rise to become one of the Deputy Hall Masters of the two sub-halls.”
An Ji’s steps halted, and he slowly turned around, Tang Yushen smiling confidently, “Mr. An, opportunities like this don’t come often.”
“Who is he?”
“Who he is isn’t important. What matters is that he knows more than both of us put together.”
An Ji pondered for a moment then nodded with interest, “Alright then, please introduce me.”
Tang Yushen smiled in triumph again.
He knew that no one could reject the temptation of power and position.
Once An Ji had stepped into Beidi Hall, there was no turning back, he could only survive longer by climbing up the ranks.
Therefore, the bait he threw out was irresistibly enticing to him.
Tang Yushen smiled lightly, made an inviting gesture to the side, and said with a smile, “Please follow me.”
An Ji looked up at the floor above, curious about the mysterious person waiting for him.
Tang Yushen led him upstairs to a door, pushed open the European-style carved door, and an empty, luxurious hall immediately came into view.
An Ji looked up and saw a tall, slender figure standing by the window, white curtains dancing in the wind, and aside from the sound of the breeze, the room was silent, creating a suffocating tension.
As the two entered the room, their shoes clicked crisply on the gleaming floor, amplifying the peculiar tension.
Tang Yushen slowly walked a few steps behind the man and said with a respectful tone, “Mr. Xing, Mr. An has been brought here.”
The man turned around, and half of a face, perfect as an angel’s, appeared in An Ji’s sight.