Chapter 17: A Glimmer of Hope (Part 2)

  Yang Shuangfen decided to strike down Michiru's arrogance, otherwise she wouldn't be able to tolerate his attitude of not putting anyone else in his eyes, so she waved her hand to stop him from continuing to speak, and said lightly: "Michiru, I think you exaggerated its effect, I think you just invented a smokeless firework..."

  Mickel's voice came to an abrupt halt, his face suddenly pale with shock, his eyes involuntarily widening three times their normal size, the blood vessels in his pupils clearly visible. For a full ten seconds, Mickel was stunned into silence, before he instinctively clenched his fists, leaned forward, and stuttered out in a menacing tone: "Y-you... how did you know?"

  Yang Shuang was amused by the look on his face as he fell from heaven to hell, and casually rubbed his sore nose, shaking his head until Michele's neck had a few blue veins popping out, before calmly saying: "I just knew."

  Mikhail's eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out of his pupils, his face was ferocious and terrifying, like a tiger that was about to devour someone. He almost let out a hysterical, completely out-of-control roar: "Impossible! This secret isn't even known by my own sister! You can't possibly know it! Good heavens! You're simply the devil!"

  Yang Shuangfen didn't say a word, she just stood there quietly, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

  Mick's emotions ran out of control, sweeping all the objects around him to the ground, clenching his fists and turning around in circles. Finally, he suddenly stopped, his eyes blazing red as he stared fiercely at Yang Su Feng. Suddenly, he raised his fist and shouted loudly: "No, you can't know, you can't know, you're just deceiving me!"

  Yang Shuangfeng smiled slightly, his fingers lightly tapping on his clothes to shake off a bit of dust. He then put his finger to his lips and blew gently, sending another small cloud of dust into the air. He said casually, "Let me take a guess? I think maybe its raw material contains concentrated sulfuric acid..."

  "Mikhail's face turned pale, his body shook violently, and he stumbled, but immediately clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "No, you can't know that sulfuric acid is nothing special!""

  Yang Shuangfen still smiled slightly and said faintly: "Maybe there's also nitric acid..."

  Mickel let out a scream, his face twisted, his fists clenched, and he glared at Yang Suofeng with his upper and lower teeth tightly clenched, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had seen a devil from hell. He took two steps forward, as if he was about to pounce on Yang Suofeng, but then stopped, his body still slowly leaning forward uncontrollably.

  Yang Shuang's soft voice continued to say faintly: "Of course, if there is a little sodium carbonate, it would be even more wonderful..."

  Michel finally lost control of his emotions, let out a loud cry and rushed up to tightly grasp Yang Shuang's neck, wailing: "You're the devil! You're the devil! You're the devil!"

  Shan Yaxuan hastily pulled him away, but he grasped Yang Shuangfeng's neck tightly and refused to let go. Yang Shuangfeng's face turned whiter and his breathing became more difficult. In a fit of anger, Shan Yaxuan struck Michiru's forehead with the hilt of her sword, and only then did he loosen his grip. He slowly collapsed to the ground, paralyzed. At this point, Yang Shuangfeng was left with only one last breath, and he involuntarily let out a series of urgent coughs, which immediately irritated the wound on his throat. The white silk scarf began to bleed again.

  "Brother, what are you doing?" Shanyue hastily came over to help Yang Suofeng re-bandage his wound. But in the urgency of the moment, where was there a bandage? She could only use her long sword to cut off a piece from the hem of her skirt and bind it around Yang Suofeng's neck.

  In her haste, her body and Yang Suofeng's were very close, the towering chest inadvertently touched Yang Suofeng's elbow, that kind of full and elastic feeling suddenly made Yang Suofeng's blood rush to his head, his face turned red, and the wound's blood seeped out even more violently due to excitement. Single Yanhua was tense and didn't realize at all that it was because of her own reason that Yang Suofeng's heart beat faster, but instead thought that her gesture was not good, so she stuck closer. Poor Yang Suofeng, at this moment, warm, fragrant, and full of bosom, his left hand was sandwiched between the girl's full breasts, but unfortunately, he couldn't enjoy it, his mind was stirred, his heart beat much faster, undoubtedly making the wound tear even more severely.

  Finally, Yang Shuangfeng couldn't help but struggle hard and panted heavily, saying: "I'm fine, I'm fine. Your brother's forehead is bleeding, you go take a look at him first, you go take a look at him."

  Shanya Hui turned her head to look, and indeed, Michiru's forehead was bleeding from the hilt of her sword. She quickly let go of Yang Shuangfeng, finally allowing him to take a deep breath. However, Michiru didn't care about his own wound at all, as if he was going to get up again, crazily crawling back to choke Yang Shuangfeng's neck. He kept frantically shouting: "You're the devil, you're the devil!" His terrifying expression made Yang Shuangfeng involuntarily take two steps back.

  Suddenly, Michel shouted from downstairs: "And one more thing! You can't know that!"

  Yang Xuan's gaze was fixed tightly on him, and he said word by word: "Mr. Michiru, if I knew what the last thing was, you must agree to my terms!"

  "Anything!" Michel shouted wildly, "I'll agree to anything you say!"

  Yang Xuanfen pondered for a moment, then said carefully: "Mr. Michiru, I want you to swear that from now on, you will follow me and return with me to Menis. I can provide you with sufficient funding and the best equipment laboratory, where you can conduct research freely. However, your research results must be sold to me, of course, the price can be set by you!"

  Mickel's whole body shook with excitement as he jumped up and down, shouting: "Good! I promise you!"

  Yang Shuangfen nodded and leaned close to Michiru's ear, whispering: "Ben."

  The voice was as light as a gentle breeze, but Michiru suddenly felt like he had been struck by five thunderbolts, his whole body shaking violently before collapsing to the ground, his fingers stiffly pointing at Yang Suofeng, muttering to himself: "You're really a devil, you're really a devil..."

  "You're the devil! Take him away!" A stern and powerful voice suddenly came from beside.

  Yang Shuang looked back and saw a tall, uniformed county magistrate leading six or seven bailiffs rushing over, issuing orders. As soon as Michiru saw those people, he immediately got up and turned around to run, but they were no match for the bailiffs, who swarmed forward and quickly subdued Michiru, binding him to the ground.

  Dan Ya Xuan grasped the hilt of her sword, tears welling up in her eyes. But she didn't dare to make a move openly, so she leaned against Yang Shuang Feng's side and anxiously said: "Feng, please, save my brother."

  Yang Shuang said calmly: "How can I save?"

  Shan Ya's eyes sparkled with determination as she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice to Yang Shuangfeng, "Yang Shuangfeng, if you can rescue my brother, I'll agree to do anything you want."

  Yang Shuang said indifferently: "What will you ask me to do?"

  Shan Ya Xuan stamped her foot heavily and drew out her sword with a swoosh.

  Yang Shuangfeng was shocked and shouted: "What are you doing?"

  Dan Ya Xiu cried out: "You won't save my brother, so I'll have to save him myself."

  Yang Shuangfeng stretched out his hand to press down her long sword and said seriously: "You want to die! Don't you think about where this is? This is under the emperor's feet! If you kill the public servant and save people here, even if you can escape, your brother cannot escape. Your family will also bear the guilt of being implicated."

  Dan Ya Xuan cried: "Then you think of a way to save my brother, I... will be counting on you."

  Yang Shuang said solemnly: "Of course I will save him, and I will also take him back to Menis."

  Shan Ya Xuan burst into tears and laughed, exclaiming in surprise: "Really?"

  Yang Shuang Feng took two steps forward, then turned back and said in a low voice: "Didn't you hear what I just said? However, the reason I'm taking your brother away is because I need him, which has nothing to do with you. What you just said, I didn't hear any of it."

  Dan Ya's face suddenly turned bright red, and she ran away in a flash.

  Yang Shuang said in a low voice: "Don't go! You follow me from behind and do things according to my orders!"

  Dan Ya was taken aback, and could only follow behind him with a red face.

  Yang Songfen quickly ran a few steps and intercepted the county magistrate and the public officer.

  The county magistrate sternly said: "Who are you? How dare you block official business?"

  Yang Xuanfeng produced his credentials and loudly declared: "This man is the one our Military Affairs Department has been looking for, I'm taking him away right now!"

  The county magistrate, named Han Tailai, was not afraid of Yang Shuangfeng at all. He said politely but firmly: "General, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. Michir has gone astray and harmed others as well as himself. As a local official, I must take him into custody; otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to the local people."

  Yang Shuang's face sank, and he said viciously: "This is the person our Military Affairs Department wants. What right do you have to speak out of turn? Guards, take him away!"

  Dan Ya Xuan immediately rushed forward and snatched Mikhail away.

  "How dare you! Stop it at once!"

  Those public servants hesitated for a moment before coming forward to block Dan Yaorong.

  Yang Shuangfeng drew out his sword and pointed it at the sky, shouting loudly: "Who dares to block my way? I'll kill you without mercy!"

  Han Tai did not expect Yang Su to be so tough, but he was also a stubborn person and would not yield. He stood in front of Yang Su and said defiantly: "General, if you want to take this man away, you'll have to kill me first!"

  Yang Shuangfeng sneered: "Is that so?" With a flick of his wrist, the sharp and shiny sword was placed on Han Taichai's neck.

  Those officials saw their superiors being threatened and immediately became excited again.

  Yang Shuang said calmly and coldly, "Do you want to rebel? Think about your family members, think about your parents, wives, children. Do you want their heads to be hung on the city wall of Niluo God's capital? If you dare to move against me, it will prove that you are remnants of the Red Lotus Sect..."

  As soon as the words "Chi Lian Jiao" were heard, everyone's face turned pale, and even one of the captors' curved knives slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground with a clang. Yang Suofeng pointed his sword forward again, and all the captors involuntarily retreated three steps. Han Taicoming's expression changed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You all stop! General, you don't have to insult my men, if you want to kill someone, just kill me!"

  Yang Shuangfeng sheathed his sword slowly and smiled faintly, saying: "Why should I kill you? You're just doing your job according to the rules. Here's 500 gold coins for helping Michiru escape. This matter ends here. Otherwise, if someone dares to make trouble at the Military Affairs Department, think about the consequences. Of course, I think you'll handle this matter well to prove that you're not people from the Red Lotus Sect, Lord Han, don't you agree?"

  Warmly patting Han Taicoming's shoulder, Yang Suofeng threw down five hundred gold coins and strode away. Leaving behind Han Taicoming with a deep expression, staring at his back, lost in thought.