Chapter 579: You Feel Like an Old Friend to Me

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lukas knew that the most important thing was to leave this place safely without provoking the man behind Wen Xin.

Satisfied with Lukas’s sense of propriety, Wen Xin put down the disinfectant and wrapped Lukas’s wound with gauze. Her tone was as if she were speaking to an old friend.

“Are you planning to stay here for the night, or leave now? If you want to leave, I can arrange for your departure right away,” Wen Xin said.

Lukas looked at Wen Xin with a familiar feeling, his brown eyes filled with doubt. “Have we met before? Why does talking to you feel like speaking to an old friend?”

“You must be mistaken. I’m just a girl from a village. How could I possibly know you?” Wen Xin replied coolly, not intending to reveal their past acquaintance. Since their cooperation had ended, there was no need to acknowledge their previous relationship. She could accept this new dynamic.

Lukas pondered her words and nodded in agreement. If this girl knew him, she wouldn’t have been foolish enough to give away her liver. The intelligence difference was too great.

“We want to leave now. When can you hand over Geng Zewei to us? We can’t stay here too long,” Lukas said, knowing they were already taking a risk by coming to Z Country.

“Geng Zewei is in Continent M. You can take your men to the border of Continent M, and I will arrange for him to be sent there. Someone will contact you then,” Wen Xin said.

“Alright, we’ll head to Continent M now. I hope you can keep your word. Here’s my contact information. Next time we meet, I will protect you if you’re in danger,” Lukas said, inexplicably trusting Wen Xin and giving her a serious promise.

From the doorway, Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin and Lukas. He stood up before stepping out into the corridor and giving orders to the two men there. Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi then escorted Lukas out of the medical building. Lukas’s men were all unharmed, standing by their vehicle. Fifth Uncle handed over the car keys.

“That’s it then. When you reach the border of Continent M, someone will contact you,” Wen Xin said.

Lukas got into the car without further words, waved at Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi, and instructed his men to drive away.

Watching Lukas’s car leave, Fifth Uncle looked at Mu Chengxi with dissatisfaction. “We worked all night, only to let them go so easily?”

“It wasn’t easy. We negotiated favorable terms,” Mu Chengxi replied, his gaze softening as he looked at Wen Xin.

With the matter resolved, Wen Xin stretched lazily and turned to Fifth Uncle, who was still visibly unhappy. She raised an eyebrow slightly. “Fifth Uncle, thank you for your hard work tonight. As a reward, I can give you a batch of weapons from Institute 26. You can choose whatever you like, just let Mu Chengxi know.”

Fifth Uncle was taken aback, his eyes widening in surprise.

He doubted Wen Xin’s claim. “Little girl, it’s one thing to joke with me, but don’t say such things outside. You’ll be laughed at. Weapons from Institute 26 aren’t something just anyone can buy.”

Wen Xin smiled lightly at Fifth Uncle’s disbelief and didn’t bother to explain further. She tugged on Mu Chengxi’s sleeve and checked the time. “It’s late. Let’s go home and rest. We have military training at the base tomorrow. I don’t want to miss such a good opportunity.”

Wen Xin was eager to experience normal student life and didn’t want to miss the fun of military training. Mu Chengxi, seeing the look of anticipation on her face, felt his temple throb, anticipating her next adventure.

On their way back to Zhi Lan, Mu Chengxi drove past the racetrack in the western part of the city. The track was brightly lit, the roar of engines deafening. Wen Xin asked Mu Chengxi to stop, and he obliged, parking across the street from the racetrack.

Wen Xin noticed a group of people leaving the racetrack, followed by a woman. Mu Chengxi observed the woman trailing behind Qian Meng, trying to grab his arm but being deftly avoided.

Wen Xin smiled and lightly flicked Mu Chengxi’s shirt sleeve. “It’s interesting how Jiang Linyan pursued you and now seems to be after Qian Meng. Or has she been involved with him all along?”

Mu Chengxi withdrew his gaze from the distant scene, turning to look at Wen Xin. His eyes fell on her hand tugging at his sleeve, and he smiled lightly. “I wouldn’t know. Did you stop the car just to watch this? I’ve known Jiang Linyan and Qian Meng have been close for a while.”

“Do you think I’m that bored?” Wen Xin let go of his sleeve, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly in annoyance. “The people who followed us to the hospital ended up at this racetrack. If my information is correct, they work for Qian Meng. I’m curious about their intentions.”

“Has your feud with Qian Meng reached the level of assassination?” Wen Xin teased, sensing the complexity between Mu Chengxi and Qian Meng.

“Assassination? Possibly. Qian Meng has always wanted me dead, but his skills are lacking,” Mu Chengxi said with a laugh, recalling Qian Meng’s repeated but futile attempts to harm him.

“What do you think? Should we cause some trouble?” Mu Chengxi asked, noticing Wen Xin’s eyes light up with mischief. If she wanted to stir things up, he was ready to join her.

“Forget it. I’m tired after tonight. Let’s leave it for now,” Wen Xin said, stretching lazily in the passenger seat.

She knew the identities of their pursuers, so there was no need for immediate action.

Besides, she still had her eyes on that racetrack. Once she acquired it, dealing with Qian Meng would be much easier.