Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 343: Offend Anyone but Her

Yun Yue narrowed her cold, indifferent eyes, her expression filled with confidence and wildness, "Just clear up the troublesome ones, ordinary people are no match for me."

She paused, her voice icy, "No matter what means."

Those people deserved to die.

Wu Yi slightly gathered his thoughts, knowing that when she became ruthlessly mad, she could even kill herself, let alone those who had participated in that incident; she would definitely not let them go.

Now that she had once again stepped onto the soil of M-Country, was she finally clear-headed, or was she seeking revenge...

Wu Yi couldn’t fathom her thoughts; the only thing he knew for certain was that she would never let the Underground Alliance go.

"Okay." Wu Yi hung up the phone and immediately began making arrangements; the best way to lead them away was to create confusion.

No one knew the real face of Ghost Doctor; his only worry was about Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen also didn’t know her identity as the Ghost Doctor; it was almost impossible for her to escape Xiao Chen’s surveillance in M-Country; he would definitely send people to protect her.

But she surely had her arrangements, so he did not ask further.

At eight in the evening, they drove to the airport. Housekeeper Xiao, seeing Yun Yue after many days, warned with some concern, "Miss Yun, M-Country is not as peaceful as Z-Country. You must be careful and stay close to the young master."

Yun Yue nodded slightly, "I will."

Housekeeper Xiao then turned his head, his demeanor shifting to a stern expression, "Young master, your wife said, if Miss Yun receives even the slightest injury in M-Country, she will no longer acknowledge you as her son."

Xiao Chen: "..."

His jaw tightened, his expression cold, "I will protect my woman myself."

Yun Yue raised an eyebrow curiously, swept him a glance, and smiled with a devil-may-care attitude, then walked towards the check-in gate with her backpack.

Housekeeper Xiao nodded under the significant pressure, watching them leave.

If the madam hadn’t expressly instructed him to pass on the message to the young master, he wouldn’t have spoken out; his old heart was almost leaping out of his chest.

In the waiting room.

Yun Yue, wearing a black hat, was scrolling through Weibo, the top trending post being about Ruan Yingtong falling from a harness due to faulty props, dislocating her wrist.

The post included a video shot by Jiang Ying, uploaded last night; it was an incident from two days ago, with views already over a hundred million.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously, a chilling hostility enveloping her.

Under such circumstances, had she not been quick to react, she would have definitely broken her leg.

With a snap.

The water cup in her hands shattered.

"!!!"

Feng Ye and Xiao Feng, hearing the sound, looked over to see her hand cut by the glass, blood dripping onto the floor.

A stark red color.

An eerie killing aura surrounded her; both men shivered inside, terrified.

The glass was so sturdy that it might not break even if dropped on the floor, yet she had crushed it!

Neither of them could exert such force.

Immediately, Xiao Chen grabbed a piece of paper and pried open her hand, examining the bleeding wound with furrowed brows, his voice icy, "Call a doctor."

His gaze flicked to her phone screen, his eyes darkening, his presence terrifying.

Xiao Feng hurried to his feet, "I’m on it right now."

Feeling the terrifying aura from both men, Feng Ye couldn’t help but shudder.

The waiting room was already air-conditioned, and now, with both men erupting in anger, the entire room felt as cold and piercing as an ice cellar.

Yun Yue, while letting Xiao Chen press on her wound, used her other hand to dial Lou Ting’s number, her voice terribly cold: "You have 12 hours to clean up the mess with Ruan Yingtong. I want results before the plane lands."

Lou Ting was originally in a business meeting, but he dared not hesitate for even a second before answering Yun Yue’s call. The chilling voice made his soul shudder; he did not dare to ask what had happened, fearing she might send him to report to King Yan.

"Alright, I’ll get on it right away." He steadied his mind and dialed Qiao Nan’s number, furious: "Why didn’t you tell me something happened to Yingtong? What are those people under you even doing?!"

If it hadn’t been a serious matter, Yun Yue would never have called him in such a tone; he was almost scared out of his wits.

Qiao Nan was shocked: "I will look into it now."

Lou Ting hung up the phone, his face icy as he picked up his suit jacket, and with a softened expression, he looked at the people in the private room: "Apologies everyone, I have to leave due to urgent matters."

Watching Lou Ting’s retreating back, the people exchanged glances. Lou Ting was always cheerful; they had never seen him this angry, leaving them somewhat confused.

On Yun Yue’s end, Xiao Feng had already summoned a doctor, who was now dressing Yun Yue’s wound.

Under a sharp and cold gaze that felt threatening, the doctor’s hands trembled; he had been forcibly brought here.

He was extremely scared.

Five minutes later, he stood up, humbly saying, "It’s done, done."

He sneakily glanced at the man’s gloomy face, frightened, and placed the medicine on the table, "This is the medication. Don’t get the wound wet for a week, and once the wound scabs over, you can remove the bandage. Change the dressing once a day."

Seeing no reaction from him, the doctor quickly picked up the medicine box and disappeared from the waiting room like he was fleeing for his life.

At that moment, the announcement for boarding came over the airport speakers, and Xiao Chen’s expression eased slightly, looking at her softly: "Do you want to go back?"

Yun Yue narrowed her eyes, chillingly cold, her voice bone-piercing cold: "No need."

This little issue cannot be resolved, then it’s time for President Tianqi to find someone else.

Xiao Chen nodded slightly, looking at her bandaged left hand, his eyes darkened: "I’ll carry the backpack for you."

Yun Yue didn’t decline, letting him lead her forward by the right hand.

Feng Ye and Xiao Feng never wanted to see such a terrifying Yun Yue again.

With Master Chen beside them, both formidable figures stood there, filling the entire room with an ice-cold, bone-chilling fear.

So what exactly had made Yun Yue so angry?!

The group was silent and boarded the plane.

"Miss Yun, here are some desserts. Would you like some?" Xiao Feng took out an exquisitely packaged box, all made according to her preferences.

Yun Yue, not feeling much of an appetite, shook her head, buckled her cap, and closed her eyes, her voice bland: "Call me when we arrive."

Feng Ye: It’s over; she’s not even eating desserts.

Since she was sleeping, they also dared not speak and could only follow suit.

After the plane landed, it was five in the afternoon in M country. Yun Yue turned on her mobile phone and dialed Lou Ting’s number.

Lou Ting suddenly stood up, raising his voice: "I’ve figured it out. It’s a female star named Liu Ruijia that caused trouble. How do you plan to handle it?"

Liu Ruijia.

Yun Yue’s eyes dangerously narrowed, her raised eyebrows wickedly amiss, her wildness seething: "Being sidelined is too lenient for her. A person only feels the pain when they fall from a height. Do you catch my drift?"

Feng Ye couldn’t help but shiver; her means of retaliation were quite terrifying.

Lift someone high up, then ruthlessly throw them down, torturing them to a state worse than death—it was horrifying.

Whoever it was, they absolutely must never offend her.

This Liu Ruijia could only be said to have brought it upon herself.

"Understood, I’ll arrange it right away." Lou Ting breathed a sigh of relief, relieved she didn’t blame him, "Yingtong’s injury is not serious, according to the doctor. She just needs some time to recover."