Chapter 324: Lost Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

Ye Mo followed, but he didn't go far before he was stopped. “You are Ye Mo?” the person stopping him asked uncertainly.

Ye Mo looked at the woman in front of him and realized it was the person he was coming to see. She seemed to have watched him for a while before stopping him, but he had changed so much that she wasn't certain.

Seeing it was Wang Ying, Ye Mo immediately smiled: “Yes, I’m Ye Mo. I came to see you on business.”

“You really are Ye Mo! You’ve changed so much; I didn’t recognize you. I only heard Ye Ling talk about you. You actually came to Beijing!” Wang Ying exclaimed with surprised joy. Although Ye Mo was well known, she hadn’t heard of his accomplishments, and neither had many people. The people she knew were in a completely different circle from those Ye Mo associated with, and Ye Ling hadn’t told Wang Ying much about him.

“So, you were looking for me? But Ye Mo, I haven’t seen you in over a year, and you’ve become so handsome! Did Ning Qingxue dump you? How about letting me be your girlfriend?” Wang Ying remained carefree, and Ye Mo finally felt some familiarity.

“Nothing important. When I was at Ning Hai University, you helped me a lot, so I came to thank you. As for a girlfriend, forget it; I can’t afford a rich girl like you.”

Wang Ying waved her hand generously. “It’s nothing. Don’t mention it. Let’s go; Big Sis will treat you to a big meal.”

Wang Ying pulled Ye Mo and hailed a taxi. She then turned to him, “Don’t think I don’t have a car. I’m about to buy one. If you don’t have anywhere else to go, stay in Beijing with me. I’ll find you something.” Wang Ying was being genuine. She knew Ye Mo wasn't welcome in the Ye family and lacked good connections; she was purely trying to help.

Ye Mo suddenly remembered Nie Shuangshuang and scanned his spiritual sense, but he couldn’t see anything. Normally, he would be grateful for Wang Ying’s offer and accept, but today, he had much to do, so he had to refuse.

“Wang Ying, let’s go! Why are you still here? Let’s go to Luo Luo tonight; Chi Xuanfeng will be there.” At that moment, a woman emerged from the office building behind Wang Ying. She subconsciously looked at Ye Mo and Wang Ying, wondering about their relationship and who Ye Mo was.

Wang Ying immediately rejoiced, “Really? You’re saying Chi Xuanfeng will really go tonight?”

“Pfft, why would I lie?”

Wang Ying said apologetically to Ye Mo: “Sorry, I can’t treat you to dinner tonight. Next time. This is my number. Remember to call me. Shanshan, let’s go.”

Ye Mo took the business card. “It’s fine, next time then. But, I want to ask, who gave you the 20,000 you gave me last time?”

“It’s Li Mumei. I’m going, Ye Mo.” Wang Ying and the other woman got into the car and disappeared.

“It was Li Mumei?” Ye Mo repeated, but he soon understood that Li Mumei wouldn’t give him money. The only possibility was that Ning Qingxue told her to.

Though he knew Ning Qingxue was using him as a shield and the 20,000 was compensation, Ye Mo was grateful. He hadn’t lost anything, and he had really needed the money at the time. If he had no further contact with Ning Qingxue, he would have thanked her at most, but now, it rekindled his memories of her.

“Qingxue…” Ye Mo murmured, remembering the girl at Shen Nong Jia, Di Tuo Peak—the girl who risked her life to find him. How could she forget him? How could she be so heartless? Did she have no memories at all?

Ye Mo no longer had the mood to look for Nie Shuangshuang. He wandered aimlessly through the streets of Beijing, reminiscing about the events at Shen Nong Jia, at the bottom of the cliff. He thought about the small silver heart grass in that Ning Hai courtyard and the bloodstain on it.

“Perhaps, I should go back to Ning Hai to have a look,” Ye Mo murmured.

Ye Mo didn’t know how long he walked when the crowd ahead interrupted his thoughts of Ning Qingxue. He found he had unknowingly reached the Yan River.

The Yan River and Mi Yang Lake in Beijing didn’t intersect. They were two famous landmarks. Those living around Mi Yang Lake were wealthy and powerful; it was also called the Wealthy Lake. Meanwhile, few people lived around the Yan River. Its residents were usually outsiders. Though not called the Poverty Lake, it wasn’t much different.

At that moment, Ye Mo arrived at the Yan River, where people gathered around a dead body. Ye Mo scanned his spiritual sense.

It was a young man in his twenties. His face was gray, but what was frightening was that his eyes weren’t closed, and his terrified expression remained.

“Ah, Ye Mo, it’s you! I’m Xiao Lei. Do you remember me?” A female journalist exclaimed joyfully and hurried to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo saw Xiao Lei, who was a little thin, and remembered how she had gone to Flowing Snake and Shen Nong Jia alone to interview. He couldn’t help but laugh: “Of course I remember. You’re the great journalist Xiao, always first to the front line? I didn’t think you’d be covering such a small incident.”

Xiao Lei’s face seemed a little sad, but she quickly recovered. “This isn’t small. This man is the sixth to die in Beijing. Everyone died the same way—a terrified expression. I’ve followed the crime squad for over a month, but we have no leads at all. Sigh, let’s not talk about this… um, are you free tonight?”

“Tonight…,” Ye Mo hesitated. “I’m leaving Beijing tonight, so I’m not free.”

“Oh…” Xiao Lei’s face showed disappointment. She’d finally met Ye Mo, but he was unavailable. She looked hesitantly at him and said: “Ye Mo, I just want to treat you to dinner once. I’m very grateful for last time, so…”

Ye Mo smiled: “No need, haha. You already did last time we went to Shen Nong Jia. Next time, I’ll treat you to dinner, but I’m really busy today.”

“Xiao Lei!” Someone in the crowd called for her.

Xiao Lei looked helplessly at Ye Mo. “Okay then, next time, but you mustn’t say you’re busy again!”

Ye Mo stared at Xiao Lei for a long time until she blushed before suddenly saying, “Give me your hand.”

“Huh…” Xiao Lei hesitated, looking at him in confusion.

Ye Mo laughed awkwardly. “Sorry, I was too direct. Did you notice where the bodies are usually found?”

Xiao Lei looked around nervously and suddenly held out her hand. “It’s fine, here.” It was as though her hand was merely an object she could give to him.

Ye Mo didn’t refuse, but he didn’t take her hand. Instead, he grasped her wrist. Xiao Lei blushed and tried to pull away. She didn’t understand why Ye Mo did this. In her impression, he was a very traditional person. Even without onlookers, he wouldn’t do such a thing, much less with so many people present.

Ye Mo’s spiritual sense detected large amounts of bleak chi inside Xiao Lei’s body, just like Zhuo Yangqing before. He immediately knew she was invaded by this bleak chi. If this continued, she would die sooner or later; even if not, she would be very ill.

Since he encountered it and it was someone he knew, Ye Mo didn’t mind helping. If she hadn’t offered her hand, he wouldn’t have. Xiao Lei wasn’t Zhuo Yangqing; Zhuo Yangqing was Zhuo Aiguo’s niece, so he would have helped her regardless.

Ye Mo soon forced the bleak chi out of her body. Xiao Lei felt more energetic and light. At that moment, she realized Ye Mo seemed to be treating her. When he let go, she immediately asked: “Ye Mo, is something wrong with me?”

Ye Mo nodded. “Yes, try to avoid touching these bodies. They have bleak chi. After you touch them, this deathly bleakness invades your body. Once or twice is fine, but you must have arrived first every time. If this continues, and if your immunity is weak, you could become very ill or even die.”

“Huh…” Xiao Lei was dazed for a long time before saying: “No wonder I’ve felt sick lately, and after what you just did, I feel much lighter. So that’s it. You saved me again. Thank you, Ye Mo.”

Ye Mo frowned. He’d just found some leads and immediately turned to Xiao Lei. “You’re welcome. We’ll talk next time. I have business to do.”