Chapter 674: Strange Sister Yan

Many people watched the scene unfold.

“When did we ever—?” Ye Mo asked, speechless.

Before he could continue, Lin Man said, eyes red, “You dare ask when?! You already don’t want to take responsibility for what you did last night!”

The surrounding people began to whisper amongst themselves.

Ye Mo was speechless. He had been on the glacier the previous night. What had he done?

“Hello, I’m Meng Kui, a business manager with Sika Communications in the U.S.,” Meng Kui said, extending a hand with a smile. He didn’t know Ye Mo. Even though Lin Man was his partner on the cruise, if Ye Mo was powerful, he wouldn’t offend him for a woman. He needed to assess Ye Mo’s background.

Sika Communications? The name was familiar to Ye Mo. He remembered; it belonged to the Song family.

“I’m Mo Ying. I travel the world and collect rare stones. If I like a stone, I’ll buy it regardless of price,” Ye Mo said, gauging Meng Kui’s reaction.

Meng Kui seemed pleased. Ye Mo immediately knew Meng Kui didn’t understand the value of spirit stones, or even know what he possessed.

“I see, Mr. Mo likes rare stones. I do too,” Meng Kui said readily.

Ye Mo nodded. “Yes, I’ve spent almost my entire fortune on rare stones, yet few truly appeal to me.”

Meng Kui grew more anxious. He knew his stones were valuable, but he wasn’t sure how valuable. He was cautious and didn’t dare let others appraise them. Their origin was dubious, and revealing it could cost him his life.

“Brother Mo, I’m also interested in rare stones. Would you care to discuss them with me?” Meng Kui asked.

Ye Mo was, of course, interested.

Ye Mo smiled. “Brother Meng, we share a common interest. I enjoy discussing rare stones with people like you. My room is this way, please.”

Watching Ye Mo and Meng Kui leave together, Lin Man’s expression soured. The onlookers dispersed. A cold-faced woman emerged from somewhere, sneering at the spot Ye Mo had occupied moments before.

“There are no good men in this world. I was willing to take the initiative, but apparently, they prefer each other,” Lin Man muttered, dissatisfied.

Xi Huanshan looked disappointedly at Ye Mo’s retreating back. After a moment, she said, “That Meng Kui is no good, but the big-bearded man was actually a decent person.”

“Sure, very decent. You were practically throwing yourself at him, and he played dumb. Decent my ass,” Lin Man retorted. She’d even been willing to go with the big-bearded man and Huanshan, but he preferred men.

Lin Man declared, “I won’t let Meng Kui touch my bed again, no matter how rich he is. I’m not a woman who needs a man to survive.”

“To be honest, I have a feeling the bearded man wasn’t trying to flirt with us,” Xi Huanshan mused. She felt he’d approached them to inquire about the Luo Yue war.

…

Even Meng Kui admired Ye Mo’s room. The opulence spoke volumes of his wealth.

Ye Mo patiently spoke with Meng Kui for about ten minutes. Just as he was about to mention the spirit stones, Meng Kui produced them from his bag.

Finally, Ye Mo thought.

“Brother Mo, have you ever seen stones like these?” Meng Kui showed them to Ye Mo.

…

Half an hour later, Meng Kui walked away from Ye Mo’s room, carrying a large bag. He pondered the man’s wealth. The stones he’d offered had been bought for $800,000 USD! Mo Ying hadn’t even haggled. He couldn’t understand how Mr. Mo had that much cash readily available.

Another mystery remained: why had he so carelessly told the bearded man about the stones’ origin? He regretted it instantly, but it was too late.

Ye Mo played with the stones for a while before putting them away. He hadn’t expected to acquire three spirit stones for $800,000 USD. The only regret was that Meng Kui had found them by chance.

A month prior, Meng Kui had been traveling in Canada. One night, at a tourist spot, he’d witnessed a fight between two men. He’d hidden, afraid to intervene. When he emerged, both men were dead. He discovered a wooden box containing the stones on one of the bodies.

Meng Kui knew they weren’t ordinary stones. After acquiring them, he’d intended to immediately travel to Hong Kong and sell them. He’d managed to sell them before even reaching Hong Kong. He knew the stones were worth more than $800,000, but he was relieved to sell them at that price. Carrying them constantly made him uneasy.

Ye Mo shook his head, his thoughts turning to Sister Yan. As soon as he stepped out of the room, he extended his spirit sense.

Though his meridians hadn’t fully recovered, his spirit sense now reached 1500 meters, significantly further than the 1200 meters previously.

He soon located Sister Yan in a low-quality room. Something felt amiss. He’d given her a substantial sum; why was she staying in such poor accommodations?

Ye Mo approached her door and knocked.

Yin Qingyan was startled. She knew no one on the ship. Who could be knocking?

Her powers had finally returned, so she wasn’t afraid. Seeing the big-bearded man, her expression changed drastically. “Who are you? I don’t know you, go away!”

She started to close the door.

Ye Mo knew Sister Yan wouldn’t recognize him, and people were walking in the corridor. So, he pushed past her, entered the room, and closed the door.

Ying Qingyan prepared to attack, but Ye Mo quickly said, “Sister Yan, it’s me! Ye Mo!” Calling her aunt felt too awkward, so he stuck with Sister Yan.

“Do you know me?” Ying Qingyan’s expression changed, halting her attack. “Are you Ye Mo?”

Ye Mo removed his mask and smiled. “I am Ye Mo.”

“Huh!” She saw it was him. But her joy was fleeting. She pushed him. “Get out! Go away!”

Her attitude shift baffled Ye Mo. He noticed something amiss. Sister Yan’s neck was flushed pink.

“Sister Yan,” he called. Seeing her cry, he hesitated, unsure whether to leave. He’d expected her to be overjoyed to see him.

After a long time, she calmed down and suddenly asked, “Did you see the diary I gave you?”

“Yes, I saw it,” Ye Mo replied, wanting to clarify that he'd only seen the cover, but Sister Yan's neck flushed even redder, and she began crying again.