My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chapter 137, Reminiscence Part 4 - The Wolf's Den

Seeing that Xie Yan did not make a move, Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to pinch his face.

In the firelight, the scar on Xie Yan's face was clearly visible, winding across half of her face, appearing even more shocking against her fair skin.

Because the scar was so unsightly, few people would bother to look closely at his face.

"Not bad, very well disguised."

After examining the scar, Han Feng used his finger to wipe away a piece of makeup powder from Xie Yan's eye, revealing a small red mole.

"If you don't want to be recognized, don't forget to touch up your makeup every day."

Xie Yan's pupils flickered, and she slapped Han Feng's hand away. "Why go to such lengths to hide my identity? What exactly do you want?"

"Don't ask so many questions, you're not qualified to know yet."

Han Feng slowly wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Let's talk about it after you've proven yourself capable of surviving this mission."

"Your original mission should have been to go to the Martial Arts Alliance and deal with that helpless little girl from the Alliance Leader's family."

"But unfortunately you offended Yan Bao, and he interfered and transferred you to the richest man in Qingzhou."

Xie Yan frowned and asked, "Who exactly is the richest man in Qingzhou?"

This person came in the middle of the night, definitely not just to check if my disguise was perfect or to say some random things.

Considering that he still has some use to him, Han Feng will definitely reveal some useful information to him.

Sure enough, the next second, Han Feng glanced at Xie Yan and answered his question.

"This man is named Wang Youdao. He made a fortune during the war years ago."

"Later, after the Chu family ascended the throne, they wanted to settle scores with him."

"But he beat him to it and donated all his wealth, which not only filled the gap in the national treasury but also helped many people. This allowed him to escape a disaster and earn a good reputation."

“After that, Wang Youdao moved his entire family to Qingzhou, far from the capital, and started a business again, eventually becoming the richest man in Qingzhou.”

Han Feng looked at Xie Yan's slightly softened expression, chuckled, and then said, "But don't think that just because he's a businessman, he's easy to deal with."

"Although Wang Youdao seems to be behaving himself now, he has been secretly stockpiling grain and raising troops, fearing that the Chu family will come after him again."

“Even when I go out for daily activities, I am accompanied by several highly skilled bodyguards, not to mention the countless secret guards who are always at my disposal.”

“None of the assassins we’ve sent to him in the past have ever come back alive.”

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan smiled without any surprise, then lay back down. "So it seems I'm doomed this time too?"

But Han Feng also smiled.

In the dim light, his smile seemed particularly meaningful.

"Unfortunately, given Yan Bao's temperament, he won't let you die so easily."

Xie Yan's heart skipped a beat. Although he couldn't see Han Feng's expression clearly, he could guess that Han Feng's smile at that moment was definitely not a good one.

"Because Wang Youdao, besides being treacherous and cunning, also had a shameful hobby."

Xie Yan had a vague sense of unease. "What is it?"

Han Feng smiled meaningfully.

"Why do you think a target that so many assassins couldn't take was ultimately assigned to you?"

"what do you mean……"

Xie Yan unconsciously frowned and stared intently at Han Feng.

"It seems you have guessed it."

"Because he's a pervert who likes to play with young boys and girls."

Han Feng sighed lightly, with a hint of amusement in his voice, "If you went to Wang Youdao with your original appearance, you probably wouldn't even leave behind any bone fragments."

"But congratulations, in your current state, it's unlikely you'll pique his interest anytime soon."

With that, Han Feng didn't even glance at Xie Yan before getting up and leaving without hesitation.

In the end, he only said, "So use that little time to try your best to complete the task."

After recovering from her injuries, Xie Yan hitched a ride with a convoy and traveled with them all the way to Qingzhou.

However, unexpectedly, before even reaching Qingzhou, Xie Yan ran into Wang Youdao.

It was midday, the sun was blazing, and the convoy was passing through a village.

From a distance, they could see a commotion in the village, but they didn't know what had happened.

Xie Yan was awakened by the commotion. With her head covered in straw, she poked her head out and saw the person who had gone to gather information returning to report.

“Someone was distributing porridge to relieve the villagers.”

Upon hearing this, the leader of the convoy also became interested: "Oh, a porridge distribution? We never expected to encounter such a kind act. Have you found out who did it?"

"I found out that it was donated by a wealthy family surnamed Wang in Qingzhou."

"Surname Wang?"

This startled not only the convoy leader but also Xie Yan.

Speaking of prominent families surnamed Wang in Qingzhou, there's only one—

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

The leader made a decisive decision and immediately decided that this opportunity could not be missed.

So the group drove into the village.

After walking a few steps, we indeed saw the porridge distribution shed not far away.

But the group could not get any closer, because the area under the tent was now surrounded by countless people, three or four layers deep.

Xie Yan stood up and scanned the area under the thatched shed, but couldn't tell which one Wang Youdao was.

Until he heard the sound of children's laughter—

Xie Yan glanced to the side and saw another thatched hut not far away.

Under that thatched hut, surrounded by children with innocent, childlike faces.

At that moment, among the crowd, a man who looked to be about forty years old was smiling as he handed bowls of hot porridge to the children one by one.

Even though the children grabbed his clothes and left dirty handprints, he showed no displeasure. He looked very kind and gentle, with a warm smile.

A chorus of praise came from the surrounding villagers—

"Master Wang truly deserves to be called a great philanthropist in Qingzhou!"

"I heard that he not only frequently goes to various places to provide relief, but sometimes he even adopts some children who don't have enough to eat."

"That's right. I have a relative in the next village whose youngest son was adopted by Master Wang. I heard that he's not only living a life of luxury in the city, but he also sends them a sum of money every month!"

"That's wonderful?! Sigh! If only my daughter could catch Master Wang's eye! That way, she wouldn't have to suffer with us anymore..."

As Xie Yan listened to the continuous praise from these people, she watched as Wang Youdao took out a handkerchief with a kind expression and helped a boy who had dirtied his mouth wipe his face.

There was no warmth whatsoever, only a chilling feeling.