Chapter 1970: Chapter 1970: Fake Aristocratic Family
Luo Yang had to stop in his tracks again.
Upon careful consideration, it’s likely that Mo Shuo’s place has many rooms.
There might even be a basement.
Worse still, there could be hidden chambers.
For a young man like him, unfamiliar with the Baxiantang Headquarters, it would be really difficult to find a gagged school beauty.
Luo Yang was simply eager to find Hong Jiaxin and didn’t want to listen to Aunt Thirteen.
Knowing that Hong Jiaxin was in the main building, he felt less anxious.
Walking to the side of the passenger seat, Luo Yang calmly said, "Aunt Thirteen, where is my class president being kept?"
He guessed it must be in some secret room.
Aunt Thirteen giggled, and Luo Yang really wanted to pinch her cheek to stop her from laughing.
If she wasn’t lying, then everything would be fine.
Let her laugh as she liked.
The surroundings were very empty, and her laughter echoed far away.
It was as if only the two of them existed in this world.
One being Luo Yang, and the other being Aunt Thirteen.
When she finished laughing, she teased, "Kid, if you came by yourself, you’d never be able to leave!"
From the sound of it, Baxiantang had already gathered a heavy force to deal with him.
Luo Yang had already mentally prepared for this; it was no big deal.
He never intended to make it back alive anyway.
As long as he could kill Wang Weiye, the resentment in his heart would be resolved.
With a cold laugh, Luo Yang said, "Aunt Thirteen, no need to say those things. I’ve long put my life and death aside."
She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Wait here, there will be results."
A blade of grass floated lightly through his mind again.
Luo Yang, both amused and annoyed, coldly laughed, "Aunt Thirteen, if we have time, no need to chat idly here. Once we find Jiaxin, return home, and I’ll chat with you for three days and three nights!"
He thought about how the Baxiantang people were retreating to capture him.
In other words, the Baxiantang people had withdrawn from this headquarters, and once they regrouped, they would attack again.
Under heavy forces, it would be difficult for Luo Yang to leave alive.
This showed that the Baxiantang people were also wary of Luo Yang’s Shadow Fist.
His greatest strength was the Shadow Fist.
"Kid, let me be straightforward, you fell into a trap!" Aunt Thirteen snorted coldly.
He had already thought of this without her saying it.
This large manor actually had no one around.
Even someone with a negative IQ could figure out that this was a trap.
Luo Yang rolled his eyes, showing no interest.
All he wanted to know was where Hong Jiaxin was.
Then he heard Aunt Thirteen say coldly, "If you weren’t impulsive, you wouldn’t have fallen into the trap. Kid, you brought this on yourself."
Letting Aunt Thirteen drive, park at the gate, press the doorbell, and wait for a response.
If no one responded, you couldn’t get in, and of course, there would be no trap.
"Aunt Thirteen, do you or do you not know where my class president is?!" Luo Yang’s voice was much louder.
She simply pointed again to the main building.
Luo Yang said seriously, "Aunt Thirteen, if you dare deceive me again and again, I’ll let The Tenth Mu Tan deal with your Shi Sheng Palace first!"
Hearing this, Aunt Thirteen couldn’t sit still, jumped out of the car, and glared at Luo Yang, agitated, "Kid! I came with you and want to help you out, what more do you want?!"
Arguing here is useless, Luo Yang waved his hand, signaling everyone to calm down first.
Everyone was irritated and spoke harshly.
Knowing that Hong Jiaxin was in the main building put Luo Yang at ease.
He glanced at Aunt Thirteen from the corner of his eye and saw her stern face.
"Let’s find the class president first," Luo Yang said.
If the Baxiantang people came to attack later, breaking out would be very difficult.
Luo Yang was easier to handle.
Hong Jiaxin’s skills were limited, and there was no chance for her to escape.
With Baxiantang’s attacking power, intercepting Hong Jiaxin would be a breeze.
Aunt Thirteen sneered, "Kid! Didn’t Grandma Gu say you fell into a trap, and you’re still not waking up?"
Though famously a slacker, Luo Yang was still a normal teenager.
He was even considered a smart student.
Before coming, he had thought of the Baxiantang’s trap.
Entering the compound and seeing no one, even a fool could guess Baxiantang had set a trap.
Luo Yang chuckled, "Aunt Thirteen, stop saying it! Do you think I don’t know it’s a trap?"
She seemed startled, with a look of astonishment.
The strange look in her eyes seemed as if only she could see through the plot, and others were incapable.
Seeing her bewildered expression, Luo Yang couldn’t help but laugh, "Aunt Thirteen, can you not do that? My IQ is also a positive number."
This time, she burst into laughter.
Originally, the two were staring at each other, but now they laughed face to face.
If it were a leisurely time, it wouldn’t matter to laugh with her all day.
But now they came to find Hong Jiaxin, Luo Yang restrained his smile and returned to the main topic, "Aunt Thirteen, we’re reconciled. Now quickly tell me where the class president is, we don’t have time."
Knowing that once Baxiantang gathered enough forces to attack, Luo Yang could become a sitting duck, at the mercy of others.
With one’s own strength, it was extremely difficult to withstand the Baxiantang’s crowd.
Aunt Thirteen chuckled coldly, "Kid, I told you it’s a trap. How do you have time?"
At that moment, Luo Yang really wanted to rush up, grab her by the collar, and shout, "Are you insane?"
Thinking that would be too rude and improper, he had to suppress his anger, and, with a sneer, said, "Aunt Thirteen, right now we have time, how can you say there isn’t?"
After glaring at her, he continued, "Let’s be honest! If you still want my help, be straightforward. Don’t dawdle! You purposely want Baxiantang to catch me, right?"
He thought Aunt Thirteen would explode, but to his surprise, she laughed happily again.
This lunatic...
Seeing her laughing so coquettishly, if it were ordinary times, for someone with X-Ray Ability like Luo Yang, he’d be willing to watch her laugh all day.
Encountering such a difficult beauty, Luo Yang felt helpless.
He initially planned to rush into the main building to search himself, but there were simply too many rooms inside.
Moreover, there were basements and secret rooms, and it was impossible to find everything suddenly.
If Aunt Thirteen could reveal some information, it would make the search much easier.
When she was about done laughing, Luo Yang, with a dark face, said, "Aunt Thirteen, I don’t understand why you’re laughing? The class president is also your relative. And I still need your help, what’s so funny?"
Aunt Thirteen wiped the joyful tears from her eyes and laughed, "Kid, you say you know it’s a trap, and I believed you knew. But actually, you don’t know a thing!"
He looked around, seeing no one.
Listening attentively, the sound of passing cars on the distant road came through.
At least it’s safe for now.
Luo Yang urgently said, "Aunt Thirteen, alright then, tell me, what trap did I fall into!"
If what she said didn’t make sense, he’d curse her ancestors up to eighteen generations.
Aunt Thirteen pointed around, remaining calm, and said, "Kid, do you know all of this is fake?"
Fake?
Luo Yang was stunned, as if lost in a fog, unable to discern any direction.
The large front gate was forcibly broken down, the tall and luxurious buildings blending classical and modern styles.
How could it be fake?
