The gigolo kept by the matriarch turned out to be the heir to a wealthy family.

Chapter 223 The strong are respected

"Girl, who exactly are you?" Ouyang Xing asked in a deep voice.

Once people develop suspicions, they can't be dispelled with just a few words. The only way is to let them deny all possibilities themselves.

Yun Yao calmly and unhurriedly performed one move after another in front of them. Not only were her movements precise, but the power she unleashed was many times greater than theirs. Even these family heads were ashamed of their own abilities.

Everyone was stunned.

If she had previously learned the techniques of one or two families by stealing their knowledge, they could have understood. But now, she has mastered all the complex and difficult techniques of ancient martial arts families.

Stealing knowledge? Unlikely.

The mystery that these people couldn't unravel even after a lifetime of hard work was easily revealed by this little girl.

What is this if not genius?

Yun Yao was unwilling to reveal her relationship with them, as it would only cause more trouble.

"Now, do you still think what I said was an exaggeration?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Among martial artists, strength is paramount. They could no longer speak to Yun Yao with the tone of an elder, and unconsciously became more respectful.

"Miss Yun, your master isn't from one of our ancient martial arts families, is he?"

Otherwise, there is no way to explain how she was able to access these techniques that are considered secret by various schools.

Yun Yao shook her head.

"I have never had a master before, and I never will, so you may all leave now."

Seeing this, they couldn't press the matter any further, since they were no longer in a position to discuss taking on apprentices.

Gu Chen exchanged glances with the others and huddled together to whisper a few words.

After a long while, they finally got up.

“Miss Yun, this is a token of our friendship from various ancient martial arts families. Please don’t be in a hurry to refuse.” Gu Chen said this, and then placed a jade pendant from his pocket on Yun Yao’s desk.

"Ms. Yun, we apologize for disturbing you this morning. We will take full responsibility for the loss of all your personnel and property. This is my business card. You're busy, so we'll take our leave now." Gu Chen took a sticky note from the table and wrote down his name and contact information.

This group came in all high spirits, but now they're leaving quietly. Their demeanor has changed drastically.

Yun Yao picked up a sticky note from the table and shook her head helplessly.

"Luo Hong, you're dead."

As if on cue, Luo Hong made a video call.

"They came at just the right time."

As soon as the call connected, before Yun Yao could even speak, Luo Hong suddenly knelt down.

Two durians were placed under his knees.

"Ancestor, I was wrong!"

Yun Yao leaned against the table and glanced at him lightly.

"Hey, isn't this our Qin clan chief? What are you doing here?"

Luo Hong: "..." Such sarcastic remarks are bound to lead to disaster!

"Ancestor, I repent! I've been busy exercising lately and didn't notice what those old guys were doing until yesterday when they left the clan! I really didn't mean to! You'd better hide quickly, judging by the time, they should be coming for you soon!"

"I've already been here."

Luo Hong fell silent, his face filled with shock.

"They came? They've already come looking for you?"

"Ah."

Luo Hong: "..."

"Then...are they still alive?"

Yun Yao's lips twitched, suppressing the urge to strangle Luo Hong, and she said through gritted teeth, "They're dead. I've already killed them. Look, do you recognize this jade pendant? It was on them. I thought it was worth a few bucks, so I kept it."

Luo Hong plopped down on the ground, his expression somewhat blank.

"Really...really dead?"

"Woo-"

"It's my fault, it's my fault! If I had stopped those unreliable old guys, they wouldn't have died in a foreign land. It's all my fault!"

Luo Hong wiped away his tears while secretly glancing at the person on the screen.

Yun Yao crossed her arms and looked at Luo Hong, who was crying, with a leisurely air.

Seeing this, Luo Hong looked a little embarrassed, and his crying gradually subsided.

"Grandmother!" The tone of her voice was clearly coquettish.

Yun Yao's brow twitched, and she quickly raised her hand to stop him: "That's enough, they're all alive, let them go back right now!"

Seeing that Yun Yao had calmed down, Luo Hong naturally got up and kicked the durian at his feet aside.

"Ancestor, what do they want from you? It can't be a friendly sparring match..."

"They want to take me as their disciple." Luo Hong was interrupted by Yun Yao before he could finish speaking.

Upon hearing this, Luo Hong nearly strained his back.

"They... they accepted you as their disciple?" Luo Hong stammered.

"Ah."

Luo Hong: "..." Are they tired of living? Isn't it good to be alive?

"Ancestor, I will tell them to give up this idea!" Luo Hong said with a very serious expression.

"No need, they probably don't want to take me as their apprentice anymore."

"why?"

"I have practiced all the unique skills of each school."

Luo Hong was stunned for five seconds. He could imagine how ugly those old guys looked at that moment, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ancestor, they may never know that you are their ancestor! Trying to show off your skills in front of your ancestor? Hahaha!" Luo Hong's hearty laughter rang out.

Luo Hong was right. If we really talk about seniority, he was their ancestor.

Because the martial arts techniques and moves passed down through countless generations of ancient martial arts families were all written by her. As for why they ended up in the hands of their ancestors, it was all thanks to Yun Yao's habit of giving gifts all the time.

Yun Yao and Luo Hong chatted about some trivial things until there was a knock on the office door, at which point she ended the video call.

Looking at Jin Huai at the door, Yun Yao's expression returned to its usual coldness.

"what happened?"

Jin Huai glanced at the jade pendant and sticky notes on the table, then quickly looked away and said casually, "This is a list of the losses those people have caused to the company. Please take a look."

Yun Yao didn't look at it, and said directly with her head down, "Call the number on the sticky note and make him pay for it."

Jin Huai nodded and was about to turn around when Yun Yao called him back.

"Jin Huai, what are Yonsei International's recent moves?"

With his back to Yun Yao, Jin Huai's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice betrayed no emotion.

"Everything is as usual. With Mo Peichen and Chen Dong handling things, there's nothing to worry about." Jin Huai hesitated for a moment before continuing.

Yun Yao noticed this and immediately asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Jin Huai tightened his grip on his side, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said in a deep voice, "Ancestor, compared to Yanshi International, the situation of our company is even more dire. The four great families seem to be determined to fight to the death, and many of our subsidiaries are already struggling to breathe under their pressure."

So, are you still worried about Yonsei International?

However, Jin Huai didn't dare say these things to Yun Yao, knowing the truth in his heart.

Yun Yao didn't seem to care and continued with her work.

"Okay, I understand. Just keep up with normal blocking tactics, no need for anything too big," Yun Yao instructed.

"Yes," Jin Huai replied, closing the door behind him.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Jin Pei looking at him with an expression of amusement.

"Brother, you always have such a gloomy face. People who don't know you might think someone owes you money!"

Jin Pei is more outgoing than Jin Huai, and he likes to tease Jin Huai when he has nothing to do.

But today he's really in trouble; Jin Huai's sharp, piercing gaze swept over him.

"Jin Pei, get out."