Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1522 - 1721: I Know Who You Are!

"Who sent you?"
Hao Jian's tone was frightfully calm, unflappable, his inner steadiness was formidable.
The man had intended to run, but after seeing his two companions already lying on the ground, and feeling the waves of pervasive killing intent behind him, he was suddenly so scared that his legs went weak.
He didn't know why he wanted to run so badly, yet his legs just wouldn't move, not a single step, completely intimidated by that ominous killing intent.
This was the first time he felt this way; even during past missions no matter how tricky the target, if the mission failed he could always escape, but now there was no chance of escape at all.
He was too terrified to speak or move.
At this point, Hao Jian repeated impatiently, "Who sent you?"
The man remained silent, drenched in sweat from fear.
People's patience has limits, and Hao Jian was someone with the least patience. The fact that he could ask the question a second time was a huge leap forward in his patience. Yet seeing the man still not replying and suddenly trying to escape, Hao Jian had had enough and swiftly stabbed the dagger into the man's back.
The man fell to the ground, struggling, but before he could let out a scream, a blood mark appeared on his neck, and blood flowed out. Then he lost the ability to interact with this world, dead.
Hao Jian nonchalantly grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped his hands. He had never shown mercy to people trying to kill him. Having asked twice with no answer and an attempt to escape, he felt no remorse for acting ruthlessly.
If you don't talk, there are still many ways to find out. No big deal, just a different approach.
Hao Jian searched the man's body and pulled out a phone from his pocket. It was unlocked, so he turned it on directly.
A message stood out: "Act tonight. You'll receive double the payment after success!"
Then he looked through the contacts; the most recent call record matched the number from the message. Hao Jian smiled and quietly dialed the number.
......
Meanwhile, inside a large room.
Ye Yiyun was sitting at a table, with two or three others in the room. He poured himself a drink and waited for good news.
After a while, the phone finally rang, a hint of delight flashed across his face, and the others quickly moved closer to him.
The call came so quickly, it seemed the mission was completed.
Heh, let's see you act arrogant now. I'll make you disappear from this world permanently, let's see how you mess with my plans then.
The others also looked on with excitement, waiting for Ye Yiyun to answer the call.
Ye Yiyun picked up the phone himself, but upon answering, he did not get the news he expected.
"Hello there!" said Hao Jian.
Ye Yiyun was so shocked he almost dropped the phone. How could this be? Wasn't the mission supposed to be completed to take him out? How was it his voice on the line?
Ye Yiyun didn't speak, so the voice on the other end continued.
"You can remain silent, but if you think you can hide your identity, it's not that simple. I know who you are, and since you tried to harm me, expect a return favor!"
With that, the call was abruptly ended, not even giving him a chance to respond.
"Hmph!"
Ye Yiyun tossed the phone onto the table.
He had investigated Hao Jian's identity and knew his name was Hao Jian.
Well, Hao Jian, don't think you're so great just because you took out a few of the people I sent. If I want to deal with you, it's only a matter of minutes. You've angered me now, just wait and see.
At this moment, someone beside Ye Yiyun advised, "Young Master Ye, calm down, he's just a nobody, no need to get angry over him. We underestimated him this time and sent people who were just average, that's why he slipped through the net. Next time, he won't get off so easily!"
Another person chimed in, "Yes, Young Master Ye, Hao Jian is just mediocre. Dealing with him would be easy. This time he escaped, he's just lucky. But the important thing now is tomorrow's grand competition, so don't get angry, take a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's competition. As for Hao Jian, let him enjoy his life for one more day. After the competition, then we'll deal with him!"
The first person continued, "Exactly, the focus should be on the competition. Tomorrow will be a glorious day for you, Young Master Ye, where you'll be renowned throughout the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts World. So don't let such a trivial person disrupt your peace of mind."
As they spoke, Ye Yiyun took a deep breath, suppressing his anger.
"You're right, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with this nobody. For now, let's focus on the grand competition tomorrow!" Ye Yiyun said.
The group stopped talking, and Ye Yiyun then let them leave; they departed accordingly.
Ye Yiyun sat in the room alone, and a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed across his originally calm face.
"Hao Jian, let's see how you're going to die!"
......
Hao Jian silently hung up the phone and threw it on the ground.
He knew who had sent these people after him. It was obvious—he had just had a conflict with someone in the daytime, and then an assassination attempt was made on him at night. Even a fool could guess who it was!
Ye Yiyun!
Seems like a simple character.
At this moment, Hao Jian already had a plan in mind. He found a place to dispose of the three corpses, then simply cleaned up the ground.
Although they all died from having their throats slit, Hao Jian had performed hemostatic treatment after slitting their throats, so there wasn't much blood splatter. After a little cleaning, there was no trace left.
Then Hao Jian lay down on the bed to sleep and quickly fell asleep. Now, it was already very late.
Although asleep, due to years of training and combat, Hao Jian could still sense any movements outside—if someone were to approach, he would immediately sense it.
This kind of skill wouldn't be possible without being steeped in a world of killing, developing such powerful instincts.
He could easily sense the smell of killing intent.
The night passed quickly, and in the early morning light of dawn, Hao Jian opened his eyes.
For him, a short sleep was enough to keep him energetic throughout the day.
Preparing to get up and do some things, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Is Young Master Hao awake?" The voice was Feng Shiyuan's.
Hao Jian got up and opened the door.
Feng Shiyuan came in with a happy demeanor and said to Hao Jian, "There's some movement!"
Hao Jian: "Hmm?"
Feng Shiyuan decided to cut to the chase and said, "Weren't you asking me to investigate Ye Yiyun? There's news that today is the day Ye Yiyun is set to perform in the competition, and it seems like the Moon is also going on stage. Ye Yiyun appears to be preparing for something big. The word outside is that many are flocking to witness Ye Yiyun's charisma in person!"
Hao Jian smiled. If that's the case, he would join the excitement too.
After a quick freshen-up, Hao Jian left the house, with Feng Shiyuan following behind, talking non-stop.
"Speaking of which, Ye Yiyun indeed has quite a reputation. Many people support him, and he seems to have quite a few female fans because of his good-looking face. It's quite peculiar, but he allegedly possesses considerable strength as well."
"Why are you investigating him? You're not thinking of taking action against him, are you? If you are, I advise you to reconsider. Regardless of Ye Yiyun's questionable character similar to that of Su Cheng from Eight Trigrams City, his strength is undeniably strong. Not to mention, he has the backing of Tianwang Fort, a formidable ancient martial arts sect. If you go against Ye Yiyun, you're going against Tianwang Fort, and they won't sit idly by."
"If you really want to act against Ye Yiyun, let's not even discuss if you can handle him, Tianwang Fort will definitely intervene, and the consequences would be unimaginable. When such a huge ancient martial arts sect acts, then..."
Feng Shiyuan was genuinely giving well-intentioned advice. Though he knew Hao Jian was wealthy, his capabilities seemed not as strong. Ye Yiyun, however, was a rising star, groomed by his sect. Could he really compete?
In Feng Shiyuan's mind, Hao Jian was certainly no match for Ye Yiyun. Therefore, he felt that Hao Jian was overestimating himself.
No matter how wealthy, looking at Hao Jian now, it didn't seem like he hired help. If Hao Jian intended to act alone, Ye Yiyun would be out of his league, seeming like a death wish.
So, Feng Shiyuan's persuasion for caution had this in mind as well – for him, losing such a generous patron would mean a significant business loss.
Yet to his surprise, Hao Jian ignored him, walking with a cold demeanor.
Feng Shiyuan intended to hold Hao Jian back to talk, but Hao Jian pulled him aside.
Stunned, Feng Shiyuan quickly regained his composure and followed silently behind Hao Jian.
At this time, even though it was still early for Hao Jian, having many late nights, he used to stay up quite late, enjoying the pleasures of a beauty's company. How could he waste such intoxicating sensations unnecessarily? More sleep means more enjoyment.
But for those attending the ancient martial arts competition, their passion was immense.