At this juncture, whoever made a move would gain the advantage.
Chu Chen pondered for a moment and said, "This matter, allow me to consider it."
Yan Jun thought to himself, Chu Chen was truly greedy. They were both ancient foxes, why play coy like in *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*?
"Chu Chen, if you're too afraid, then I'll find someone else. I'm in a hurry and don't have time to wait for you."
Yan Jun turned around decisively, as if he was in a rush and couldn't wait another moment.
Chu Chen stepped forward and blocked Yan Jun's path.
"Yan Jun, you and I have both been in this Underworld for many years. Why are you so impatient?"
"With our friendship, how could I possibly stand by and do nothing if you're in trouble? This matter, I'll take care of it, brother."
"But before that, I need to understand the situation of your Underworld and the circumstances of that rebel. Know yourself and your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles."
"Once that rebel is dealt with, everything else will be easy."
What Chu Chen said was reasonable.
At this moment, Yan Jun detested Yan Jue with all his heart. He had actually openly sent troops to encircle and suppress him.
With past grievances and new hatred combined, as long as Yan Jue could be destroyed, he didn't care about any conditions.
"The rebel is called Yan Jue. Upon arriving at the Yama Great Hell, he injured the ghost envoys and refused to be reincarnated."
"In short, he's quite formidable."
Chu Chen heard this and secretly rolled his eyes.
Yan Jun, one of the Ten Yama Kings, was actually in such a sorry state because of a rebel.
And he had the audacity to boast about how formidable the rebel was in front of him.
It seemed Yan Jun was truly useless.
As long as he solved that rebel, Yan Jun would be insignificant. At that time, Yama Great Hell would be his first conquered territory.
Thinking of this, Chu Chen smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Yan Jun, rest assured, I will definitely capture the rebel. During this time, you can stay here peacefully and await my good news."
"Alright."
Yan Jun did not refuse and settled down in King Chu's Burning Hall.
Letting Chu Chen fight Yan Jue to the death, he could then reap the benefits. This was easier than fighting Yan Jue himself.
If one Chu Chen wasn't enough, there were eight more. He didn't believe that with so many forces, they still couldn't destroy Yan Jue.
...
Tang Xiaomin brought Yan Jue home for dinner and personally cooked.
In the living room, Zhang Meiyu and the three of them, Tang Yu, looked at Yan Jue with strange expressions.
They thought, why is he here again?
What was even more frustrating was that every time Yan Jue came, Tang Xiaomin would cook.
And they, her own family, had to benefit from Yan Jue's presence to get to eat Tang Xiaomin's delicious food.
No one in the living room spoke.
Tang Xiaomin called out, "The meal is ready, come and help quickly."
Instantly, Tang Yu, Tang Ye, and Yan Jue all stood up.
In unison, they said, "Coming."
The scene was too grand. Just as Tang Yu and Tang Ye were hesitating and looking at Yan Jue, Yan Jue had already taken a step ahead and walked towards the kitchen.
He swaggered as if he were in his own home.
Yan Jue busied himself in the kitchen, helping Tang Xiaomin.
Laughter could be heard from time to time.
Although they weren't married yet, their interaction resembled that of a newlywed couple, sweet and affectionate. And no one doubted their feelings for each other.
Seeing this, Tang Yu thought of himself. He was almost thirty and it was time to get married.
But he had no salary, and he didn't have the car, house, or money required for marriage. Currently, he was living off Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Ye, on the other hand, couldn't stand the sweet scene.
"Tch, besides his money, what's so good about him? I really don't know what Xiaomin sees in him. And she even brings him home, how many times has this been?"
His words dripped with a sour tone.
Zhang Meiyu shook her head helplessly, "No matter what Yan Jue is like, as long as Xiaomin likes him, and he treats Xiaomin well, that's enough. I think he treats Xiaomin very well."
It's said that a mother-in-law's affection for her son-in-law grows with time. Zhang Meiyu was a prime example.
Tang Ye couldn't help but remind her.
"Mom, have you forgotten what that guy did to us, driving us out of the suburbs last time? Although Xiaomin didn't say it explicitly, we're not stupid. We all know what happened."
Zhang Meiyu gave Tang Ye a glare, "Tang Ye, don't say things that will affect our harmony in the future. You'll only make Xiaomin feel awkward."
Tang Ye was speechless. Why did everyone in this family like Yan Jue so much?
His own family status, as a blood relative, was actually less important than Yan Jue, an outsider.
During dinner, Tang Xiaomin picked up a chicken drumstick, intending to give it to Yan Jue.
She suddenly thought of Zhang Meiyu. She had been quite sad lately because of Tang Xu, so she gave it to her first.
Only then did she pick up another one for Yan Jue.
This scene made Tang Ye extremely jealous. He wanted one too.
He looked at Tang Xiaomin with longing eyes, but Tang Xiaomin lowered her head and focused on her rice, showing no intention of giving him a chicken drumstick.
He felt like he was unwanted.
Tang Yu suddenly spoke.
"Xiaomin, I want to discuss something with you."
"What is it?"
What he was about to say would go back on his word, but at this point, Tang Yu couldn't afford to care.
"Xiaomin, I want to marry Nana."
Tang Xiaomin was not surprised. Wang Na frequently visiting Tang Shi was something her informants at Tang Shi had already told her.
"You need money, right?" Tang Xiaomin said calmly.
Tang Yu's face instantly fell.
They had previously agreed that he would work at Tang Shi, and Tang Xiaomin would provide him with food and lodging. He wouldn't have a salary.
Now, suddenly saying this meant he was breaking his promise.
To ease the awkwardness, Zhang Meiyu said, "Tang Yu, Mom has money. How much do you need for your wedding? Mom will give it to you. Don't be shy about asking. As an elder, it's only right to support the young ones. As long as you're happy."
When it came to her children's weddings, Zhang Meiyu's principles were very high.
Despite her words, Tang Yu still felt embarrassed to take his mother's money.
Before, he had emptied out the entire Tang family to save his life.
His mother's twenty million was the money left after selling the villa. That was her retirement fund. How could he still bear to rely on his parents?
"Mom, if I have to use your money, I'd rather not get married," Tang Yu said.
"What are you saying? When you get married and have children, they'll call me Grandma. You're not getting married for a little bit of money, isn't that absurd? Besides, our family isn't so poor that we can't afford a wedding." Zhang Meiyu said.
Tang Yu's mood was complicated. He found an excuse to end the conversation.
"Tang Xu just passed away. My marriage can wait a couple more years."
Because of Tang Xu, no one continued the topic.
It wasn't until after dinner that Tang Xiaomin escorted Yan Jue out.
Since finding Yan Jue again, Tang Xiaomin had been inseparable from him whenever she had time.
Yan Jue's car was parked outside the villa.
As they walked to the car, he didn't want to leave at all.
He looked at her and said meaningfully,
"I'm leaving."
His face was full of expectation, waiting for Tang Xiaomin's move.
Tang Xiaomin looked left and right.
Confirming that no one was around
...