Chapter 242 — A Father-Daughter Heart-to-Heart

"He doesn't belong to any organization. He is a free assassin," Wang Yanqiu said. "He and I have been through a great many things together, so... Dad, you won't oppose us anymore?"

"To be honest, I was against it before. But when I heard that he had even brought old Cha Ce's family business into your hands—he really is a talent," Wang Yu said. "Still, not opposing does not mean approving. Everything depends on your own strength. If, within the allotted time, you have not made the Black Butterfly Assassin Group the world's number one, then you must still come home and be betrothed to the Assassin King's disciple."

Though Wang Yanqiu had not received the answer she wanted, her father's attitude was now as different from before as heaven from earth, which left Wang Fuyan secretly relieved.

"How did he manage it?" Wang Yu did not pursue the previous topic further, but asked this instead.

"I don't know either—I didn't ask in detail. We had just gotten back from carrying out an assignment in Europe," Wang Yanqiu said. "I just wanted to tell you about us. I really do like him... or rather, I love him..."

"Yanyan, are you sure you have fallen in love with him?" Wang Yu was only too eager for Wang Xiaoshuo to fall for Yang Ce.

"I'm sure!"

Wang Yuyan said with certainty.

"All right, then handle it well yourself. I will not express any opinion on it for now," Wang Yu said. "Get some rest early. I am going to call old Cha Ce and ask him what on earth is going on."

"All right." Everything Wang Yanqiu had said was true, so she was not afraid of her father verifying it; in fact, it would be better if he did.

Only after Wang Yanqiu hung up did Yang Ce come over. During the call between father and daughter, Yang Ce had felt it awkward to listen in, so once the call connected he had walked away.

"How did it go? Yanyan?" Yang Yanchuan asked.

"My dad... he didn't say much about us—neither support nor opposition. Anyway, all we have to do is get the assassin group into shape as quickly as possible," Wang Yanqiu said.

"It doesn't matter. We still have time, don't we?" Yang Lanxu did not think it mattered much. In the end, at worst, he could reveal his identity and tell Wang Yanqiu's father that he was the disciple of the Assassin King—that is, the future number one in the world. That way the Black Butterfly Assassin Group would become an organization run by the Assassin King, and thus quite naturally the world's number one.

"Yes, we still have time!" Hearing Yang Juehuan's words, Wang Yanqiu's courage surged. "Worst comes to worst, I'll get pregnant with your child and see what my dad can do about it!"

"He would kill you!" Yang Xutang was greatly alarmed. He had not expected Wang Yanqiu to do something so bold! Never mind Wang Yanqiu's father—any father who heard that his daughter had become pregnant with another man's child out of wedlock and while still at university would go mad. That went double for a great family like Wang Yanqiu's.

"That would be two lives in one—if he can bring himself to do it!" Wang Yanqiu, however, laughed carelessly. "By that time he will have no choice but to accept reality!"

"I suppose you're right." Yang Ce still had a fallback plan anyway, so he was not overly worried at the moment.

"Yes. So let's go put in the effort right now..." As she spoke, Wang Yanqiu wrapped her arms around Yang Juehuan's neck and whispered softly in his ear, her breath as fragrant as orchid.

"Put in effort for what..." Yang Ce was set tingling by Wang Yanqiu, but he still asked.

"Getting pregnant with your child..." Wang Yanqiu blinked.

Wang Yu would naturally not mind such things. Even if Wang Yanqiu did become pregnant with Yang Juehuan's child, Wang Yu would only be all the happier.

Having dialed old Cha Ce's number, Wang Yu waited quietly for the other end to pick up. Though Wang Yu and old Cha Ce were second and third on the assassin rankings, their relations were quite good. Both were based in Europe and both were Chinese, so the two would ordinarily call each other now and then to exchange greetings.

"Butler Zhou? Please put old Mr. Cha Ce on the line. This is Wang Yu," Wang Yu said to the other end of the phone, smoothly and familiarly.

"Is this Mr. Wang of the Butterfly Family? Good day to you. Steward Zhou has retired, and I am the one who has taken over his position. My surname is Zhang." The man on the other end spoke with deference.

"Ah, Steward Zhang. Good day to you." Wang Yu had not expected that Steward Zhou would actually have retired.

"Mr. Wang, one moment please. I have already transferred your call to Mr. Zha Ce's room."

Steward Zhang said.

After a while, the voice of the elder Zha Ce came over the line: "Hello? Is that Songshan Yao?"

"It is," Wang Yu said. "Elder Zha Ce, I hear you are handing your assassin group over to someone else to manage?"

"You have heard about it?" The elder Zha Ce did not find this strange at all. He had long since guessed at the relationship between Wang Yanqiu and the Butterfly Family, so it was no wonder Wang Yu knew of the matter. "Your daughter told you, I suppose?"

"Yes. You know about Yanyan's affairs?" Wang Yu was somewhat surprised that the elder Zha Ce was aware of Wang Yanqiu's business.

"I guessed. It has not been confirmed. The person who came to talk with me did not know Wang Yanqiu's identity, so I did not press him." The elder Zha Ce said, "Still, I recall that your daughter is called Wang Yanqiu."

"That is Yanyan's boyfriend," Wang Yu said. "But I am puzzled—you actually handed your assassin group over to them to manage?"

"Is that so unwise a course?" The elder Zha Ce laughed.

"It is not that, but Yanyan is still only a child. Though she has made something of herself..." Wang Yu got halfway through before the elder Zha Ce cut him off.

"No, no!" The elder Zha Ce waved a hand. "Do you not know? Yanyan's boyfriend, Yang Ce, is the heir of Fang Tian, the King of Assassins?"

"What? You know that too?" Wang Yu was startled, and then he understood—so this was what the elder Zha Ce valued.

"Of course I know. If I did not, how could I entrust my assassin group to him? And this is precisely what I value in him!" The elder Zha Ce said. "I am not as fortunate as you, who found such a fine son-in-law. My own son is a disappointment; he has no mind to come back and inherit the assassin group, so I have no choice but to entrust it to someone else to run. What else could I do?"

No wonder! Wang Yu saw it all clearly now. Only after the elder Zha Ce had learned of Yang Juehuan's origins had he confidently entrusted his assassin group to Yang Juehuan.