After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life-Chapter 855 - 845: Supply Source

After handling Bi Qingyun’s matter, Bi Xia went straight to Nine Pavilion, sat in the lounge, and looked at the information Ye Xiao brought. Bi Xia slightly raised an eyebrow, "Xu Yushi is mute?"

"You’re surprised too, aren’t you," Ye Xiao plopped onto the sofa on the other side, picked up the water on the table, drank it all with his head tilted, and wiped the water stains from his lips, "After receiving this news, I personally went to the hospital to quietly inquire, and it’s indeed accurate news."

Talking, Ye Xiao touched his chin, "Strange to say, this Xu Yushi had multiple fractures and a neck injury, but during treatment, a problem occurred, somehow hurting her throat. It’s already confirmed to be severely damaged and difficult to repair."

"Now, it’s estimated that Xu Yushi is already on a plane flying to Beijing."

"Hmm?" Meng Chi frowned, "She’s not getting treated?"

"Treat what," Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow gleefully, "The hospital issued a notice that it’s beyond repair. And this is after consulting people, absolutely true!"

"So yeah, what’s the point of staying for treatment; of course, it’s straight back to Beijing," Ye Xiao leaned back, "She’s powerful in Beijing, naturally returning there for ideas."

"Going back to Beijing is even more useless." Bi Xia spoke indifferently, raising his hand to put the teacup he just sipped on the table.

Ye Xiao leaned forward suddenly, looking curiously at Bi Xia, "Why?"

Why? A hint of smile flashed in his starry eyes, because those in Beijing definitely wouldn’t let Xu Yushi receive treatment peacefully.

With a light chuckle, Bi Xia looked at Ye Xiao, "Alright, the matter of Xu Yushi ends here; as for Xu Jiaoren, let it rest for now, it might be useful later."

"Alright!" Ye Xiao snapped his fingers, just about to get up but suddenly paused, then fell back onto the sofa again, "I say, boss, this Xu Yushi is so arrogant, are we really done with her like this?!"

Meng Chi nodded, "That’s right, since she dared to come to Qing City, we must ensure she doesn’t dare to come a second time."

"Looks like you guys secretly did something last night yet couldn’t calm down," Bi Xia glanced at Ye Xiao and Meng Chi, who had unnatural expressions, lightly smiled and shook his head, "Alright, what’s with this look? I’m not blaming you, besides, weren’t you venting for me?"

As he spoke, Bi Xia slowly stood up, "Xu Yushi’s matter is remembered, next time, we’ll return her feud with interest in her beloved Beijing!"

Meng Chi and Ye Xiao glanced at each other and simultaneously nodded, "Good!"

Raising his hand to pick up the gun model on the table as decoration, a flash of cold light passed through his starry eyes, he spoke lightly, "Chi, I remember Yuan Gang had a dedicated weapon supply before."

Meng Chi was first stunned, then nodded, "There was."

"Now, have we taken over it or is it already cut off?"

"We didn’t take over, but it’s not cut off either," Meng Chi thought for a moment, "The other side asked us before if we wanted the weapon supply after knowing Yuan Gang was gone. At that time, we had Dream Drunk providing supplies, so we didn’t agree, but neither did we say it was absolute... However, some days ago, they inquired again."

Ye Xiao blinked, "Boss, do you mean, we won’t use Dream Drunk’s supply anymore?"

"What supply is that," Bi Xia turned around, "The few supplies we got from Dream Drunk weren’t charged a penny, and..."

Thinking of Chu Wu, Bi Xia smiled and shook his head, "Even if Dream Drunk’s boss doesn’t mind, I, Bi Xia, do not like owing people; owing favors, after all, is a burden in front of others."

"So," Bi Xia looked at Meng Chi, "Chi, when they inquire again, agree and set a date, we’ll go look at the goods."

Ye Xiao suddenly understood, "I get it, boss, you’re planning to find a dedicated weapon supplier!"

"Weapon supplier?" Bi Xia repeated, then lightly curled his lips, his starry eyes slightly narrowed, "No weapon supplier, regardless of size, can satisfy Nine Pavilion’s needs, let alone a small intermediary."

"Boss, do you mean..."

Bi Xia smiled slightly, "No rush, take your time."