Chapter 153: Success?
“Perfection!” Jiang Lixuan’s pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively reached out to grab the bloody worm.
However, it was too fast. Jiang Lixuan only grabbed a handful of air. Feng Congqian quickly pulled Nan Yuanman behind himself and protected her with his body.
At the critical moment, Nan Yuanman’s small shoulder bag moved. The small coffin flew behind Feng Congqian, lifted the coffin board, and swallowed the bloody worm that shot over in one gulp.
After swallowing the bloody worm, the small coffin let out a human-like burp. Another crack on the coffin board was repaired.
“Xiao Hong!” Seeing the small coffin slowly fly back, Nan Yuanman hurriedly grabbed it and inspected it carefully, only relaxing with a big sigh of relief after confirming it was fine: “You scared me to death.”
Feng Congqian turned around and kicked Jiang Lixuan, who was still shaken and had just let out a big sigh of relief, with a dark face.
Caught off guard, Jiang Lixuan was kicked to the ground. Before he could recover, Feng Congqian strode forward, grabbed his collar, lifted him up entirely, and said with a terribly gloomy face: “Speak! Who told you to come harm Perfection?!”
Jiang Lixuan’s face turned pale from pain. He instinctively looked at Nan Yuanman and hurriedly explained: “I didn’t! Perfection, I don’t know what happened! I absolutely have no intention of harming you! Believe me!”
“Hah! Do you even believe that yourself? I saw it clearly just now—that red worm came out of the thermos you brought!” Feng Congqian sneered coldly.
If Jiang Lixuan had handed her the thermos first thing instead of apologizing when he came to find Perfection…
Feng Congqian didn’t even dare to think about what would have happened to Perfection now.
The Jiang family members were truly ruthless and venomous!
“I…” Jiang Lixuan wanted to explain, but the scene of Jiang Tianzong insisting he bring the rock sugar stewed pear flashed through his mind today. The blood color on his lips instantly vanished completely, his throat felt blocked by a large stone, and he couldn’t say a word.
“Looks like you’ve remembered something.” Feng Congqian took in his expression and a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he let go of Jiang Lixuan’s collar.
Jiang Lixuan slumped to the ground like a piece of rotten meat, murmuring in disbelief: “But… how could this be? How dare he harm Perfection?”
He was Perfection’s own grandfather!
But when Jiang Lixuan recalled the reason Jiang Tianzong brought Nan Yuanman back to the Jiang family, he felt there was nothing he wouldn’t do.
Jiang Lixuan looked up at Nan Yuanman in a daze. She held the small coffin with a vigilant look on her face.
He was stung by the vigilance on Nan Yuanman’s face. His mouth opened and closed, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke: “It was… Jiang Tianzong.”
“Perfection, you must be careful of Jiang Tianzong. He secretly got to know a master, and bringing you back to the Jiang family was also that master’s idea.”
“From some information he revealed before, I only know that master is very powerful, but I don’t know what intentions he has toward you. In any case… be careful.”
As Jiang Lixuan spoke, he lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at Nan Yuanman: “And the previous matter… your mother’s matter… I’m sorry, I was stupid and trusted outsiders too easily.”
“Really… I’m sorry, I regret it.”
He regretted not listening properly to Bai Wenyin’s explanation back then, and regretted not treating Nan Yuanman well when he went to pick her up initially.
After speaking, he had no face left to stay in front of Nan Yuanman. He picked up the now-empty thermos and staggered away.
He was going to find Jiang Tianzong and ask him why he was so cruel to Nan Yuanman—wasn’t she his own granddaughter?
Did he have to destroy the entire Jiang family to be happy?
Nan Yuanman’s mind was not on the regretful words Jiang Lixuan said later at all. She looked up at Feng Congqian, her steamed bun face unusually serious: “Uncle Feng, can you send someone to the Jiang family to look for that so-called master? I suspect that master is a big bad guy!”
“Sure.” Feng Congqian called Feng Xingchi, who quickly brought people to the Jiang family villa and turned it upside down before the Jiang family person in charge returned.
Butler Li was immediately controlled by the bodyguards, with no chance to tip off Jiang Tianzong and the others.
After searching the Jiang family villa, Feng Xingchi found no trace of the master his little sister mentioned. He grabbed a servant at random and asked: “Besides here, where else does the Jiang family have property?”
Qiu Shi nervously stammered: “I-I don’t know, but I-I…”
She carefully glanced in Butler Li’s direction and lowered her voice: “Before the New Year, I heard the old master say he was bringing the young master and them back to the Jiang family old house for ancestral worship. Maybe someone is staying there…”
Feng Xingchi raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn’t expected this minor wealthy family, the Jiang family, to still have an old house.
“Let’s go, first check where the Jiang family old house is and bring more people.” Feng Xingchi waved his hand and left with the bodyguards.
The Jiang family servants had naturally seen today’s live broadcast and said nothing about Qiu Shi leaking information. After Feng Xingchi left, they all went to Butler Li to resign.
Qiu Shi was one of them. She had wanted to stay in the Jiang family before because her lifesaver Nan Yuanman was there, but she didn’t expect the Jiang family to be a den of demons, treating Nan Yuanman poorly.
Now that Nan Yuanman was gone, she naturally had to leave too.
Butler Li seemed to have aged several years. He sighed heavily, didn’t make things difficult for them, settled their subsequent salaries, and let them go.
Qiu Shi couldn’t bear it and couldn’t help saying before leaving: “Butler Li, the Jiang family is not a good place. You’re getting on in years now—retire and rest early.”
Butler Li was quite good to these servants, though a bit strict, but he fought for their annual benefits every year.
“Let me think about it.” Butler Li was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly.
In just half a day, the originally bustling Jiang family became exceptionally deserted. All the servants resigned, leaving only Butler Li to guard the house.
At the same time, in the Jiang family old house, a muffled sound came from that remote room.
An old man sitting cross-legged in front of the incense table, shirtless with a gaunt figure, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze fell on the shattered jar in front of him.
The clay doll made of mud inside the jar had already shattered into pieces.
“Failed again… Looks like that fool Jiang Tianzong can’t be relied on.” The old man looked thoughtfully at the shattered clay doll and slowly stood up. The totem on his body moved weirdly with his actions.
He knelt in front of the jar, and when he reached out to pick up the broken clay doll, he seemed to sense something. His rough fingers quickly calculated, and his face grew increasingly ugly: “Qian above Xun below, Heaven Wind Encounter…”
That waste Jiang Tianzong—not only failed, but even exposed him!
He couldn’t stay in this place any longer.
The old man decisively packed up the important things in the room, opened the window, jumped out, and quickly ran into the dense mountain forest behind the mountain, disappearing from sight.
He had just left when Feng Xingchi arrived at the Jiang family old house with his men.
At the same time, Jiang Tianzong, who had slowly woken up in the hospital, received a message from his subordinate left at the old house: “What did you say?! The Feng family members found the old house?!”
Could it be… that Jiang Lixuan successfully got Nan Yuanman to drink the stuff?!
