"Dad, you’ve finally woken up."
Seeing Nie Yuntian regain consciousness, Nie Wenling imdiately cried out excitedly.
"Dad, how do you feel?"
Nie Wenyu hurriedly asked.
"I’m fine, don’t worry about ."
Nie Yuntian shook his head. His eyes turned toward Ye Luo as he spoke with a slightly pale face, "Ye Luo, you’ve saved our family again. If it weren’t for you this ti, I fear the Nie Family would have been finished."
"Uncle Nie, you don’t have to say that. We are friends after all, this bit of help is nothing. But Uncle Nie, now that Xiang Zuo has been captured, what do you plan to do with him?"
"This wretch, I really was blind."
Talking about Xiang Zuo, Nie Yuntian’s face showed an angry and excited expression, followed by a bout of violent coughing.
"Dad, please don’t get agitated. Your injury is in your lungs, and getting worked up is bad for them."
The sisters Nie Wenyu and Wenling said hastily.
"Uncle, getting angry over such a person isn’t worth it. What do you plan to do, just kill him off?" Ye Luo asked.
"Ah... no matter what, I have raised him for over a decade. There’s affection involved. I will send him to the police station and let him spend the rest of his life in prison," Nie Yuntian said, shaking his head and sighing.
Ye Luo nodded and then said, "Right, Uncle Nie, there’s another matter I need to talk to you about, and I hope it won’t make you upset."
"What’s the matter? Tell ."
"I was worried that Xiang Zuo might resort to so trick, so I had Situ Luoyun co to help. Her condition was to take over all the forces of the Yuntian Gang, and she’s the one who caught Xiang Zuo. We almost got blown up by the bombs he buried if it hadn’t been for her. Now she has taken over all the mbers and forces of the Yuntian Gang," Ye Luo said, his gaze fixed on Nie Yuntian.
After hearing Ye Luo’s words, Nie Yuntian’s expression flickered with complex emotions. There was no excitent in his voice, only a world-weary tone as he spoke,
"That’s also good; I have not managed the Yuntian Gang for a long ti. I had been entrusting it to Xiang Zuo’s managent before, and I have grown tired of the gang affairs. Even if Situ Luoyun hadn’t taken over, I would have decided to disband the Yuntian Gang."
"Now that it’s in the hands of Situ Luoyun, it turns out to be a good thing. Being Zhu Yeqing, a renowned figure in Zhonghai’s underworld, I know she has always coveted Zhonghai’s underground influence. Now that the Yuntian Gang is under her control, it can be considered a smooth favor. In the future, these matters will have nothing to do with ," Nie Yuntian remarked, feeling a sense of letting go of everything.
At the sa ti, in the distant Miaojiang, within a mysterious tribal village,
In an ancient ancestral hall, an old crone with white hair, a face lined with wrinkles, and dressed in ancient Miaojiang attire stood solemnly.
A middle-aged man clad in Miaojiang garnts hurriedly entered, bowing respectfully to the old woman, "Second Elder, the Chief’s life Gu insect has suddenly died."
As these words were uttered, a chilling presence spread throughout the ancestral hall, causing the middle-aged man’s face to tighten and his body to tremble slightly.
"Nie Yuntian, you’re growing bolder by the day!"
A hoarse and weathered voice emitted from the old woman, leaving one feeling a sense of dread.
"Send soone to investigate who did it. If it’s connected to that guy, make them all die from a thousand Gu insects devouring their hearts."
The old crone’s voice was hoarse and deep, as an intangible killing intent spread from her body, seemingly distorting the air around her.
"Yes!"
The middle-aged man nodded and quickly walked out.
"Yu’er, I will make the one who wronged you pay a heavy price."
The cold and hoarse voice, akin to the wailing of a fierce ghost, echoed within the ancestral hall.
In Huaxia, in an extrely cold place, there was a valley resembling a glacier, filled with ice and snowflakes, exuding an intense chill that seed to penetrate to the core.
In this valley, however, lived a large number of people, all won dressed in pure white, perfectly blending in with the snowy landscape. Each one of them emitted a chill, their eyes cold and indifferent as ice, as if even their hearts and blood were cold.
This was the location of Ruthless Valley, a part of the Hidden Sect.
Within a grand building in Ruthless Valley, stood a woman clad in a white silk gown, who looked to be in her twenties, with a beautiful yet cold deanor and a mature aura. She exuded an invisible presence, with an aura that seed unapproachable, deterring anyone from looking directly at her.
Behind this woman stood another woman in white, her hair fashioned in an ancient hairstyle, with a delicate face, respectfully addressing the woman in front of her, "Master, now that the soul tablets of those two disciples have shattered and their life force has extinguished, how should we proceed?"
"Du Huixian broke the thousand-year-old rules of Ruthless Valley and must face its punishnt. She has been free for over a decade; it’s ti to end it. And now that they have killed disciples of Ruthless Valley, they have committed a grave sin."
The woman in the silk gown spoke calmly, yet her voice had a chilling effect.
"Master, what do you plan to do?" asked the woman standing behind her.
"Let Bing Xin handle it."
"Bing Xin?" The woman in white’s eyes narrowed as she said, "Bing Xin has never left the valley. If you send her into the secular world, I fear..."
"The cultivation technique of Ruthless Valley requires the severance of all emotions and desires to achieve greatness. It’s ti for her to undergo trials in the secular world. Only through that can her Ice Spirit Technique reach its full potential."
The woman in the silk gown spoke indifferently, her eyes filled with coldness, flashing a peculiar light.
"Understood," the woman in white nodded her head.
...
In the Zhonghai headquarters of Wang Group, Wang Quan sat in his leather swivel chair with a gloomy expression, an ashtray in front of him filled with nurous cigarette butts. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was sowhat grim.
Standing in front of Wang Quan was Wang Tiancheng, who spoke with a somber tone, "Father, what now? Even the Mu Family can’t decipher the composition of those products. What should we do? It’s only a matter of ti before Luo Jingxuan launches those products, and when that happens, the entire costics industry might suffer a huge blow."
Wang Quan’s eyes were narrowed, sparkling with cold light, as he spit out, "We absolutely cannot let them succeed, or else our collaboration with the Mu Family will be utterly ruined, which would greatly affect our company."
"So, what do we do now?" Wang Tiancheng looked at Wang Quan, seemingly at a loss for what to do.
"If we can’t tamper with the formula, let’s interfere with their raw materials," Wang Quan’s eyes glead with a sharp light.
Wang Tiancheng’s eyes shifted, lighting up as he said, "Father, are you planning to cut off their supply of dicinal materials?"
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