Add a little soil, and you'll bury him alive.

But he was completely oblivious, sleeping like a log.

"What did you do to him?" Yan Lin asked through gritted teeth.

He never took Yang Sujun seriously.

It was this carelessness that lulled him into a false sense of security, making him completely unaware of the spy harboring the stolen goods among his comrades.

Yang Sujun grinned.

He chuckled and said, "It's nothing. I just gave him a sedative injection. He's fine for now, but if you don't cooperate, I'll just bury him alive."

“What is this? Give it to him,” Xu Manzhi said.

Yan Lin shook his head.

He didn't know what was in the box.

But since Yang Sujun has taken a liking to it, it must be something extraordinary.

Yan Lin gripped the box tightly.

He didn't want to give it up, but he had no choice but to say, "Alright, we'll exchange the goods and the person at the same time."

Yang Sujun smiled and readily agreed.

He only wanted the box; he had no intention of taking Ling Junye's life.

So, the two sides began to move around.

Move it little by little, exchange positions bit by bit.

When Yang Sujun moved to a certain point, he stopped moving and said coldly, "Throw the thing over here. I don't want to hurt anyone. If I were a ruthless killer, I don't know how many people would have died by now."

Yan Lin and Xu Manzhi exchanged a glance. After receiving a look of approval from his wife, he tossed the box and the key over to her.

Once he got the item, Yang Sujun grabbed it with a single roll.

He said quietly, "You should have also received a string of numbers. Doesn't that mean that one must be a descendant of the Xu family to obtain it?"

"You know?" Yan Lin asked, his face dark.

That string of numbers stumped him for a long time. One day, while casually browsing through ancient books, he discovered a pattern in a particularly old book and managed to decipher it.

As soon as Xu Manzhi got close, he started digging without hesitation.

Without any tools, they could only dig through the smelly soil bit by bit with their hands.

Once Ling Junye's entire head was exposed, she took out the silver needles from her waist, wiped her hands, and stimulated several major acupoints on his head, waking him up in no time.

"Ah—" I yawned.

Ling Junye sneezed.

He's going crazy.

I feel so suffocated, I can hardly breathe.

As soon as he moved his head, he saw his sister-in-law's face looming in front of him, which startled him. But when he moved again, he found himself buried in the ground.

"Yang Sujun, you actually lied to me with your sister!"

Ling Junye was in great pain.

She was like a white moonlight in his heart, a ray of light. When it came to her, he was prone to impulsiveness and losing his ability to think...

Yang Sujun has been with him for so many years.

It took a tremendous amount of effort to get him out of the cowshed where he had been sent to the countryside. He never expected that someone who was as close to him as a brother would deceive him.

He felt angry, annoyed, regretful, and a little heartbroken.

Yang Li'e once said, "My brother is a simple-minded person. He has never been good at interacting with people and is very withdrawn. Please don't laugh at him; he will take it to heart."

Mingming's younger sister has always cared for and loved him, and this is how he repays her.

"Hahaha, you guys are really as stupid as pigs," Yang Sujun sneered.

Upon hearing Yang Sujun's words, the three of them all sensed something was amiss.

Could it be that he wasn't the real Yang Sujun at all, and was replaced midway through?

The thought of this possibility made Yan Lin frown: "How did you manage to avoid suspicion at every turn? Were you completely immersed in playing the role?"

How is that possible?

Even the most perfect spy will eventually be exposed.

Any word or action could be a possibility.

Xu Manzhi also shook her head.

From the time I met Yang Sujun until now, his scent has remained the same, as if he had been replaced along the way, unless he was replaced before he returned from the cowshed.

“I don’t believe it. Many years ago, I was close to the Yang family. I met you countless times and talked with you many times. I know you as well as Yan Lin. I don’t believe you have been replaced.” Ling Junye.

"Of course I am indeed Yang Sujun, but I also have another name—"

Yang Sujun held up the crabapple blossom key and scanned it against the light. Seeing the beautiful patterns on it, he felt completely satisfied.

The immense pleasure made him feel an unprecedented sense of expansiveness.

He chuckled and said, "My name is also Xu Jin. I am from the same clan as Xu Manzhi, the eldest grandson of the eldest branch. However, this branch is special. We cannot control the family's lifeline and are only responsible for guarding the Xu family's secret treasures."

He was born for this purpose.

"What?" The three people present were all stunned.

Even Xu Manzhi looked incredulous.

She had never met any members of the Xu family, knew nothing about them, and had never heard of them. All her knowledge and experiences came from the Ye family.

How could such a bizarre thing happen?

Having obtained the black box, Yang Sujun was clearly no longer concerned about anything else.

He didn't care to explain the biggest secret hidden behind the Xu family to them. After all, a bunch of ambitious people wanted to use Xu Manzhi to subdue the Xu family, but all they wanted was this secret treasure.

But once it falls into his hands, no one can take it away.

“My biological father is your eldest uncle, Xu Xiuwen. He has been secretly fathering children with different married women. I don’t even know how many brothers and sisters I don’t know. I am the son of Xu Xiuwen and Yang’s mother. The blood of the Xu family flows in my veins,” Yang Sujun said self-deprecatingly.

This identity has never been exposed.

He didn't learn everything until he was seven or eight years old, from the Ding family.

It turns out that the Ding family are inheritors of the Mohist school and helped the Xu family create a mysterious begonia-shaped box. Only a specially made begonia-shaped iron can open the box; otherwise, the box will start to break down from the inside and destroy itself along with the treasure it protects.

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