If it weren't for all these things happening, their relationship might have continued indefinitely.

Of course, how long they can maintain that depends on their individual abilities.

"Then, Second Young Master, stop beating around the bush. How do you plan to deal with me? We just lost Han Mingrui, and now you want another Han Mingliang to die?"

Since Han Mingliang had already anticipated that Han Mingzhi would come looking for trouble, he had naturally also considered what kind of trouble it would be.

All he possesses are money and his mother, which are of paramount importance to him. As for other things, such as his businesses in other regions, Han Mingzhi certainly hasn't found out yet, otherwise he wouldn't be acting this way now.

Therefore, Han Mingliang felt relatively at ease.

We live in a society governed by law. Even if he is the young master of a large family, even if he becomes the head of the family, he cannot kill people at will.

What's the point of keeping it a mystery? Han Mingzhi didn't want to spell it out, perhaps because he still wanted to pretend to be a good person, or maybe that's just his nature. Han Mingliang didn't want to figure out what was going on in his mind either.

Let's just be upfront about it—we'll break off all pretense sooner or later.

"Don't talk about dying, we're brothers." Han Mingzhi suddenly let go of Han Mingliang's hand and even personally dusted off non-existent dust from Han Mingliang's clothes.

However, even if he puts on a brotherly and respectful demeanor, it's really hard for people to get close to him.

However, Han Mingliang didn't have a particularly good solution. He had already made it clear, but Han Mingzhi was still acting this way, so he could only remain still and see what Han Mingzhi was planning.

"Yinghuo," Han Mingzhi called out, tilting his head slightly.

Then, the tall, thin man emerged from nowhere, waving a fan.

He was still dressed the same way, in a spotless white robe, a fact that defied description. A red sash was tied around his waist, which was quite eye-catching and echoed the ribbon on his fan, adding a touch of warmth to his cold face and demeanor.

But it's only "some".

"I'm entrusting him to you," Han Mingzhi said, patting Han Mingliang on the shoulder.

What does this mean?

Even though Han Mingliang had never met any of the so-called family experts of the Han family, he could still sense something from Yinghuo's completely different temperament from others.

Generally speaking, every family has such a master, but no one would casually bring him along to show off.

On the one hand, these experts enjoy the offerings of their families. Protecting the family is their mission, but it is not something they are obligated to do. Therefore, even the head of the family does not dare to offend these experts easily.

On the other hand, unless there is a particularly strong conflict, everyone they encounter are ordinary people, and they can be easily dealt with by thugs and bodyguards. Experts, on the other hand, need to gather together or train alone.

It's best to avoid bothering them with worldly matters as much as possible.

Han Mingzhi used to be like that, but now, his status and position are about to change, so he needs to do things differently from others and pay attention to certain aspects of the card game to showcase himself.

Over the years, he felt that it had been hard-won to get to this point, and when he could finally do things openly and honestly, he was still very excited and inevitably did some childish things.

For example, having Yinghuo follow him at all times.

The feeling of having a master by your side is a wonderful experience that most people can't understand.

Many people don't know that there's another reason why Han Mingzhi did this.

He worried that someone like Han Mingliang or the Han Mingming siblings might hire someone to assassinate him, or it could be someone from a collateral branch of the Han family.

Power and interests are something to be envious of. Even those who are completely unrelated to the matter might want to get a share. He can't help but consider these things. Having a skilled person by his side always makes him feel more at ease.

Han Mingliang didn't really care what Han Mingzhi was thinking, especially now that he himself was in such a precarious situation.

Under normal circumstances, he might have done some research and then come up with a corresponding solution.

So Han Mingliang tentatively asked, "No, Second Young Master, are you planning to imprison me, or are you going to give me to him to refine pills?"

For some reason, Han Mingliang suddenly remembered that in TV dramas, masters would use living people to refine pills, obtaining energy and so-called spiritual power. Some even directly absorbed people's souls to death, preventing them from ever being reborn, thus cultivating their own evil techniques.

Upon hearing this, Han Mingzhi burst into laughter, as if he had heard some incredible joke. However, Han Mingzhi's expression and demeanor were truly hilarious.

"You're too naive and foolish. What alchemy? There's no such magical thing in the world. But Yinghuo does have some abilities that others don't have. He can get all the truths you don't want to tell! I promise you, as long as you answer, I'll let you go," Han Mingzhi explained.

"Hypnosis?" That was Han Mingliang's first thought.

Unexpectedly, this time Yinghuo took the initiative to speak, but he was extremely sparing with his words.

"No." His voice was clear and cold, like jade shattering in Kunlun, but because it was so brief, it was hard to capture and impossible to enjoy for long.

There is a certain regret that is hard to put into words.

Han Mingzhi added a few more words: "It's not exactly the same as hypnosis, but the effect is much better than hypnosis."

Every large family that raises experts doesn't do so for nothing; they either possess extraordinary martial arts skills or have special abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Yinghuo belongs to the latter category.

Han Mingzhi wouldn't say anything more, as exposing so much wouldn't do him any good.

Han Mingliang still didn't quite understand, but he had just noticed that Han Mingzhi said he wanted to "get the truth from him" and then he could let him go. What did this "truth" refer to? It was obvious that it was the content of his so-called cooperation with Qin Yiheng.

"If the second young master wants to know, I can just say so directly. Why make such a fuss?" Han Mingliang probed, knowing that Han Mingzhi would definitely not agree.

As expected, Han Mingzhi said without hesitation or concern, "I don't trust you."

No matter what Han Mingliang says now, Han Mingzhi will definitely think he is lying, but he trusts Yinghuo, so he wants Yinghuo to question him.

Is it really that magical that it can elicit one's true feelings? This kind of plot doesn't seem much less compelling than alchemy.

Han Mingzhi had just laughed at him for being too silly and naive, and only then did he realize that Han Mingzhi might have been deceived.

Han Mingliang has always maintained a respectful but indifferent attitude towards these so-called experts.