Sang Huaiyuan and his group's journey was coming to an end; only one day remained. After the farewell banquet, they would embark on their return journey.

But I never expected to hear such explosive news before I went back.

"This Ye Yuanhao must have been infected with AIDS a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have died so quickly. The Ye family has finally gotten their just deserts!" Sang Huaiyuan said with emotion.

Lu Mo was very puzzled. He had seen Ye Yuanhao before, and he was full of energy and had a ruddy complexion. He didn't look like a late-stage AIDS patient at all. He had some common sense. Ye Yuanhao didn't have any of the symptoms of a late-stage AIDS patient.

In his view, Ye Yuanhao was perfectly healthy at the time and certainly not a terminally ill patient. Yet, from the onset of the disease to his death, it was less than a month, and Ye Yuanhao died so tragically, his entire body rotting away.

He really couldn't understand it.

"Tang Yufen's methods are indeed quite good. She was able to turn a crisis into a victory. Although this woman is despicable, there are still things we can learn from her."

The newspaper also reported on Tang Yufen's press conference. Sang Huaiyuan admired her greatly. Even though he disliked this old hag, he had to admit that Tang Yufen was a formidable opponent.

Lu Moshen agreed. Tang Yufen was no ordinary person; she was able to establish Fenmei Company and gain a foothold in Hong Kong.

But the stronger the opponent, the more challenging it is. Lu Mo is looking forward to his future showdown with Tang Yufen.

The business world is like a battlefield, and he will definitely go all out and show the ruthlessness he displays when carrying out missions!

"Tang Yufen should be going back to Pingjiang, and we might even run into her," Lu Mo guessed.

This old hag played the victim in front of the public, showing the full extent of her pain at losing her beloved grandson. Next, she will naturally go to Pingjiang to take her grandson home, otherwise how can she convince the public?

Sang Huaiyuan smiled slightly, "I'm really looking forward to it."

Pingjiang

Ye Yuanhao's body lay quietly in the icehouse, his face still showing surprise and resentment, but he was frozen stiff. Yuwen Feng and the middle-aged man stood there, motionless.

Yuwen Feng also saw the news of Ye Yuanhao's death in the newspaper. He was really surprised. His master had said that Ye Yuanhao's illness could be cured, so how could he have died so suddenly?

The middle-aged man found it even more hard to believe. He had checked Ye Yuanhao's pulse that day and found him to be quite vigorous. Even without treatment, Ye Yuanhao could have lasted for two months. How could he have died so soon after being separated from them?

It couldn't possibly be a viral outbreak. The middle-aged man suspected that someone had secretly killed Ye Yuanhao, which was why he had Yuwen Feng bring him to see Ye Yuanhao's body. He needed to find out the truth.

The middle-aged man's surname was Yin, and his given name was Yin Yu. He was Zhu Zi's senior martial uncle and also his father Zhu Fan's biggest rival back then. After Zhu Fan's death, Yin Yu became the leader of the Hidden Branch.

Yin Yu devoted himself to the art of poisons and became extremely proficient in the art. His greatest wish was to find the treasure of the direct lineage and realize his ambition to dominate the world.

Unfortunately, Yin Yu has yet to find that treasure.

but--

Yin Yu reached out and touched Ye Yuanhao's corpse. His expression changed slightly, and he revealed a look of joy. His feeling was indeed correct. That day in the hotel lobby, the treasure had appeared.

Ye Yuanhao's body still possessed spiritual energy, which was exactly the treasure Yin Yu had been searching for. He didn't know exactly what the treasure was, only that it possessed spiritual energy and could take human form.

Now the spiritual energy has finally found a source.

Yin Yu, who rarely showed his emotions, couldn't contain his joy and laughed. Yuwen Feng, seeing this, asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

Yin Yu shook his head. Only he knew about the treasure; he couldn't tell anyone, not even his apprentice.