Chapter 239: Confrontation with Patriarch Zhang

It wasn't until Patriarch Zhang was exhausted and breathless, with no more energy left to struggle, that Chu Ci finally spoke slowly and leisurely, "Patriarch Zhang, can we have a proper conversation now?"

Patriarch Zhang closed his eyes helplessly, "What do you want from me?"

Chu Ci didn't rush to state his request. Instead, he casually glanced outside the door and asked calmly, "As far as I know, Zhang Tao was personally chosen by your father as the future head of the family."

"I'm really curious. Since they're both sons, why would you rather hand over the Zhang family to that good-for-nothing Zhang Jiang than to Zhang Tao?"

"What kind of hidden story is there?"

When Patriarch Zhang heard this question, he instantly became visibly nervous.

However, he still said stubbornly: "No, I just look down on Zhang Tao."

Seeing Chu Ci and the other man's apparent disbelief, Patriarch Zhang, like a broken jar, shouted, "As Patriarch too, why don't I have the right to choose the successor? I've worked diligently for the family for years, endured many hardships, why can't I make the decision myself?"

Chu Ci rolled his eyes upon hearing this and said with disdain, "You work so hard for the family, and you're not afraid to say that. Tell me the truth, is there something unusual about Zhang Tao's background?"

"No, Zhang Tao is my son," Patriarch Zhang loudly protested. But his overreaction, the more he emphasized it, the more guilty he seemed.

Even Zhang Tao, who had been guarding the door, hadn't expected things to turn out like this. "I'm not the Zhang family's child? Then who am I? Who are my real parents?"

Zhang Tao was filled with shock and confusion, muttering to himself, his emotions instantly out of control, and he was about to rush in regardless of everything.

However, he was stopped by the purple-robed envoy guarding the door. He said sternly, "Continue to listen. Don't act impulsively."

Zhang Tao was naturally unwilling to give in. He struggled hard to break free from the Purple-Robed Envoy's obstruction, and kept shouting, "Let me in! I want to get to the bottom of this!"

However, when he met the purple-robed envoy's eyes full of warnings, he felt the majesty and oppression in the other's eyes. The impulse in his heart was finally suppressed, and he could only stop helplessly.

Even so, the head of the Zhang family, who was already uneasy in the room, was still able to keenly hear the subtle noises coming from outside.

His eyes quickly turned, his gaze fixed on Chu Ci, and he asked in a harsh tone, "What exactly are you trying to achieve by doing this? Is it for the Zhang family's immense wealth? Or do you have some other ulterior motive?"

Chu Ci was completely speechless, his brows furrowed, and he said helplessly, "Why are you so sure that we are after the Zhang family's money?"

"I..." The head of the Zhang family was about to answer, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he didn't know where to start and couldn't utter a word.

For a moment, his face was filled with confusion and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost the ability to think. He fell into a state of confusion and helplessness.

Seeing this, Chu Ci and Fan Jingrui looked at each other and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Chu Ci's voice immediately softened, and he asked earnestly, "Master Zhang, why do you trust that fake 'Zhang Tao' so much?"

"Haven't you ever considered that the other party might have ulterior motives and be after your Zhang family's money? You're so gullible, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to the Zhang family?"

With that special tone and rhythm, the Zhang family head's vigilance has now dropped to the lowest level.

He looked relaxed, waved his hand and said, "No, I am of noble status, so I don't look down on the Zhang family, a mere merchant."

"A noble status? Do you know the other party's identity?" At this time, Chu Ci's voice became ethereal and soft, as if carrying a kind of magic that could bewitch people's hearts, and it passed into the ears of the head of the Zhang family.

Upon hearing this question, Patriarch Zhang struggled for a moment, his face showing a hint of hesitation and entanglement.

Chu Ci immediately soothed him softly, "Master Zhang, there's no need to worry. Just speak to me without worry. I will never harm you. Look, in this situation, being honest might still lead to a satisfactory solution. If you keep hiding things, I'm afraid the situation will spiral out of control and become difficult to resolve."

Under the influence of Chu Ci's soothing words, the head of the Zhang family soon gave up struggling.

"The young master's surname is Li, and his subordinates all call him the Seventh Prince. Please taste it carefully?" The head of the Zhang family lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

Therefore, the other party just said some seemingly true and ambiguous words.

Just make up a random identity, and this person believes it?

He even tried his best to cooperate in a self-righteous manner.

Chu Ci was speechless and didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment.

The purple-robed envoy outside the door also keenly noticed the unusual atmosphere in the room. After a little thought, he simply made a gesture to the people outside, and then took Zhang Tao into the room.

The Purple-Robed Envoy had witnessed Chu Ci's hypnosis technique many times, so he immediately realized that Chu Ci was performing hypnosis at this moment.

At that moment, the Purple-Robed Envoy warned Zhang Tao sternly, "If you want to know your true life story, no matter what you see or hear later, you must not make a sound."

"Otherwise, not only will it ruin everything and make the truth disappear, it might also..."

Before the Purple Envoy could finish his words, Zhang Tao eagerly expressed his resolve, "Don't worry. No matter what happens, I can handle myself and won't cause you any trouble. Even if the sky falls, I'll keep my lips tightly shut and not make a sound."

After confirming that Zhang Tao understood and promised not to act rashly, the purple-robed envoy stood quietly by the side, concentrating on protecting Chu Ci.

Chu Ci had calmed down by now and continued to ask, "Have you met that person's subordinate? Did he leave you any special contact information?"

Patriarch Zhang's eyes were still somewhat glazed as he slowly spoke, "Originally, they wanted to leave a carrier pigeon. But then word got out that the nosy Princess Yixin of Lianzhou was an expert at falconry training. If they were using a carrier pigeon to deliver messages, they wouldn't have left it behind for fear of exposing their whereabouts."

"But he did tell me that if there was anything extremely urgent, I should leave a message at Wang Yapo on West Street."

Chu Ci didn't expect that he was involved in this, and he couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

But why was she accused of being nosy? Wasn't it always trouble that came to her? It was clearly unfair that she was always forced into it, yet she was misunderstood like this.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci was filled with resentment and glared at the purple-robed envoy fiercely.

Afterwards, Chu Ci slowly turned around and continued to ask the Zhang family head, "Who are Zhang Tao's parents?"