Chen Wanning's face turned pale. He recalled the terrifying scene from his youth, and he was even more afraid of Chen Wuliang, who was over a hundred years old but had the appearance of a child.
"Get up, you piece of trash." Chen Wuliang snorted coldly as he saw Chen Wanning's face turn pale with fright.
Chen Wanning stood up tremblingly: "Father, I plan to pass the position of family head to Chen Liang. His father was killed by the eldest brother, and I want to give him an explanation."
“Of course, I originally had high hopes for Zhengye.” Chen Wuliang sighed, his face full of childishness but his words were incredibly mature: “He plans things out before he acts, and thinks things through before he decides.”
“If the Chen family is handed over to him, it will go much further in the future. Now the Xuan Yang Sect is supporting the Chen family with all its strength. The development of the remaining elders’ families is not satisfactory, and some people have already complained.”
"But at this crucial moment, this incident happened to our Chen family, which gave the others an opportunity to suppress me."
"Putting everything else aside, Gao Tairan, who's with me, is constantly causing trouble."
"What should we do then?" Chen Wanning was dumbfounded. Gao Tairan had been injured in his previous fight against Ye Xingchen and was only just beginning to recover.
He didn't understand much about the internal affairs of the Xuan Yang Sect, but he was certain that as long as one was human, one had emotions and desires.
It's normal for there to be disputes, and the Xuan Yang Sect has always been internally divided. Now it seems they're not as impenetrable as they appear.
"Heh, what can we do? Gao Tairan is no match for me." Chen Wuliang sneered, "He's a halfway monk who joined my Xuan Yang Sect. He has no foundation, but his constant backstabbing is really annoying."
"How about we find a way to get him back to the sect?" Chen Wanning asked cautiously.
“Return to the sect? What for?” Chen Wuliang snorted. “He’s getting very close to Elder Qu now, and Qu Bocai and I have always been at odds. If I’m not mistaken, this guy wants to team up with Qu Bocai to deal with me.”
"Now that he's left the mountain gate, there's no reason for him to go back."
Chen Wanning's heart skipped a beat: "Father, are they going to get rid of him?"
“Otherwise what? This kind of menace will cause trouble sooner or later if we leave him alive.” Chen Wuliang paced back and forth in the room. “But it’s not so easy to make him die without leaving a trace.”
“I can find some experts from abroad, but it will take a relatively long time, after all, Gao Tairan is an expert of the second level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm,” Chen Wanning quickly said.
"If we hire someone to kill him, won't it eventually come back to us?" Chen Wuliang gave Chen Wanning a disappointed look.
"Yes, then what does Father mean?" Chen Wanning asked, his face full of questions.
"Hehe, in this world, there's nothing more secretive than using someone else to do your dirty work." Chen Wuliang laughed heartily, his once childish face now filled with cunning.
"Use Ye Xingchen to kill him?" Chen Wanning finally understood. He slapped his thigh and said, "This plan is good, but will Ye Xingchen fall for it? This guy is a cunning old fox."
“Of course he won’t fall for it.” Chen Wuliang sneered: “Although this kid is young, he is cunning and scheming, with eight hundred tricks up his sleeve, more so than any other descendant of the Chen family.”
"Then, how can we use him to kill Gao Tairan?"
"Let me think about it carefully." Chen Wuliang closed his eyes and waved his hand, saying, "You may leave."
Chen Wanning nodded and left.
After I went outside, Wu Li was already waiting for me.
"So? Have you found that bastard yet?"
“We’ve already contacted the eldest son, but he denies that he killed the second son,” Wu Li said. “He said he was planning to do it, but before he could, the second son came to his door to frame him by attempting suicide.”
"The second son committed suicide?" Chen Wanning asked in horror.
“Yes, that’s exactly what the eldest son said.” Wu Li nodded.
"Impossible." Chen Wanning's voice was low: "The second son has no reason to commit suicide. Back then, in order to save his life, he pretended to be crazy and lived the life of a spoiled brat for twenty years. How could he commit suicide for no reason now?"
“We still need to find the eldest son and ask him directly,” Wu Li said. “But the eldest son is refusing to reveal his whereabouts, and we have been searching for him.”
"Find him, find him as quickly as possible," Chen Wanning said coldly.
Chen Zhengyi has indeed not left Yanjing yet; he is with a mistress.
A bar owner, in her thirties, gave birth to a son for Chen Zhengyi.
She was also the person Chen Zhengyi trusted most. He had been hiding here for the past few days, being taken care of by this woman.
"Change your clothes, I've washed them for you. I also made your favorite dishes. For the past few days, tens of thousands of people have been searching for you like crazy." The woman took off her apron. "Try not to go out unless necessary."
"Yunzhu." Chen Zhengyi reached out and put his arm around the woman's waist. "Now that I've become like this, don't you dislike me at all?"
"What do you have to complain about?" Yunzhu said softly, "I am your woman, and no matter what you become, that fact will not change."
"I, Chen Zhengyi, was quite a figure back in the day, haha, but I never imagined I'd be framed by my own brother." Chen Zhengyi gave a bitter laugh: "What difference is there between me and a stray dog now?"
"Second brother, you're truly ruthless. To seize the throne, you didn't hesitate to use your own life to frame me. How cruel, how heartless..."
"You go first, eat something," Yunzhu said.
"I don't want to eat anything right now," Chen Zhengyi shook his head.
"So what do you want to do?" Yunzhu tossed her hair, exuding charm.
"Eat you..." Chen Zhengyi picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
After all that fuss, Chen Zhengyi lit a cigarette, while Yunzhu, wrapped in a blanket, revealed her exquisite figure beneath. She was breathing slightly, her eyes vacant as she stared at the ceiling.
"Where's my son? I haven't seen him in the past few days." Chen Zhengyi asked.
"Son?" Yunzhu smiled: "He was sent abroad many years ago."
"That's good, let's arrange everything for him as soon as possible." Chen Zhengyi nodded in agreement: "He should be eight years old this year, right?"
“Yes.” Yunzhu didn’t look at Chen Zhengyi, but looked out the window. She said quietly, “If he were here, he would be 8 years old.”
"I really want to see him," Chen Zhengyi said to himself. "When I have the chance in the future, I want to recognize him."
"No need, there's no chance anymore." Yunzhu shook her head.
"What do you mean?" Chen Zhengyi frowned.
“He went abroad for medical treatment. He was diagnosed with a terminal illness two years ago.” Yunzhu’s tone was calm, as if she were talking about something unrelated to herself: “He was kept alive abroad for a year, but he still passed away in the end.”
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