Guan Ling, who was captured alive, couldn't figure out how Mu Achen knew about it, no matter how hard he tried.
At first, he thought that as long as he didn't admit it, Mu Achen wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Unexpectedly, the future Miao king refused to provide him with any evidence.
He never expected that the Miao people would cut down trees so readily, without any hesitation.
Little did he know that he had already incurred the wrath of the masses.
To murder Mu Achen is tantamount to declaring war on the entire Miao people of eastern Guizhou. Even if Guan Ling were not in Miao territory, the Miao people would still find a way to get rid of him.
However--
Just when Guan Ling thought Mu Achen was going to get rid of him, Mu Achen actually signaled the Miao people to let him go.
"Mu Chen, you are lawless, you are outrageous!" Guan Ling roared desperately.
"Is he lawless?"
Mu Achen's voice remained indifferent as he stepped forward and slapped Guan Ling's face. "You really think you've covered your tracks perfectly?"
"Do you think we don't know about your overseas sales network?"
"Or are you saying that you secretly bribed me, using your sister Guan Yue to get close to my wife, hoping to gain more benefits, and we didn't know?"
"Guan Ling, Guan Ling, I had a pretty good impression of you at first! But you—you just kept going further and further down the path of courting death."
"Do you really think it's so easy to break into the Miao people?"
"To tell you the truth, the reason we didn't touch you at first was because we wanted you to come to Miao territory on your own."
Hearing these words, Guan Ling, clutching her still bleeding wound, glared at Mu Achen and gritted her teeth, saying, "It was you, you lured me here?"
"Otherwise what? I'm so busy. If I didn't want to kill you, would I have time to play cat and mouse with you?"
"You, surnamed Mu—"
If Guan Ling still didn't understand at this point, then she would truly be a fool.
But he still couldn't believe it.
So, Mu Achen knew everything all along; I had been presumptuous all along.
The more Guan Ling thought about it, the more she regretted not killing Mu Achen sooner.
But Mu Achen's words didn't end there. He paused and continued, "The foreign Chinese you brought, from Europe, should be discussing preliminary cooperation plans with 'Orange Fruit' company, which is controlled by Mochen Capital, right now, if nothing unexpected happens."
"Next, your Guan family is finished!"
"And you, Guan Ling, will enjoy a wonderful period of time!"
As Mu Achen's voice fell, Guan Ling let out another tearing roar.
At this moment, he had lost his previous composure.
All Guan Ling could see in his eyes was endless anger and gloom.
only--
As he stared madly at Mu Achen, an old witch from Black Wind Village appeared to the side of the Miao men.
On the old witch's weathered face, the veins bulging from the wrinkles seemed to teem with countless worms crawling inside.
As she approached, her bloodshot eyes were fixed on Guan Ling, and her mouth opened and closed, as if she were muttering something.
But there seemed to be something hidden in her eyes, and even her shrunken, cracked lips looked extremely eerie when she smiled.
As the old witch continued her rambling, Guan Ling's expression gradually changed, becoming like that of a living dead, devoid of any emotion.
"Grandma!"
When the old witch appeared, all the Miao men and women of Black Wind Village bowed slightly.
However--
The old witch ignored them completely, and instead came to Ah Chen with a kind smile.
"Miao'er, don't get your hands dirty! Grandma's here, she'll take care of it."
Although Mu Achen is not a Miao man from Black Wind Village, he is indeed the most dazzling star in the Black Miao branch.
The old women will naturally appear to help him solve his problems.
But--
Ah Chen was somewhat unwilling, but he had to say, "Grandma, we can't let him kick the bucket so easily. After Sisters' Day, we have to let him go back! I want him to suffer all kinds of torment and witness the people and things he cares about crumble little by little."
“Since Miao’er has spoken, the old witch will naturally listen to Miao’er!”
The old woman patted Ah Chen's hand, then turned and left.
As the old witch left, Guan Ling actually followed her, seemingly—
Guan Ling was mesmerized by something, and as he turned around, the bleeding from the cut on his back had miraculously stopped, but—
On the wound, many milky-white worms were wriggling.
Its appearance was ferocious and terrifying.
Secret technique!!
The secret techniques of top old witches!
Now, Guan Ling is finished.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a walking corpse, and he would end his life in extremely agonizing pain.
Even if he leaves the Miao village, it won't change his fate.
Because the old witch can control him remotely at any time.
"Ah Chen".
Ah Yin walked over and said, "This Han family man will never have another chance!"
"I'm not satisfied. I really want to beat them up."
“I can do that for you! But hitting or chopping him is nowhere near as satisfying as an old woman’s intervention. The day he’s gone, he’ll be nothing more than a puppet in your hands.”
Why--
Mu Achen sighed softly. He still wanted to give her a good beating and cut her a few times, but his grandmother wouldn't allow it, afraid of dirtying the hands of the future Miao King, Mu Achen.
Afterwards, everyone left the woods chatting and laughing.
By the river, Mu Achen washed his face. Azhuang and the others who were waiting there ran over and said in trembling voices, "Achen, Achen, I saw one of the top witches among the Black Miao people."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't you know? That's one of our Black Miao people!"
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