The silver spatial prison tightened rapidly as Fu Jingheng withdrew his hand, until it disappeared completely.
The last thing Qin Sheng saw was Lu Heng's face, a mixture of disbelief, pain, and relief. The next moment, a flash of silver light appeared, and he vanished without a trace.
Qin Sheng's fingertips twitched slightly. She turned to look at the man beside her and reminded him, "In a society governed by law, you can't kill people."
Fu Jingheng looked back at her, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Then first of all, the other person has to be a person."
“He…” Images of the stark white bones, floating organs, and various chilling scenes he had seen in the Lu family’s secret chamber flashed through his mind, and his expression grew cold. “He’s nothing but a hypocrite.”
Qin Sheng: ...That makes so much sense.
Without saying anything more, the two left the teahouse together.
The moment the two figures disappeared, the entire three-story teahouse collapsed under a flash of lightning, and no one survived.
This incident caused a stir on a small scale.
However, after it was discovered that all the victims were "nameless" individuals who had undergone special training and had no identification information as normal people, the authorities quickly suppressed the matter.
The investigation was conducted only in secret.
In the end, of course, nothing came of it.
But that's a story for another time.
Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng had just returned to the Fu family home when they first checked on the old man's condition.
The person was still unconscious, but it was no longer the deathly coma of before. Their pale face had regained some color, making it clear that they were probably just asleep.
Qin Sheng stopped staying in the room and only asked Bian Su to check the old man's pulse every hour and give him acupuncture every six hours. After that, they could only wait until the old man woke up.
Old Master Fu is almost seventy years old. His health wasn't very good to begin with, and although he barely survived this ordeal, his constitution has been severely damaged.
How powerful is it?
In the simplest terms, as long as he is well cared for, given the Fu family's resources and the old man's mindset, living another twenty or thirty years is not a problem.
But after this, he will only have five to eight years left to live, and his body will be particularly weak. If he is not careful, even a headache or fever could endanger his life.
"I will be staying at the Fu family's house for a while to help Grandpa Fu take care of his health, but we'll have to see how effective it is. I'll write out a prescription in a bit, and you can start preparing according to it, Brother Fu."
Fu Jingyuan nodded in agreement, but his brows were furrowed tightly: "About the Lu family..."
"I'll handle things with the Lu and Jiang families. You just need to take care of the family and the company, brother," Fu Jingheng interrupted calmly.
Fu Jingyuan paused for a moment, glanced at him again, but in the end said nothing, only nodded in agreement.
To Fu Jingyuan's surprise, the shockwaves from this incident were far greater than he had imagined, and Fu Jingheng's handling of the situation was far more ruthless than he had anticipated.
Just as Qin Sheng and his companion returned to the Fu family, a news report about "Fu Zhuoyuan, the patriarch of the Fu family, the number one family in Tiandu, suddenly fell into a coma and passed away at 10:32 this morning after all rescue efforts failed" suddenly swept across the internet like wildfire.
It caused a huge uproar online and unsettled many people.
That same afternoon, a large number of Qin and Fu stocks flooded the market, causing a huge impact on the stock prices of both companies within just one day.
This action, this move, this coincidence in timing—anyone with eyes can see it clearly: someone is maliciously targeting the Qin and Fu families.
Moreover, the opponent is quite strong.
What a great show of intense competition!
I wonder if these small fry can take advantage of this mess to make a profit?
Countless powerful forces in the capital were eager to make their move, closely watching this grand spectacle.
Some who were not calm enough, or who had colluded with Lu Heng earlier, took this opportunity to withdraw their investment from the cooperative projects with the Fu and Qin families, resulting in a significant funding gap between the two families.
This is like adding insult to injury.
While everyone was waiting to see how the Qin and Fu families would respond to this massive targeting, both families remained silent and made no move.
It subtly gives people the illusion that there is no way to reverse the situation.
So those who were initially able to sit still immediately became restless, fearing that if they were a step too late, they would miss this great opportunity to share the pie.
They immediately entered the fray, grabbing projects, poaching talent, and negotiating terms.
Basically, they'll go wherever there's profit to be made.
In an instant, the entire city was plunged into chaos.
The chaos was so great that even Xuan Yuan Zhenhua, who lived deep within the No. 1 compound, heard the news and couldn't help but want to take action.
But then I thought better of it and held back.
"Forget it, that girl isn't someone to be trifled with. Who knows what big thing she's planning while she's keeping quiet right now? I'd better not interfere." Xuan Yuan Zhenhua said, shaking his head as he sat back in his recliner.
Uncle Zhang had already been transferred back to his side and was standing nearby. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but smile: "I think you don't want to help, but rather you're worried about the young lady, right?"
Xuanyuan Zhenhua instantly transformed into a tiger whose rear had been touched, sitting up abruptly and snorting, "Who cares about her? I listen to music, play chess, and watch the news every day. My life isn't too leisurely. Why would I care about her for no reason?!"
Uncle Zhang was used to his stubbornness, so he quickly tried to appease him, saying, "I misspoke. I meant to say that Miss called this morning and said she hadn't been over in a long time. She asked when would be a convenient time for you to come and see you."
Xuanyuan Zhenhua suddenly turned his head: "She called. When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?"
The movement was so swift that Uncle Zhang was worried he might twist his own head off.
I found it funny, but of course I didn't dare show it. I suppressed my laughter and said, "You went out for a walk around nine o'clock this morning. By the time I wanted to talk to you, you had already gone back to your room for a nap, so it's been delayed until now."
Xuanyuan Zhenhua gave him a disapproving look.
However, he didn't say anything more, only cleared his throat to suppress his emotions, and said calmly, "Then tomorrow..."
I was going to say tomorrow, but then I thought, wait a minute.
Tomorrow is Wednesday, and that girl still has to go to school. She can only stay for one meal before she has to leave again.
He immediately changed his mind and said, "Never mind, I don't have much time tomorrow either. How about the weekend? Tell her to come over this weekend."
Uncle Zhang continued to suppress his laughter and agree.
Just as I was about to go out to make a phone call, I suddenly remembered something and stopped in my tracks.
After hesitating for a moment, she turned around and said, "Master, didn't you just mention the Qin family? I remember that when Miss came last time, she seemed to have mentioned that her parents and family wanted to meet you?"
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