However, neither Su Mo nor Yang Xiaoyun had expected that Su Tianyang had disclosed the method of entry to Duan Song.
Nor did they expect that there were quite a few slippery tricks involved here.
Yet these little tricks were actually so naively comical that Duan Song ended up completely taking them for real.
Either Duan Song’s character was such that he was easily deceived,
Or he had been so thoroughly tricked by Su Tianyang since childhood that sometimes he preferred to err on the side of belief rather than disbelief...
However, Su Mo felt that it was probably a combination of both.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have reached such a point.
Without hesitation, he simply said to Yang Xiaoyun:
"Sister Xiao Yun, you stand guard outside."
Yang Xiaoyun nodded in agreement, and Su Mo grabbed the rope and leaped down.
The space below was much smaller than he had imagined.
As soon as Su Mo’s toes touched the ground, he saw a small room built of bricks, with a stone table inside. On the table, there was a box and a lit candle.
The candle was already burning, and right now, Duan Song was standing before the table, hesitating in the candlelight, unsure whether to pick up the box and open it... As if there might also be hidden mechanisms inside it.
After watching for a while, Su Mo grew impatient and couldn’t help but say:
"Shall I help you open it?"
"We must not be careless."
Duan Song responded without turning his head: "Su Tianyang is deceitful by nature, with tactics that are illusory and constantly changing. What seems to be false often conceals the truth; what seems to be true may just be a feint. This box being placed here is too... eh?"
He seemed to be engrossed in his thoughts and didn’t realize that the voice was not from his own mind.
But it came from behind him.
After talking for quite a while, he finally snapped back to reality, whirled around, and his eyes bulged out in surprise:
Su Mo bowed with clasped fists: "Greetings, senior."
Duan Song was still wearing the face of Yang Yizhi, and his appearance seemed to be deteriorating.
At this moment, however, he was frozen in place, unable to move for a while.
After a long time, his eyes flickered with a cold light, and a chill wind seemed to swirl around him...
Su Mo’s mouth twitched: "Senior, please remain calm and stop pretending to be a god."
Upon hearing this word, Duan Song’s shoulders drooped: "Since when have you been secretly spying on me?"
"Since the senior emerged from the coffin."
Su Mo said with a smile, "Senior hid atop the room’s beams and then took advantage of the night to come to Ziyang Escort Agency. Moreover, inside the room, you performed kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times..."
Duan Song hurriedly shouted, so all the embarrassing things he did tonight were seen by Su Mo?
He touched his own face and heaved a sigh of relief; at least while doing those embarrassing things, he was wearing the face of Yang Yizhi.
This gave him some peace of mind, but then another thought struck him as wrong:
"Wait... If you saw it all, why didn’t you come out?
"Why spy on me secretly, stealthily following...
"Aren’t you curious about what is actually going on with me?"
After a moment of thought, Su Mo replied: "On the night at Haoran Academy, when senior took the Seven Days of Breaking the Worldly Ties, I was also spying from outside the window."
"...How are you just like your father?
"Enjoying watching people from behind?
"That’s not right, did you return to Haoran Academy that night?
"Didn’t you have a fallout with Yang Yizhi and leave in a huff?"
Hearing this, Duan Song was dumbstruck, then suddenly came to a realization: "You did it on purpose, didn’t you? You had already sensed that something was amiss with Yang Yizhi’s actions, right?"
Su Mo felt that since the conversation had come to this point, there was no need for surprise to guess the truth.
"Indeed worthy of being Su Tianyang’s son."
Duan Song nodded: "Yang Yizhi played tricks in front of you, but he flaunted too much in front of the Fang Family."
Listening, a light smile crossed Su Mo’s brows, and through the conversation, it was apparent how much Duan Song dreaded Su Tianyang.
Duan Song wanted to ask something else, but Su Mo did not wait for him to speak, already preempting:
"Senior, aren’t you going to open that box?"
Duan Song paused for a moment, then glanced back at the box and at Su Mo, and lightly nodded, "You open it!"
"... Senior, this wouldn’t be an attempt to frame someone, would it?"
Su Mo’s mouth twitched, the intent was all too obvious.
"You and your father, both of you are cunning and sly.
"I’ve suffered at your father’s hands from childhood, not a thousand times then at least eight hundred..."
He paused there: "This is not something to boast about. In short, that man has a habit of scheming from behind the scenes.
"And to deal with such a person, naturally, another cunning person should take action.
"As your father’s son, you are the most suitable person for the task!
"Come on, I dare not open this box, why don’t you give it a try?"
Now that the conversation had come this far, it would be inappropriate for Su Mo to decline.
He could only step forward, gently pressed and shook the box on the stone table.
His brows lightly raised, then he glanced at Duan Song:
"What’s inside this box?"
Duan Song shook his head.
Su Mo didn’t speak, just quietly looked at him.
"... Really, I don’t know."
Seeing the disbelief in Su Mo’s eyes, Duan Song could only say: