Yu Lin and Master Feng also looked at Qin Chuan with shocked expressions.
Could it be that the Family Head is really still alive?
Ding Wei suddenly let out a cold laugh, "You don’t really believe what this kid says, do you? Even Sun Shengshou couldn’t cure the disease, could this kid?"
After speaking, he looked towards Murong Mingyue and said, "Miss, Third Master has already said, you are to take care of secretly cremating the Family Head’s body. Let’s not waste any more time and get moving!"
"Sigh~"
The moment Ding Wei’s voice fell, a sigh suddenly sounded.
"Who is it?"
Ding Wei asked instinctively, his complexion turning pale.
The others also turned their gaze towards the direction from where the sigh came from, only to see Murong Fu, whom Ding Wei had just said was already dead, sitting up from the sickbed.
Murong Fu’s face showed a desolate expression as he said self-mockingly, "I never imagined that I, the Family Head of the Murong Family, would end in an alien place to be cremated after death."
"Grandfather!"
Murong Mingyue could no longer control her emotions. Tears already covering her face, she shouted out loud and rushed into Murong Fu’s arms, bursting into loud sobs.
Murong Fu’s eyes were filled with tenderness as he gently patted his granddaughter’s back, softly comforting, "Don’t cry now. Isn’t Grandfather fine?"
"Fa, fa, Family Head!"
Ding Wei first showed shock, then fear, his body shaking uncontrollably as he stammered, "You, you’re still alive!"
A sharp glint suddenly shot from Murong Fu’s eyes as he said coldly, "You were hoping for my death?"
"No, not at all, how dare I?"
Ding Wei suppressed the fear in his heart, speaking with panic, "The Family Head being alive is something I would be overjoyed about!"
With that, he took out his cellphone to make a call, meanwhile saying, "Third Master thought you were dead and was very sad. I’ll notify him of this great news right now."
"Bang!"
Without waiting for Murong Fu’s order, Yu Lin stepped forward swiftly, snatched Ding Wei’s cellphone, and fiercely smashed it to the ground, staring at him with a murderous gaze.
Ding Wei immediately became furious, "Yu Lin, what are you trying to do? You want to kill me?"
After scolding Yu Lin, he hurried to Murong Fu’s sickbed, speaking with a face full of fear, "Family Head, you don’t know, just now Feng Qiu tried to kill me, and Yu Lin, as your personal bodyguard, just ignored your personal doctor being killed."
"Family Head, you must seek justice for me!"
Watching Ding Wei’s poor performance, Yu Lin and Master Feng both observed with cold eyes.
Murong Fu looked at Ding Wei with a complicated expression and asked, "Old Ding, how many years have you been with me?"
Ding Wei hurriedly replied, "To answer the Family Head, it has been twenty years."
Murong Fu said with a feeling of nostalgia, "To be precise, it is twenty-three years and eight months. I chose you as my personal doctor on New Year’s Day."
At this moment, Murong Fu was very calm, as if reminiscing with Ding Wei.
Ding Wei still hadn’t realized anything, and eagerly nodded, adding to Murong Fu’s story, "Family Head has a good memory! I remember that day, the first big snow of the New Year fell."
Murong Fu sighed, "Time flies like a white steed flashing past a gap. In the blink of an eye, it’s been twenty-three years! Old Ding, tell me, how can twenty-three years of friendship not compare to a bit of immediate gain?"
"Yes, time does fly fast..."
Ding Wei subconsciously started to respond, but then abruptly stopped.
He looked toward Murong Fu with a face full of horror and said, "Family, Family Head, could it be that you’ve misunderstood me?"
Murong Fu’s expression remained calm as he looked at Ding Wei with complexity and said, "Old Ding, you’ve been too hasty."
"Bang!"
Yu Lin stepped forward and kicked Ding Wei to the ground, saying angrily, "You bastard, do you really think the Family Head is a fool?"
"The matters of your secret alliance with Murong Jing, the Family Head has long known about them. He didn’t speak out before because of old times’ sake."
"But you should never have betrayed the Family Head’s whereabouts. The assassination attempt the Family Head encountered this time almost cost his life, all because of you!"
Ding Wei’s face changed dramatically. Indeed, he had long been in cahoots with Murong Jing, and it was he who had leaked the information this time when coming to Jiangcheng City.
"Family Head, I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake. I beg you to consider the years I’ve helped to ease your illnesses and give me another chance!"
Right then, Ding Wei knelt with both knees on the ground, his face full of fear as he pleaded.
He didn’t attempt any defense. Having followed Murong Fu for twenty-three years, he understood Murong Fu well.
If Yu Lin had said so much, it meant that Murong Fu had indeed known about his secret dealings with Murong Jing long ago.
There was no point in arguing about something with such irrefutable evidence.
He knew that Murong Fu was a person who greatly valued past loyalty. Perhaps by appealing to that loyalty, there might still be a sliver of hope for survival.
"Scoundrel!"
Yu Lin kicked Ding Wei again, his voice filled with anger and gritted teeth. "You almost killed the Family Head, and you still have the face to beg for mercy?"
Mingyue and Master Feng were merely cold observers, wishing someone like him would vanish from this world.
Qin Chuan said nothing, watching quietly. He suddenly became very interested in how Murong Fu would deal with Ding Wei.
Murong Fu’s eyes were filled with reluctance, but he suddenly waved his hand, and Yu Lin finally stopped.
By then, Ding Wei had already been beaten to a bruised and swollen state; it was only because Yu Lin had not struck to kill that Ding Wei wasn’t already a dead body.
"It’s not impossible to spare you a way out."
A sharpness flashed in Murong Fu’s eyes as he said in a deep voice, "As long as you tell me, who else besides Murong Jing did you sell the news of my visit to Jiangcheng City to?"
In an instant, everyone’s gaze fell upon Ding Wei.
Murong Fu had the protection of someone as powerful as Yu Lin by his side. If it hadn’t been for Qin Chuan’s intervention, he would have been dead.
One can imagine how strong the assassination team had been.
Aside from those present during Murong Fu’s outing, the only other person was Lu Yaozong, who had persuaded him to come to Jiangcheng City.
He was close friends with Lu Yaozong, and given Lu Yaozong’s character, he wouldn’t have revealed his whereabouts.
Mingyue, being Murong Fu’s granddaughter, was even less likely to divulge his movements.
Yu Lin was Murong Fu’s personal guard; had he not fought the assassins to the death, Murong Fu might not have been able to cling to that thread of life.
That being the case, Ding Wei was the most likely suspect.
If only Murong Jing was told about Murong Fu’s movements and no one else was informed, then this matter was truly terrifying.
Murong Fu’s eyes bore into Ding Wei. At that moment, he actually became a bit nervous, his eyes reddening slightly.
Gazing at Ding Wei, who was still in shock, he suddenly roared, "Speak!"