Yang Kun shouted loudly, "Chu Ge, you’ve actually made a breakthrough to Innate Grandmaster so quickly."
Chu Ge’s priority was not to duel with Yang Kun, but to entangle him with this white fog while he hurried to help Mu Bingtong expel the poison she had inhaled from him.
Otherwise, it would have an indelible impact on Mu Bingtong.
Chu Ge swiftly flew to Mu Bingtong’s side, and although there was now his Spiritual Energy Shield as a barrier, the earlier inhaled white fog, if further delayed, could easily claim her life.
Chu Ge helped Mu Bingtong up from the ground, cut the ropes binding her, and then infused a warm current into her body.
Mu Bingtong’s face was deathly pale, and her thin lips had lost their color. Her brows were tightly furrowed, showing her pain.
The warm current flowed slowly through Mu Bingtong’s body, visibly dissolving all the toxins along the way.
In just tens of seconds, the pain in her body eased, and Mu Bingtong’s frown was not as severe as before.
Seeing Mu Bingtong’s complexion improve, Chu Ge breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at Yang Kun, who was floating in mid-air.
He had tampered with those sharp swords to create an Enchanting Array, and now Yang Kun was trapped within it, unable to escape for the moment.
Without further thought, Chu Ge promptly carried Mu Bingtong and swiftly left the area.
It wasn’t that he was too kind to let Yang Kun go; on the contrary, Yang Kun had a more important purpose for him.
He refused to believe that Yang Kun was collaborating with Nangong Sanli simply to show his dedication to the Sunflower Sect. He suspected that there must be something within the Nangong Family that he wanted, and that item would be given to him as a reward for helping Nangong Sanli seize the position of the family’s patriarch.
Of course, all this was just his speculation; the specifics were probably only known by Yang Kun and Nangong Sanli themselves.
Speaking of Nangong Sanli, Mr. Nangong had now woken up, and he had witnessed with his own eyes Nangong Sanli’s Poison Hand against him. This time, he should no longer be soft-hearted, right?
At the same time, in front of a private residence belonging to Nangong Sanli, the place was bustling with activity.
Three police cars were parked at the door, along with two luxurious limited-edition imported cars.
Inside the villa, in the main hall, Nangong Sanli sat quietly with his head bowed, his hands lightly clasped together, and a faint self-deprecating smile on his lips, "All the plans I’ve schemed for so many years have still ended in failure."
His tone conveyed a sense of defeat.
Old Master Nangong was furiously glaring at Nangong Sanli, not understanding why, at their age, they were still vying for those illusory honors and riches.
"Sanli, what on earth are you thinking? Why insist on taking this dead-end path?" Old Master Nangong knew it was pointless to ask again, but he really wanted to know why Nangong Sanli hated him so much that he wished for his death.
Nangong Sanli laughed, lifting his gaze with even more weariness in his expression. His gaze somewhat vacant, he looked at Old Master Nangong and said in an ethereal tone, "Why? Haha, you actually have the audacity to ask why?"
Old Master Nangong was puzzled.
Nangong Sanli took a deep breath, "If it hadn’t been for you using despicable tricks back then, causing my performance to be reported as a loss, and even sending someone to muddle my mind, do you think you could have taken the position as the patriarch of the Nangong Family?"
Old Master Nangong was even more confused; he really couldn’t grasp what Nangong Sanli was getting at.
"Sanli, what are you talking about? Our father gave us brothers equal opportunities. It was clearly you who fell for another man’s woman’s scheme in your greed for more profits. How does that have anything to do with me?"
"It has nothing to do with you?" Nangong Sanli scoffed lightly, "Do you dare say that the woman wasn’t brought here by you? Do you dare say all these conspiracies weren’t arranged by you?"
In Nangong Sanli’s mind, he was convinced that everything was orchestrated by Nangong Yinghao, and this obsession had taken firm root in his heart.
Old Master Nangong sighed deeply, finally understanding why Nangong Sanli had repeatedly sought to harm him.
It turned out that such a deep misunderstanding existed between them, a misunderstanding that Nangong Sanli himself had created.
He shook his head slightly, "Enough, enough, Officer, please take him away."
The police complied and took Nangong Sanli away.
Uncle Fu was taking care of him by his side because Old Master Nangong had just woken up, and Uncle Fu was worried about leaving him alone.
After the police took Nangong Sanli away, Uncle Fu couldn’t help but step forward and ask, "Old Master, why didn’t you tell the third master the truth of the matter?"
"Tell him? How do I tell him?"
Old Master Nangong questioned, "Am I supposed to tell him that it was actually the karma of his previous frivolous affairs coming to collect debts, and that all these consequences were the doing of the illegitimate son he trusted and loved the most?"
After all, they were brothers, and he simply could not bear to stab him one more time when he had no roads left to take.
Old Master Nangong sighed softly, "Let’s just let these old stories be sealed away."
Uncle Fu nodded and sighed as well. He seemed to think of something after a moment and asked, "But what about... how should that person be dealt with?"
Old Master Nangong knew who Uncle Fu was referring to; he was talking about Nangong Sanli’s illegitimate son, who was now his most capable assistant, Assistant Shang.
Old Master Nangong snorted lightly, "With his power alone, he can’t stir up the whole Nangong Family."
Uncle Fu was startled and asked, "Do you mean to say that there is a mastermind behind him?"
That was the only explanation.
Old Master Nangong nodded, then gestured with his hand, sighed, and said, "As long as there is a mastermind behind him, he will never stop until he achieves his goal, and the fox will eventually reveal its tail."
Uncle Fu truly couldn’t understand why they were targeting the Nangong Family .
Suddenly, as if something dawned on him, Uncle Fu looked at Old Master Nangong somewhat in panic, then looked around cautiously a few times, making sure no one was there, before asking in a hushed and secretive manner, "Could they be aiming for..."
Old Master Nangong felt a cold shiver run down his spine, and he swiftly turned his eyes to give Uncle Fu a glare, which immediately silenced him.
That matter had always been a taboo for the Nangong Family, something that no one dared to bring up.
Uncle Fu internally regretted his hastiness.
"Alright, don’t ever bring this matter up again, understood?"
Uncle Fu nodded repeatedly in agreement.
The news of Nangong Sanli being taken away by the police quickly spread throughout Beijing; major news outlets and newspapers published the story promptly.
Inside the Gambling Stone Field, Lin Zhao was busy at work when suddenly, he froze as he looked at the scenes broadcasting on the screen mounted on the wall...