Published: March 8, 2025
Chapter 83: Crisis!
After hearing Chu Feilong's words, Ye Wubo furrowed his brows tightly, his face almost freezing with anger.
"Chu Feilong, you’re not joking with me, are you?" Ye Wubo's eyes glinted with a sinister light as he stared at Chu Feilong, "Are you saying... a kid who hasn’t returned home for eighteen years, who has no roots in the family, and is a废人 whose cultivation has been ruined, has actually become the biggest obstacle in your plan? Do you think I’m a fool?"
Chu Feilong sighed deeply, feeling helpless, "I know Thirteenth Master doesn’t believe me, but... the facts are as such."
Ye Wubo’s brows remained tightly knit, the ghostly flames in his eyes flickering unpredictably. After a while, he finally spoke, "That kid... is your nephew? Named Chu Yang?"
Chu Feilong nodded, "This kid is really... slippery, and he’s ruthless, merciless, and doesn’t recognize anyone!"
Ye Wubo let out a chilling laugh, "Eighteen years drifting outside, not recognizing kin... that’s normal. I find such people quite pleasing!"
Chu Feilong forced a bitter smile.
"What about his background? His past experiences?" Ye Wubo inquired.
Chu Feilong shook his head, "I have no knowledge of that. However, from his appearance, it doesn’t seem like he was taught by any famous master; plus, his cultivation has been ruined and I haven’t seen anyone come to his aid..."
This statement was quite significant.
Ye Wubo smirked with disdain and remarked, "Chu Feilong, I have high hopes for you. You must know that to achieve great things, one must not be overly concerned with small details... Being ruthless and decisive, that’s what makes a heroic overlord!"
Chu Feilong's expression turned fierce, "It’s a pity that I am currently the focus of everyone's attention in the Chu Family, and... that kid seems to be on guard against something all the time, always sticking close to my fourth younger brother... I can’t make a move."
Ye Wubo snorted, his eyes flashing with ghostly flames. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Old Three Ma, go investigate this Chu Yang, see... what he’s really like. If it's convenient, then... kill him on the spot!"
Clearly, he expressed doubt about Chu Feilong’s words, but doubts aside, one must see for themselves to avoid wronging Chu Feilong, after all, he was a crucial piece in the plan.
Moreover, among the four guards he brought, although Old Three Ma was the weakest, possessing only a lord-level third tier cultivation, he was clever, perceptive, articulate, resourceful, and having him around meant nothing to worry about, making him an invaluable assistant.
And Chu Yang was merely an ordinary person whose cultivation had been ruined.
Sending him out would surely yield results.
Behind him, the skinny and emaciated Old Three Ma responded, inquiring in detail about Chu Yang's appearance, eventually asking Chu Feilong to draw a portrait of him.
One must say, Chu Feilong's drawing skills were quite good; he depicted Chu Yang so vividly that it was as if he could step out of the painting.
Old Three Ma looked at it a couple of times, revealing a cruel smile, rolled up the painting, and confidently said, "Thirteenth Master, you can rest assured!" He laughed heartily and turned to float out the door.
Chu Feilong felt a bit uneasy and said, "Thirteenth Master, that kid is very slippery, and I don’t know how he’s managed to establish a relationship with the enforcer Sha Xinliang... It might not be safe for Old Three to go."
Ye Wubo's eyes sparkled with ghostly flames as his fingers lightly tapped on the table, and he calmly said, "I came here to oversee the southeast; what I need are elite soldiers! If Old Three can’t even handle a废人 whose cultivation has been lost... then what use do I have for him?"
As he spoke, his ghostly gaze seemed to intentionally or unintentionally sweep across Chu Feilong's face, his expression sinister and cold, the dim flames flickering.
Chu Feilong felt a tremor in his heart and dared not speak further.