Pampered Poisonous R Chapter 1522 - 321: The Nan Family’s Return (10,000-Word - )

Chapter 1522: Chapter 321: The Nan Family’s Return (10,000-Word Chapter) (Part 3)

The Old Master Nan’s face flushed red, and he no longer felt like crying. In his younger days, he was indeed quite the philanderer, but he wasn’t heartless everywhere he went. He treated these wives with genuine sincerity; otherwise, Boss Nan and Lao San, those wastrels, wouldn’t covet the position of the Patriarch of the Nan Family every day yet still show him filial piety.

But thinking back now, the Old Master Nan still regrets it—regrets his unrestrained behavior back then, which has led to today’s situation.

"Nan Tian!" An Yiqing called out, giving Nan Tian a warning glare. No matter how licentious Old Master Nan had been back in the day, that was all in the past. His favorite wife and his most beloved youngest son had died early, and it hadn’t been easy for him to raise Nan Tian alone all these years. Now, his own grandson had cruelly poisoned him. Even though Old Master Nan had weathered many storms, this was probably enough to chill his heart.

Nan Tian pouted but said nothing more, though his hand involuntarily wrapped around Old Master Nan’s shoulder.

"To get back on topic, Old Master, was it because Liu Bai discovered that the poison in your body was already neutralized that Nan Yang directed his anger at you?" An Yiqing continued to ask.

Old Master Nan nodded, "Yes, a few days ago Nan Yang brought Liu Bai to my room. It was probably then that Liu Bai discovered I wasn’t poisoned. Today, Nan Yang exposed my disguise and asked

where the Family Head’s token was. When I wouldn’t tell him, he suddenly went berserk and tried to strangle . His strength is about the sa as mine, both at the Mid-level Demigod, and with

worn out and ill these days, I was caught off guard. If not for Girl Qing’s tily intervention, today might have been my death anniversary next year!" Old Master Nan sighed in his heart. He was really getting old; many things he couldn’t keep up with, nor did he consider them thoroughly. It seed truly ti to abdicate and give the younger generation more opportunities!

"Old Master, you’re incredibly lucky; you won’t die so easily." An Yiqing responded with a faint smile, ntally sorting through the day’s events at the Nan Family.

Nan Yang would not be very skilled in dical arts, but Liu Bai was able to discover that Old Master Nan was pretending to be ill, which raised a big question.

Firstly, why did Liu Bai have such superb dical skills? Secondly, where did Nan Yang obtain the forces to control the entire Nan Family?

Old Master Nan’s many years of prestige and power weren’t sothing trifling. Naturally, he would have forces of his own. But for Nan Yang to control everyone in such a short ti was sothing not just anyone could achieve.

Previously, because of issues with Nan Tian, An Yiqing had never considered this properly, but now she finally realized—had anything happened while Nan Yang and Liu Bai were studying abroad in Country Jin? Was there soone behind them providing support?

Moreover, how had Nan Yang managed to deceive everyone for so many years, even Old Master Nan, without revealing his ambitions?

Everything was shrouded in heavy fog. An Yiqing initially thought the Nan Family’s matters were rely simple family infighting, but it seed that was not the case.

After chatting a bit more with Old Master Nan and Nan Tian, An Yiqing left with the Yu Family couple, leaving the space for the suffering grandfather and grandson.

At this mont, in the Nan Family Old Residence, just after being ransacked by the Thirteen Blood Generals, who left and took Old Master Nan with them, Nan Yang was extrely frustrated and irritated with everyone in the Nan Family. In just the blink of an eye, he had vented his anger on several servants, injuring them.

The entire Nan Family Main Residence was filled with anxiety; from Boss Nan down to the household servants, everyone hid in their rooms without daring to make a sound.

However, in the whole manor, there was a place of tranquility, differing from the outside world’s anxiety, filled with Buddhist peace and serenity.

This was the room of the Madam of the Nan Family.

The Madam’s room was not far from Nan Yang’s study, and she could clearly hear the sounds of objects being smashed from the study. She tightly closed her eyes, continuously chanting the Buddhist sutra from her mouth, and the prayer beads in her hand rotated with the sound of the wooden fish being struck, yet she couldn’t suppress the anxiety inside her heart.

Bang—

A loud crash ca from Nan Yang’s study, where the computer was smashed to the ground, serving as his venting tool. At the sa ti, the Madam’s wooden fish mallet snapped from excessive force!