"Little brother, did you watch the news this morning?"
On their way, Old Master Wen seed to imply sothing, "The police have confird that Cao Yunwei and his son died of mutual slaughter due to hallucinations caused by heavy drug use..."
"However, the autopsy showed that there was a tiny hole in Cao Yunwei’s arm."
"Little brother, do you know why that is?"
Mo Han smiled faintly, knowing the old man was feigning ignorance, and he played along, "Oh? Is that so?"
"Maybe President Cao had an injection a few days ago that hasn’t healed yet..."
Bullshit! Keep bullshitting!
Old Master Wen despised the comnt internally but maintained a smiling face, "Little brother, I an no harm, we both know how the Cao father and son died."
"Although the Cao Family can’t find any proof now, the truth can’t be concealed forever, they will find out one day..."
Wen Biyu added with a furrowed brow, "The Cao Family had only Cao Yunwei capable of doing anything, the others are not worth ntioning, the real trouble is the Tao Family from Jiangnan!"
"Cao Yunwei was a pawn placed by the Tao Family in Jiangling City, with his death, all of their plans there are ruined."
"Given the Tao Family’s vindictive nature, Mister Mo, they’ll surely make a move against you sooner or later!"
Mo Han smiled slightly, his smile as clean as the morning sun, "So, what you an is, Old Master Wen, Miss Wen..."
"Little brother Mo, let be frank," Old Master Wen said directly, "Biyu and I, we both appreciate you a lot!"
"We want you to join the Wen Family!"
"Na your terms, whatever they are, as long as it’s within my power, there will be no hesitation!"
Wen Biyu frowned, about to speak when the old man quickly gave her a look.
He Chen had co to seek an audience late last night, detailing how Mo Han faced off alone against more than six hundred people. From that mont on, Old Master Wen made up his mind to win over Mo Han.
This guy was unparalleled in dicine and astonishing in martial arts skills, a rare talent indeed. If he weren’t already married, he would’ve even considered betrothing his granddaughter to Mo Han.
Recently, Nie Kuangtu re-erged in Jianghu, and both his granddaughter and Old Tang had suffered incidents. Winning over Mo Han at this ti would be an ace up their sleeve for dealing with Nie Kuangtu in the future.
Mo Han kept smiling and didn’t respond, instead changing the subject, "Old Master Wen, there’s sothing I don’t understand."
"Who exactly is plotting against the Wen Family and the Tang Family?"
Um...
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
Even Tang Chuchu stopped walking, her expression grave.
Old Master Wen’s eyes slightly closed as he stroked his beard and said faintly, "It’s Nie Kuangtu!"
"Who is Nie Kuangtu?" Mo Han asked curiously.
Old Master Wen lifted his head and squinted his eyes, "Nie Kuangtu is the outcast of the Nie Family in Dragon City."
"Twenty years ago, he was a renowned swordsman in Jianghu, doing many dirty deeds for the Nie Family."
"Five years ago, for reasons unknown, he was kicked out of Dragon City by the Nie Family and ca to our Jiangling City."
"That year, he caused chaos in Jiangling City, perpetrating untold evils, committing acts most foul."
"On the day of autumn, Nie Kuangtu set up a feast under the guise of inviting the heads of the Four Great Families to discuss matters, but his true intent was to take complete control of Jiangling City."
"Old Tang, Zhu Lao San, Zhou Lao Si, and myself, for the sake of self-preservation, had no choice but to launch a counterattack."
"Facing our united retaliation, Nie Kuangtu was seriously injured and on the brink of death..."
"But just at that mont, people from the Nie Family and Martial Alliance arrived one after the other..."
At this point, Old Master Wen stopped talking.
Mo Han, being a smart man, imdiately guessed the rest of the story. It must have been both sides signing an agreent, Nie Kuangtu’s life was spared, but he was also driven out of Jiangling City.
"Ten days ago, soone witnessed Nie Kuangtu’s only son, Nie Feiyang, along with his four sworn brothers, appearing in Jiangling City!"
Wen Biyu added, "I suspect! My car accident, Grandpa Tang’s assassination, they were all orchestrated by them!"
Mo Han’s brow furrowed with concern; so there was much more to the story than he realized.
"Little brother, this ti by saving Shan Shan and Old Tang, you’ve also unwittingly drawn Nie Kuangtu’s attention," Old Wen said gravely. "Nie Kuangtu’s brutality, I can’t even describe it, but if he finds out you were the one who spoiled his plans..."
"The entire family could end up dead!"
This wasn’t an exaggeration; five years ago, Old Master Wen had watched several families be slaughtered by Nie Kuangtu overnight.
Old Master Wen believed that as long as Mo Han was not foolish, he would certainly agree, since having the backing of the Wen Family was better than fighting alone.
To his surprise, Mo Han declined, "I appreciate the kind offer, Old Master Wen, but a Nie Kuangtu is not worth my concern!"
"He’d better not co looking for ; otherwise, he won’t be as lucky as he was five years ago..."
Although Nie Kuangtu was strong, in Mo Han’s eyes, he hardly counted for much.
On the contrary, he was sowhat looking forward to it; he wanted to see how many moves Nie Kuangtu could withstand under his Purple Cloud True Qi?
Ignored!
Blatant disregard!
After a brief mont of shock, Old Master Wen laughed.
So are fearless like a newborn calf in the presence of a tiger, others possess absolute strength, exuding a natural dominance, confident in their own supremacy!
In Old Master Wen’s opinion, Mo Han clearly belonged to the latter; he simply didn’t take Nie Kuangtu seriously at all!
At this point, Mo Han and his entourage had reached the Bamboo Courtyard.
Inside the Bamboo Courtyard stood an ancient-style house, guarded by six martial artists in uniform at the door.
"Halt, who goes there?"
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