Before Nie Huihuang could finish speaking, Mo Han picked up the Patek Philippe watch worth millions and tossed it into the sky.
With a whoosh, the watch flew into the shrubbery outside the Platinum Sharp Business Building.
"Mo Han! What do you an by this?"
Nie Huihuang’s eyes widened with a face filled with both anger and disbelief.
After all, that watch wasn’t a fake; it was genuinely purchased from the Patek Philippe Salon in Geneva.
Now this bastard had the nerve to toss it away in front of everyone, wasn’t this a direct slap in his face?
"Heh heh, didn’t Young Master Nie just say that I could deal with it as I wished?"
Mo Han said with a playful smile, "You know I practice Feng Shui, and you gave a watch for the opening of my wife’s business."
"As the saying goes, giving a watch is like hosting a funeral; I dare not accept such an ominous item."
With that, he raised his arm and shouted to the more than twenty onlookers, "What are you elders waiting for?"
"That watch is a genuine Patek Philippe worth over ten million. Even if it’s slightly damaged, it’s still worth at least eight million..."
When the onlookers heard the true value of the watch, they scattered and dashed toward the shrubbery.
Joking aside, a watch worth over ten million was like a walking house—no, in Jiangling City, it was worth two or three houses.
"Heh heh, this Mo Han is really bold, daring to offend Young Master Nie in front of so many people," Tao Donglai said with schadenfreude, "It looks like without our stirring the pot, Young Master Nie is going to thoroughly deal with Mo Han."
"You’re wrong; no matter whether Mo Han shows submission or resistance today, it won’t change Young Master Nie’s decision," Tao Wenqiang said with a shake of his head and a dispassionate tone, "If there’s anyone to bla, it’s his killing of Nie Kuangtu at Chuyun Manor."
"Although Nie Kuangtu was a castoff of the Nie Family, he previously helped resolve many troubles for them, and he also shares blood relations with the family."
"If it were the top families from Dragon City or Feng City who had eliminated Nie Kuangtu, perhaps the Nie Family wouldn’t dare react too strongly."
"But Mo Han is just an ordinary man with so martial abilities; how could the Nie Family let it slide?"
Seeing her husband clashing with Nie Huihuang, Luo Ning got sowhat panicked and hurriedly spoke up, "President Nie, please don’t misunderstand, Mo Han didn’t an anything else, it’s just..."
"Ning’er, there’s no need to explain, they’re targeting ," Mo Han said as he pulled Luo Ning’s hand, shielding her behind him during her frantic attempt to find words, "Nie Huihuang, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, just use them. Don’t be like a woman, nagging endlessly!"
"Hehe..."
Nie Huihuang chuckled and slowly said, "Master Mo, that was rather harsh. I’ve not co to trouble you, but there are so things I would like to confirm with you."
Clap! Clap!
He clapped twice, and an old, decrepit woman with a sinister face led several n in black suits out.
"Let introduce you, this old lady’s surna is Liu, mother of Cao Yunwei, the Family Head of the Cao Family in Jiangling City."
"A few months ago, Cao Yunwei and his son Cao Xiongbin died in an accident, and soon after, Cao Yunwei’s wife, Xu Fang, and Yunwei’s brother, Cao Yunkang, were also dead."
"Upon investigation, it was found that you had conflicts with the Cao father and son, and the deaths of Xu Fang and Cao Yunkang are undeniably connected to you."
"Honestly, I have a lot of respect for Master Mo, but to think that you would engage in such deeds, I am truly..."
With those words, he shook his head, a look of amusent on his face.
Luo Ning turned her head, looking at Mo Han with eyes filled with terror; she couldn’t believe that Mo Han would kill the mbers of the Cao family.
"It’s alright," Mo Han reassured, appearing to be extraordinarily calm. Whether it was dealing with the Cao father and son or Xu Fang and Cao Yunwei, he had left no evidence behind.
Since there was no evidence, he had nothing to fear.
"Bastard! It was you, you bastard who killed my two sons and my precious grandson!" Liu, the old lady, said emotionally, "Today, I want you to pay with your blood!"
Luo Ning, unaware of the conflict between the two, quickly stepped forward to diate, "Old Madam Liu, could there be so misunderstanding here?"
"Shut your mouth!"
Liu, the old lady, glared with her eyes fixed on Luo Ning and roared, "Yunwei and Xiongbin were always doing fine; how could they possibly have overdosed on drugs? This is clearly a setup!"
"And you, vixen! Had you not gone to seduce Xiongbin, would he have died?"
Cao Xiongbin? Young Master Cao?!
Luo Ning suddenly recalled, initially to treat her daughter’s illness, she had approached Cao Xiongbin for a loan through her friend Xiong Lu’s introduction. Cao Xiongbin had first agreed to lend the money but then drugged her drink with the intent of assaulting her; it was only Mo Han’s tily arrival that had prevented a disaster.
But sothing wasn’t right. She rembered that Cao Yunwei and his son had died due to hallucinations from drug use, accidentally killing each other, a story that even made the news back then.
With this in mind, Luo Ning clenched her lips tightly and argued vehently, "Old Madam Liu, I know the pain of losing your son and grandson is imnse, but we must rely on evidence for everything!"
"The deaths of your son and grandson were already investigated by the police and were found to be due to mutual killing while under the influence of drugs! It has nothing to do with our Mo Han!"
"And even if we assu Mo Han did it, there has to be evidence supporting that claim!"
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