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"Whoever it is, find them for me! I want to crush them to dust!" Ning Suwen gritted his teeth.
Clearly, this was a tomb raiding group that had taken advantage of their ancestral ceremony to sneak in and swiftly steal thirteen corpses. However, the Dragon Tiger Mountain sect had always emphasized simple burials, and there was nothing valuable in the tombs. These people were clearly not after money.
But some things might be more precious than money, such as the bodies of these deceased sect leaders.
Xu Suwen frowned and said, "To infiltrate us right under our noses without anyone noticing, this group is clearly not ordinary. Moreover, it seems they knew in advance when to strike, taking advantage of our moment of vulnerability during the ceremony. There must be a few disciples among us who are in league with them..."
At this point, Xu Suwen's gaze fixed on Zhang Suting. Zhang Suting snorted coldly and turned her head away. The other board members quickly averted their eyes from Xu Suwen, fearing they might inadvertently become the "disloyal disciples" he referred to.
Ning Suwen frowned and asked, "Xu, are you suggesting that we have a traitor among us?"
Xu Suwen nodded. "I'm only speculating based on the scene; I can't be certain. If they were only after money, they would have contacted us directly. But if they are enemies of Dragon Tiger Mountain seeking revenge by desecrating our ancestors' remains, then things will get complicated..."
Ning Suwen replied coldly, "What I want is not speculation but certainty. I don't care how you do it; you have full authority over this matter. You must capture these thieves in the shortest time possible! I want them crushed to dust!" With that, Ning Suwen slammed his fist down on the mahogany conference table, causing it to dent slightly—a clear indication of his fury.
The ancestral tomb had been desecrated; what was the difference between that and someone urinating on their heads?
Ning Suwen harbored grand ambitions and had endured for over twenty years, originally aiming to make a remarkable impact. Who would have thought that before he could even achieve half an inch of progress, someone would dig up the ancestral tombs and turn him into a laughingstock?
How could he face those ancestors whose graves had been disturbed?
Such humiliation had never occurred since the founding of Dragon Tiger Mountain!
How could he not be enraged?
"Ning Suwen steadied herself and said, 'The Thunder Plan will proceed as usual, but Xu will no longer serve as the captain. Lin Quan will take charge, with Li Xin assisting. Lin, I grant you the authority to act decisively; you may take liberties as needed. However, within one month, regardless of your methods, you must bring Wei Ning back to Dragon Tiger Mountain.'
Ning Suwen then turned to Xu Suwen and instructed, 'Xu, gather all your resources to investigate this matter. I don’t care what it costs; I only want results.'
Xu Suwen and Lin Lingsu both acknowledged the order. Ning Suwen looked around and added, 'Regarding the Ancestral Tomb issue, everyone needs to keep their subordinates in check. This matter ends here; do not let it spread. I'm tired now; everyone can disperse.'
After the board members bid farewell to Ning Suwen, they began to leave.
'Lin,' Xu Suwen called out to Lin Lingsu.
'Uncle Xu, is there something you need?' The wind was strong, causing Lin Lingsu's clothes to flutter. She stood with her back to the door, leaning against the railing, her gaze distant towards the mountains. Throughout history, every sincere girl has gazed longingly at her departing lover—some would return, while others would never come back.
'Did you shorten your lifespan by ten years in exchange for one of Wei Ning's eyes?' Xu Suwen fixed his gaze on Lin Lingsu, speaking each word deliberately.
Lin Lingsu replied coolly, 'That’s none of your business.'
Xu Suwen observed Lin Lingsu as the light cast a soft golden hue over her shoulders, enhancing her ethereal presence. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy and spoke gently, 'About your situation with that boy from the Wei Family… Have you discussed it with your master? If it’s inconvenient for you, Uncle Xu can take charge of this matter. I believe my old face still holds some weight as chairman; I can have someone else handle it. He has always cared for you.'
Lin Lingsu turned her head, her dark hair flying in the night breeze. With a sorrowful smile, she said, 'Uncle Xu, thank you. But it wouldn’t make a difference who goes; you know my master arranged this on purpose—' She sighed and continued, 'Perhaps this is just our fate.'
'But at least…'
'Uncle Xu, you understand. My life is meant for revenge; everything else can be sacrificed.'"
Lin Lingsu let out a soft sigh, the warm light outlining her silhouette, gentle like a tender fairy reminiscing about the mortal world. She spoke softly, "I once feared that deep feelings would ruin my ascetic path, and now I dread that entering the mountains would mean leaving behind a city of beauty. How can one achieve both in this world, not disappointing the Buddha nor you?"
With that, Lin Lingsu adjusted her sleeves and walked into the deeper darkness.
Xu Suwen sighed deeply. Staring blankly at Lin Lingsu's gradually fading figure, he realized he had heard the sorrowful sentiment woven into her poem. Having watched Lin Lingsu grow up, he had never seen this stubborn and aloof girl display such vulnerability. The bitterness in his heart was perhaps something only she could understand.
Perhaps for a woman in love, no matter how grand her emotions might be, they could only transform into gentle affection. Even if one were a heroic figure, who could truly forget? Unable to forget and unable to obtain. To throw oneself into despair was merely to be like a moth drawn to a flame, turning into a fleeting spark.
Just as Lin Lingsu was about to vanish into the darkness, Xu Suwen suddenly said, "Be careful of Li Xin."
Lin Lingsu paused momentarily, her fragrant shoulder slightly twitching before she continued on her way.
At that moment, clouds floated by, and the moon beneath the layers of clouds glimmered faintly.
After the incident involving Li Li and the dormitory, Wei Ning became known as an ominous presence at school; no one wanted to share a dorm with him. The school was aware of the situation but did not force anyone to stay with him. Thus, Wei Ning found himself alone in the dormitory. With no constraints, his understanding of qi deepened further. His mastery of Five Thunder Palm and Yin-Yang Eye grew increasingly proficient; all he lacked was practical experience.
Whenever he had free time, Wei Ning would chat with Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye's rich social experience and practical knowledge greatly aided Wei Ning. They would occasionally spar with each other. Feeling bored on his own, Zhang Ye eventually invited Wei Ning to move in with him. Wei Ning started working part-time at Zhang Ye's shop, earning some pocket money. Following the closure of Li Li's restaurant, business at Zhang Ye's shop gradually improved. Wei Ning's life seemed harmonious as he attended classes, practiced martial arts, and worked part-time; however, little did he know that far away from him, a web targeting him was quietly spreading around him…
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