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Gong Le nodded, then turned to arrange something. He needed to have Gong Changshun brought back to the capital, intending to reclaim the fate that belonged to his son.
Afterward, he instructed, "From now on, the Gong family will be entrusted to you. It's time for you to learn; stop being so careless and looking so unreliable."
Gong Changle chuckled lightly. "Anyway, I'm your only son. Whether I'm reliable or not, you can only leave the Gong family to me."
Gong Le looked at him with a mix of helplessness and frustration, waving his hand dismissively. "Alright, you can go now."
Suddenly, he clutched his chest, as if struggling to breathe, like someone had pricked him with a needle.
Gong Changle was about to leave but paused with concern. "Are you alright? Do you need me to call someone?"
Could it be that his father was so upset about Qi Hui's betrayal that it affected his health? His mental resilience really needed some work.
Gong Le took a deep breath and soon returned to normal; he didn't think much of it. "I'm fine. I probably just got a little winded."
He then added, "Your fate hasn't been reclaimed yet, so be careful and don't do anything reckless."
"Okay, I'm off then." Gong Changle scampered out of the office, eager to enjoy his good mood.
Also, the ancestral live stream had been unblocked; he wondered when she would start broadcasting again.
At that moment, Yuan Tian was writing Gong Le's name and birth date on a straw doll while muttering a few incantations. A cold smile crept across his face.
In less than three days, Gong Le would surely meet a sudden demise.
Once he dies, that unfortunate eldest son of his will likely follow him to the grave. The Gong family will then fall into the hands of his nephew.
It’s time to deal with Ruan Fuxi.
Yuan Tian glanced at the sky outside; after sunset, he quietly arrived at the entrance of the Ruan residence. A hint of surprise crossed his face. Ruan Fuxi was actually part of this family.
Then, Yuan Tian observed the altered feng shui layout and frowned. When had his arrangements been disrupted? Who had done it? Was it Ruan Fuxi?
It seemed that this family was still alive after all. Moreover, Ruan Fuxi was more formidable than he had anticipated; he couldn’t act recklessly.
With that thought in mind, Yuan Tian quickly left.
When Yuan Tian approached the Ruan residence, Ruan Fuxi sensed it immediately. Gui Gui and Xuan Ye also turned their attention toward the entrance of the Ruan family. They felt a trace of malevolent energy.
Ruan Fuxi furrowed her brows and stepped outside, but the figure had already vanished. Had they merely passed by, or were they headed toward the Ruan family? She had a gut feeling that this evil cultivator's arrival was definitely related to her.
Unable to shake off her unease, Ruan Fuxi followed the lingering aura. Just then, Gong Changle drove up. Upon seeing Ruan Fuxi, he immediately got out of the car and respectfully said, “Oh, Ancestor, where are you off to? Let me give you a ride.”
Ruan Fuxi was preoccupied with chasing after someone and intended to send him back first, but upon seeing Gong Changle, she frowned slightly.
It had only been a day, yet his appearance had changed so much.
Gong Changle felt a surge of anxiety under Ruan Fuxi's scrutinizing gaze.
Ancestor, why are you looking at me like that? Is it possible that misfortune is about to strike again?
Ruan Fuxi halted her steps.
"You and your father are in trouble; your lives are in danger. Someone wants both of you dead."
Gong Changle nearly collapsed from fear upon hearing those words.
Ancestor, you must save me and my father!
Ruan Fuxi hurried to catch up with him.
"Go back first."
Gong Changle thought she had agreed to help, and his heart leaped with joy:
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