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"Stop pretending to be a big shot!"
Qin Changlin slammed his hand on the table, his face filled with anger as he pointed at Duan Liu.
Everyone was taken aback. The elders from the Qin Family and the Steward were momentarily stunned, but then they rushed forward to persuade him. After all, the lost item had not yet been found, and Duan Liu could not be touched.
"What should we do?" Duan Liu was also startled. It must be said that although Qin Changlin was not very good at dealing with people, the aura of decisiveness he exuded was indeed quite intimidating, even making someone as tough as Duan Liu feel uneasy.
It was somewhat of a stretch to say that Duan Liu was tough; even if he was tough, he was still a newly minted tough guy. Before obtaining the Crimson Flame Beast Blood, he had been relatively timid and fearful of evil forces...
Duan Liu's voice reached his ears, a result of the Secret Sound Technique. Ye Tianxin's words were not bad; at least he wasn't too flustered in a crisis.
"Just act as you normally would; he won't lay a hand on you." Ye Tian kept his head lowered, trying to fit the image of a captive with disheveled hair and tattered clothes. However, this naturally had to do with Duan Liu's desire for "personal revenge."
Upon hearing Ye Tian's words, Duan Liu felt somewhat reassured. He recalled what Ye Tian had said before: if the power of the Crimson Flame Ape were fully activated, it could rival that of a Martial Unity Expert...
Thinking of this, Duan Liu decided not to act weak anymore. Although he couldn't fully control the power of the Crimson Flame Ape yet, teaming up with Ye Tian would likely make them formidable enough that an average Martial Practitioner under the Martial Unity Definition would not stand a chance.
"Is this how the Qin Family Head treats guests?" Duan Liu stood up from his seat and met Qin Changlin's gaze coldly. After all, as a disciple from the Cloud Sea Sect, he understood that one should not act recklessly.
The sarcasm was effective; Qin Changlin's shortcomings in dealing with others had always been a sore spot for him. Hearing Duan Liu's words made his face turn pale, and after twitching his nostrils twice, he awkwardly sat back down.
Their Outer Gate Guard Commander had just betrayed them, which led many external and internal forces to question his leadership abilities. In truth, it wasn't so much questioning as it was an opportunity for others to take advantage of the situation for their own gain.
At this critical moment, unfavorable rumors about the massacre of those who contributed to Qin Manor must not spread.
"Please take a seat, brave sir. I have too many worries today, and I hope for your understanding." Qin Changlin took a deep breath, but his iron fist hidden in his sleeve was already cracking. He thought to himself that if the person you brought today wasn't a treasure thief, he would skin you alive as a warning to those restless fellows.
Although Duan Liu wasn't one to think deeply, he wasn't foolish and understood the principle of knowing when to back down.
"Not at all, Qin Family Head, you flatter me. I am just a rough man who doesn't understand etiquette; I hope you can forgive me," Duan Liu said with cupped hands, not taking a seat. His expression was sincere and humble; one had to admit he was performing quite well.
This approach worked wonders on Qin Changlin, whose iron-like face gradually softened. He picked up his tea and took a sip, saying, "Duan Liu, don't just stand there; sit down and enjoy some tea."
Only then did Duan Liu sit down. Imitating Qin Changlin, he picked up the teacup and "tasted" it, smacking his lips and shaking his head as he said, "Good tea, indeed good tea."
Ye Tian couldn't help but want to laugh; for this guy, tea was merely something to quench his thirst—he couldn't discern its quality at all.
"Of course, this is top-quality Biluochun, specially served for esteemed guests," the Tall, Thin Elder said, doing Qin Changlin a favor.
"It shows how much the Family Head values you," Shorty said to Qin Changlin while cupping his hands. Not only did he sell a favor, but he also flattered the Family Head.
The Tall, Thin Elder's expression darkened as he cursed under his breath about how this bastard always stole his thunder.
Ye Tian observed all these details; the Qin Family was in discord, and with a tyrannical Family Head like this, it seemed unlikely they would thrive in the long run.
"Thank you for your kindness, Qin Family Head. I am extremely flattered," Duan Liu said. He usually loved hanging out with Ye Tian and Bai Kuo; both had some knowledge and could hold a conversation. Naturally, Duan Liu had learned a few phrases from them.
After speaking, Duan Liu felt quite pleased and somewhat grateful, thinking to himself, "Those who are close to vermilion become red, and those who are close to ink become black; a good friend indeed!"
Of course, no one knew about Duan Liu's inner thoughts. Ye Tian noticed him in a daze, looking foolish, and felt as if he had heard the Secret Sound Technique entering his ears, telling him that Qin Changlin was asking where he had caught him.
"Duan, you are so young yet have achieved so much; your future is limitless. I wonder where you encountered this shameless thief and who he was with?"
Duan Liu was awakened by Ye Tian's words and realized he hadn't clearly heard Qin Changlin's question. He answered randomly, "Just him alone; I forgot where I met him."
"Hmm?" Doubts arose in Qin Changlin's mind. Li Qingwu had escaped with quite a few Loyal Minions; how could it be just him alone?
"Bring this thief down," Qin Changlin commanded. Two guards entered from outside and were about to take Ye Tian away.
"Wait!" Duan Liu quickly stopped them. The situation was not developing as planned; they were taking someone away without finishing the questioning, which was unreasonable.
"What does Duan want to teach?" Qin Changlin, lacking any knowledge, tried to speak in a refined manner but ended up being unclear.
"I wouldn't dare to teach; it's just that this kid seems to have some relatives in your esteemed household, so I thought I should remind you," Duan Liu said earnestly but nonsensically.
Ye Tian nearly spat blood upon hearing this. What relatives? This guy was truly more of a hindrance than a help. Originally, being taken away wouldn't have been a big deal, but now it was settled; he was stuck and could only call for relatives.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the conference hall was stunned from top to bottom. Could it be that Li Qingwu was merely an accomplice and that the real mastermind was someone else?
"Duan, please elaborate," Qin Changlin said, shaking his green robe and leaning forward with piercing eyes.
Where did the mention of relatives come from? Duan Liu was just casually talking when he saw Ye Tian about to be taken away, so when faced with Qin Changlin's inquiry, he could only stammer and not know how to respond.
"Qin... Qin Wuji! Yes, that's it, Qin Wuji!" After thinking for a moment, Duan Liu could only come up with that name from the Qin Family.
"Qin Wuji..." Qin Changlin fell into deep thought. With Li Qingwu losing power and Qin Wuji rising to prominence, could it be that his exposure was just a ruse? Was Li Qingwu merely a pawn that Qin Wuji used to gain his trust? Was the entire treasure theft incident actually orchestrated by Qin Wuji behind the scenes?
Qin Changlin was a suspicious person, as evidenced by how his subordinates would only flatter him. Hearing Duan Liu's words now, he couldn't help but connect various events in a convoluted manner, ultimately arriving at a shocking conclusion: Qin Wuji had ulterior motives...
"Come here, summon Qin Wuji!" Qin Changlin suddenly stood up, exuding an aura of decisiveness.
Since he needed to confront Ye Tian directly, Ye Tian was not taken away and was currently looking at Duan Liu with a mix of helplessness and regret, thinking about how he had brought him here.
Duan Liu rolled his eyes; in his impulsiveness, the situation seemed to have spiraled out of control. There was nothing he could do but pray that he could escape soon.
Moments later, Qin Wuji was brought in, walking slowly with a majestic presence.
"Greetings, Head of the Family." Qin Wuji cupped his hands in salute, his expression showing no signs of panic, and his demeanor was calm.
Qin Changlin's face grew darker; he thought to himself that Qin Wuji was acting too convincingly. Even at this critical moment, he remained composed—he absolutely could not be spared.
"I've come to ask you if you know him?" Qin Changlin glanced at the disheveled prisoner below and called out.
Qin Wuji turned his head to take a closer look, his expression showing no abnormalities. In truth, he had already felt flustered the moment he entered the conference hall and saw Duan Liu; it was just that no one had noticed.
All eyes were on Qin Wuji, waiting for his response.
Ye Tian finally lifted his head, which had been bowed down, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes beneath his disheveled hair.
Qin Wuji's lips seemed to curve into a smile, and a familiar feeling surged into Ye Tian's mind; the man in front of him was undoubtedly Cold Yang!
"Reporting to the family head, I know this person," Qin Wuji replied calmly, cupping his hands in respect.
"Hahaha, good! Then do you know his identity?" Qin Changlin laughed heartily, his laughter mixed with anger at the traitor and pride in his own astute judgment.
"I do not know," Qin Wuji replied simply, bowing slightly without any unnecessary words or expressions.
"Duan Liu, you come and tell him," Qin Changlin said as he sat back down, sneering.
Duan Liu was taken aback, instinctively glancing at Ye Tian and then at Qin Wuji, sweat slowly dripping down.
At this moment, Ye Tian felt extremely helpless. Regardless of how Duan Liu felt, Qin Changlin was just a foolish dog; he could suspect his Outer Gate Guard Commander based solely on a few words from outsiders. How could such a person have made the Qin Family the top power in the area?
"No need to trouble this warrior; I know who this person is," Qin Wuji said with a slight smile at Duan Liu, which immediately calmed Duan Liu's anxious thoughts.
"Then tell us. I hope your answer will satisfy me," Qin Changlin said habitually shaking his long robe again, perhaps thinking this gesture was quite imposing.
"This person is a confidant of Li Qingwu. I have seen him several times during my tenure as Deputy Commander of the Guards. He should be closely related to this treasure theft incident..." Qin Wuji said steadily without changing his expression.
Duan Liu listened quietly, becoming more and more surprised. According to Qin Wuji, it would be strange if Qin Changlin didn't resort to torture on Ye Tian soon.
Just as he was about to interrupt Qin Wuji, Duan Liu suddenly felt a sharp gaze sweep over him. Turning his head, he saw Ye Tian signaling him to remain calm.
"Head of the family, I know you have doubts about me. I wonder if you could give me a chance to clear my name," Qin Wuji said, shifting the conversation directly to the point.
Qin Changlin was taken aback. Although he believed Qin Wuji was guilty, he didn't expect the young man to dare to point it out himself. Well, he thought, let's see what tricks he can come up with.
"What kind of opportunity do you want?" Qin Changlin asked with a cold smile.
"Hand him over to my subordinates for interrogation," Qin Wuji replied.
"Alright, I will give you a chance, but the location of the interrogation must be determined by me."
"Everything is up to you, Head of the Family."
"Someone, take these two and confine them in the death cell." Qin Changlin waved his long sleeves and turned to walk into the back hall.
The Qin Family's death cell was a place where even flies couldn't escape...
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