LRAB Chapter 484 The Wen family is doomed sooner or later!
Chapter 484 The Wen family is doomed sooner or later!
Chapter 484 The Wen family is doomed sooner or later!
Ye Nanxiao, suddenly seized by a playful impulse, gave Wen Ziyi a peace sign.
This action stunned Wen Ziyi.
Is there something wrong with this person in front of me?
Seeing Wen Ziyi's expression change from one of surprise to one of utter bewilderment, Ye Nanxiao smiled smugly.
It's very satisfying to catch someone off guard who expects everything and then observe their facial expressions closely.
Wen Chong was completely unaware of Ye Nanxiao's subtle actions, assuming that Wen Ziyi was simply surprised to see him.
"Surprised? My dear brother," Wen Chong said coldly, his tone full of regret.
"Just say what you want to say. What do you need me for?" Wen Ziyi quickly regained his cold demeanor, his hands behind his back.
"I have nothing to discuss with you, but this young master Xiao behind me greatly admires your talent." Wen Chong stepped aside and made a gesture.
"This is the person Mr. Xiao wants to see," Wen Chong said, pointing to Wen Ziyi.
"Young Master Wen, my name is Xiao Nanye, but you probably haven't heard of me before." Ye Nanxiao walked up with a smile.
Wen Ziyi looked at Ye Nanxiao, quickly searched his memory, and confirmed that he did not recognize the person in front of him.
"Young Master Xiao, is it you who needs to see me?" Wen Ziyi asked.
"The technique of converting the Soul Guidance Key thirteen times is indeed very clever, and the design is also very complicated. If one is not careful, all the previous efforts will be wasted. I must say, Young Master Wen is also a master of mechanisms and a master of traps." Ye Nanxiao clapped his hands, applauding Wen Ziyi's genius.
Wen Ziyi's pupils constricted as he instantly understood, his hands clenching into fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
"I didn't expect that my brother still hasn't given up on your idea!" Wen Ziyi ignored Ye Nanxiao and instead looked at Wen Chong.
"Hmph, you're blind to the situation! The Wen family will soon rise again in my hands! And I! Will be recorded in the history of the Wen family!" Wen Chong flicked his robes and pointed at Wen Ziyi. "As for you! Stubborn to the end! If it weren't for His Majesty's appreciation of your talent, you would have been beheaded long ago! You are ashamed before the ancestors of the Wen family!"
Wen Ziyi turned his gaze to Ye Nanxiao, his eyes filled with resentment, helplessness, and anger, which turned into a sigh after a long while.
"Since you've solved it, then it means I, Wen Ziyi, am inferior in skill. Is this the purpose of your visit? Did you come here specifically to inform me?" Wen Ziyi turned around and walked back to his original position.
"I've come to let you see and hear for yourself the news that I'm about to lead the Wen family back to its peak! To let you spend the rest of your time in regret!" Wen Chong laughed loudly.
He finally released most of the pent-up frustration that had been building up inside him.
From a young age, he was outshone by Wen Ziyi in every way. Even the previous head of the family, their father, did not think highly of him as the eldest son and wanted to depose the eldest son and establish the younger one in his place.
Wen Chong has been living in Wen Ziyi's shadow for far too long.
Wen Chong would seize any opportunity to escape Wen Ziyi's shadow.
He had to seize the opportunity that Xu Tianran gave him.
Wen Ziyi sighed again and stopped talking to Wen Chong.
Wen Chong saw Xu Tianran as a shortcut to the rise of the Wen family, but wasn't he also a pawn in Xu Tianran's hands?
If a piece is completely useless, its fate is self-evident.
Ye Nanxiao raised his hand to interrupt Wen Chong's retaliatory remarks.
"Young Master Wen, although I have solved your problem, I still have a few suggestions and questions about the method of folding. I wonder if you could answer them for me?" Ye Nanxiao blinked.
Wen Ziyi looked at Ye Nanxiao, staring intently at him, as if trying to discern something from his face.
"Go ahead and ask," Wen Ziyi said.
"The first layer of techniques is only for the purpose of deception, so why not add more deceptive folding techniques later on?" Ye Nanxiao glanced at the cell next to him.
"It's all a mix of truth and illusion," Wen Ziyi replied simply.
"With this kind of skill, even a monkey wielding a stick is better than you," Ye Nanxiao blinked his right eye and mocked.
Wen Ziyi raised his eyelids slightly, just in time to catch the change in Ye Nanxiao's gaze.
He was startled to realize that Ye Nanxiao's words did not match his lip movements.
"Ventriloquism? A monkey wielding a stick?" Wen Ziyi keenly caught the subtle change in the other person's tone.
He remembered that "the monkey wielding the stick" was what he called Feng Jinghuai. He had mentioned this when a temporary guest came to the dungeon earlier.
"It seems that this young master Xiao is not here for the Wen family's soul guide key," Wen Ziyi thought to himself, while answering fluently aloud.
Wen Chong stood to the side, listening to Ye Nanxiao ask one professional question after another, and Wen Ziyi gave detailed answers to each question.
In terms of soul tools, Wen Chong was not particularly outstanding. He only understood the first two questions, but he didn't understand a single word of Wen Ziyi's answer afterward.
Ye Nanxiao, however, became more and more excited as they talked, completely ignoring Wen Chong.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Chong showed an impatient expression. He realized that this was a high-end exchange meeting on soul tools, and Ye Nanxiao and Wen Ziyi were two geniuses he could not understand at all.
However, Wen Chong was unwilling to lose face in front of Wen Ziyi and have Wen Ziyi despise his soul tool level in his heart. After thinking about it, he realized that this was, after all, a dungeon with a net-like protection. Ye Nanxiao alone could not cause any trouble.
After thinking it over, Wen Chong simply flicked his sleeve and said in a muffled voice, "It's stuffy in here. I'll go out first and wait for you at the door."
Ye Nanxiao nodded to indicate that he had heard, and continued to discuss the issue with Wen Ziyi.
Wen Chong glanced at Wen Ziyi, and seeing the latter's calm and normal expression, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
Discussing academic issues in a dungeon? Is there some mistake?
Also, why doesn't Wen Ziyi have any resentment at all?
Wen Chong shook his head and walked out.
After asking his last question about the "folding" technique, Ye Nanxiao flipped his hand and grasped a silent bead.
Wen Ziyi asked with a faint smile, "Is there anything else, Young Master Xiao? Or do you have any questions for me?"
"Wen Ziyi, Wen Ziyi, the monkey isn't in the water anymore, is it?" Ye Nanxiao spoke in his original voice this time.
"He's asleep inside," Wen Ziyi said, pointing to another cell.
The herb-gathering woman, who had been silently listening to their conversation, became excited upon hearing Ye Nanxiao's voice.
"You! It really is you!" the herb-gathering woman exclaimed, her voice trembling with suppressed excitement.
Ye Nanxiao conjured several ice mirrors, glanced at the entrance of the passage, and carefully sensed it again to confirm that the prison guards were busy currying favor with Wen Chong and had not paid attention to his side.
"Herbalist, we meet again. This time I have news to share," Ye Nanxiao said.
The herb-gathering woman stretched her hands out through the gaps in the railing, completely disregarding the weakness it caused her. Unable to contain her excitement any longer, she hurriedly asked, "Really? Where! Where is my brother!"
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Ye Nanxiao stepped forward, gently grasped the herb-gathering woman's withered hands, and said softly, "In Mingdu, I sensed the guidance of the Red Heart Thorn. If I'm not mistaken, your brother is in Mingdu, and has even found a good place for him for the time being. I will use my influence to bring your brother in and protect him!"
"There's no mistake! I've nurtured the Red Heart Thorn with my heart's blood for many years, and it has long remembered my bloodline information! It can't be wrong! That's my brother!" The herb-gathering woman gripped Ye Nanxiao's hands tightly, her dry and cracked lips trembling slightly.
Feeling the unusually thin, bamboo-like hands of the herb-gathering woman, Ye Nanxiao nodded firmly, "Okay, I'll arrange for people to help as soon as I get back. He's currently a tailor, and he'll be safe with me."
"I'm waiting for a crucial opportunity. You and your brother, both of your lives, will belong to me." Ye Nanxiao stated his purpose directly.
All that hard work is for the sake of having good manpower, isn't it?
The herb-gathering woman nodded and knelt on one knee before Ye Nanxiao. "When I see the light of day again, my life belongs to you, young master!"
Upon hearing this, in the other three cells, apart from the sleeping Feng Jinghuai, Tie Niu and Old Zhang simultaneously opened their eyes.
"Young friend, you've got some skills. This isn't a place just any ordinary person can come to, let alone twice," Old Zhang laughed.
Tie Niu grinned at Ye Nanxiao, raised his fist and clasped his hands in a salute.
"Are you two interested?" Ye Nanxiao asked, tossing over a lump of mud covered in a thick layer of soil.
Tie Niu took the lump of mud, pressed down a corner of it with his fingers, and the aroma of roast chicken immediately wafted out.
"Thanks, brother!" Tie Niu said, quickly finishing the roast chicken before the aroma could dissipate.
"If you have the ability, they will naturally agree," Wen Ziyi said, referring to taking them out of the dungeon.
"Sister Yao Nu, please wait here for a while. I will do my best to reduce the frequency of the Soul Disorder Powder and even replenish your energy. This period of time will not be too long," Ye Nanxiao said.
"Okay!" The herb-gathering woman brushed aside the dry strands of hair on her face, revealing a fairly fair complexion.
After Xu Tianran's last visit, their treatment worsened, and they suffered greatly.
"The Wen family has a secret manor behind the mountains in the eastern suburbs of the city. That was my old reserve, and it's what I used to build up my momentum. If you can, you can take that place; it would be a great gift of surrender from me." As Wen Ziyi spoke, he flicked his hand, sending a few pebbles flying. They hit the wall and fell into Feng Jinghuai's cell.
Unfortunately, Feng Jinghuai, in his sleep, simply turned over and continued sleeping.
"I will make good use of it." Ye Nanxiao understood that this was Wen Ziyi's last remaining asset.
The other party has completely entrusted their freedom and life to me.
Ye Nanxiao did not linger for long before leaving.
Wen Chong was enjoying the flattery from the prison guards and almost forgot why he had come here.
Upon seeing Ye Nanxiao emerge, Wen Chong approached him and asked, "Mr. Xiao, have you achieved your goal?"
Although Wen Chong didn't understand the communication between Ye Nanxiao and Wen Ziyi, he only needed to achieve his goal and unlock the Soul Guidance Key.
Ye Nanxiao glanced at Wen Chong and suddenly laughed, "Of course! I originally thought he would be a top genius. Although I was a little disappointed, I still gained something."
"Is this business being conducted here, or at your Wen residence?"
Wen Chong was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that Ye Nanxiao was talking about unlocking the soul guide key.
"The Wen family! It'll be fine if we solve this at the Wen family!" Wen Chong said excitedly, as if he could see his future career going smoothly.
Ye Nanxiao stopped smiling, a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Wen Ziyi not only revealed the "conversion" method of the Soul Guidance Key, but also pointed out the weaknesses of that war behemoth.
Wen Chong's official career will not be as wonderful as he imagined.
Dreaming of promotion and wealth? Time to eat pills!
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