Returning to Han Ningshuang's residence, Ye Tian heard crying from a distance. Han Ningshuang hurried out of the car and saw an ambulance parked at the entrance. An old woman, over fifty, lay on a stretcher, no longer breathing.
Beside her, several women in their thirties were crying heartbrokenly. Seeing this, Han Ningshuang was greatly shocked and asked, "What happened to Aunt Liu?"
Aunt Liu was Han Ningshuang's wet nurse, who later became a servant in the Han family and had always taken care of Han Ningshuang's daily life.
One woman said, "Eldest Miss, Aunt Liu was fine just ten minutes ago. Suddenly, she collapsed, her eyes rolled back, and she foamed at the mouth. By the time the ambulance arrived, she was gone."
Ye Tian walked to the body and took a look. He frowned slightly but said nothing.
The ambulance took the body away, and Han Ningshuang sent two people to follow. Although she was dead, they still had to try to save her at the hospital.
Watching the ambulance drive away, Han Ningshuang's tears fell like rain. She had never felt so helpless.
Ye Tian gently patted her shoulder, "I have something to tell you."
They went to the living room. Ye Tian was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Aunt Liu died of poisoning."
Han Ningshuang's body trembled, "Poisoned?"
Ye Tian nodded, "A neurotoxin, very subtle. Even if they check at the hospital, they probably won't find anything."
Han Ningshuang gritted her teeth, "It must be them!"
Ye Tian said, "If it's them, it means these people have started targeting you."
Han Ningshuang wiped away her tears, her eyes becoming extremely cold. She said, "They are forcing me, trying to make me afraid. But I will never back down. I am alone now, what else is there to fear?"
Ye Tian replied, "Ningshuang, you can rest assured, with me here, they won't be able to harm you."
Han Ningshuang nodded gently, "Brother Ye, I have a plan."
Ye Tian said, "Tell me about it."
Han Ningshuang continued, "The mastermind behind my grandfather's death is Liu Wuque, the 'Cloth-robed Fortune Teller'. To catch a thief, you must first catch the king. I want you to deal with this person!"
Ye Tian asked, "You want me to kill him?"
Han Ningshuang replied, "No need to kill him, just intimidate him. Brother Ye is the King of Vajra Martial Arts. With such a master threatening him, he will surely be unsettled."
Ye Tian thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll go to the Liu family tonight and give him a good scare."
Han Ningshuang added, "You should also leave a note. I'll prepare it later."
Ye Tian said, "I'll go rest now. Don't call me for dinner."
With that, he returned to his room, circulated his true essence, and focused on cultivating the second stance of the Body Shaping chapter. With true essence in his body, learning the Body Shaping chapter became much easier. In just over two hours, he mastered all five movements of the second stance and performed them consecutively.
He greeted Ren Ping, saying he would come over later that evening. Ren Ping said he would wait for him.
Afterward, he took out some pill threads and rubbed them in his palm. Compared to before, with true essence, he could absorb the power of the golden core more easily.
This golden core power could improve one's physique and even cause powerful evolution in the human body. Ye Tian rubbed it three times, absorbed the energy, and then sat cross-legged, remaining still until ten o'clock that night.
Arriving at Liu Wuque's residence, he took a taxi nearby and headed towards the Liu family.
The Liu family occupied a large courtyard with five entrances. Originally a prince's mansion during the Qing Dynasty, it had been renovated and transformed into a comfortable dwelling by later generations.
In the third courtyard, an old man in his fifties was sitting on a wooden couch, meditating and regulating his breathing. He wore a purple silk pajama, his eyes were clear, and despite being over fifty, his stamina was comparable to a twenty-year-old youth.
His name was Liu Wuque, a successor of the "Cloth-robed Divine Physiognomy." He not only told fortunes but also practiced martial arts. Although not a grandmaster, ordinary experts found it difficult to approach him.
Suddenly, a slight sound came from the doorway. Liu Wuque, with his sharp ears and keen eyes, immediately flashed to the door and pulled it open.
The moment the door opened, a fist struck him in the face.
"Pfft!"
Liu Wuque's vision went black, a kaleidoscope of colors flashing before his eyes. He staggered backward!
Just as he was about to call for help, a hand pressed on his Adam's apple, and the next moment, Liu Wuque couldn't make a sound. Then he felt a hand patting and pressing on him, making it difficult to breathe.
In less than five seconds, the person was gone. Liu Wuque was covered in cold sweat, sitting on the ground, gasping for air.