"Ying... Ying Chen, don't be impulsive!"
"Someone will die if you do this! I can call Xiao Qing, but can you stop for a moment? Or let me give my wife some water?"
Min Ziqiong's father's face changed drastically as he spoke.
But his last sentence almost made Min Ziqiong's mother explode with anger.
Give her water?
What, you think I can't swallow and want to help me out?
Or do you think I'm not dying fast enough and want this powder to enter my stomach quickly and send me to my death faster?
If not for Ying Chen holding her down, Min Ziqiong's mother would have rushed forward to give Min Ziqiong's father a huge slap!
Ying Chen ignored Min Ziqiong's father's request and repeated, "Make the call!"
Min Ziqiong's father quickly took out his phone, found Min Ziqing's contact information, and dialed him.
"Hello, Dad, what's up? Didn't I tell you not to call me all the time? I'll come home when the time is right."
Soon, Min Ziqing's voice came from the other end.
"Son... it's not me who wants to call you... it's someone who insists I call you... if I don't call you, your mother will be beaten..."
Min Ziqing was stunned: "Huh? Dad, when did you become a rapper? This little rhyme is quite good. Yo yo yo, I'm Min Ziqing, AkA the little overlord of Jianghai..."
"..." Min Ziqiong's father's face turned green.
This son of his was truly a filial one!
His mother was in mortal danger, and he not only ignored it but started rapping!
After thinking for a moment, Min Ziqiong's father switched to video mode.
He pointed the camera at Ying Chen.
Min Ziqing on the other end of the phone saw Ying Chen and was instantly startled, his voice rising by eight octaves: "Mr. Ying? What are you doing? Stop immediately!"
Min Ziqiong's father nodded with relief.
It seemed this son of his had some conscience after all.
However, Min Ziqing's next words made Min Ziqiong's father's heart clench, and he wished he could slap his unfilial son through the phone line!
"Mr. Ying, my mother is frail and cannot withstand these elixirs! Giving them to my mother is a waste; it's better to save them for when I return home, so I can help you test the medicine!"
So, Min Ziqing thought Ying Chen was testing medicine!
He thought Ying Chen was feeding his mother elixirs developed from the Shan Jun Flower!
Knowing the value of the Shan Jun Flower, Min Ziqing was naturally eager for the test subject to be himself!
"You unfilial son! Is he feeding her medicine? He's trying to murder your mother!" Min Ziqiong's father jumped in anger and cursed.
Unexpectedly, Min Ziqing said: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If that were the case, then it must be my mother who offended Mr. Ying first!"
"..." Min Ziqiong's mother, already half-choked and struggling to breathe.
Upon hearing her eldest son's words, she trembled with rage and swallowed a large mouthful of powder, nearly kicking the bucket!
Her eldest son was too much of a good son, he should be an endorser for chewing gum!
Filial piety leads to greatness!
*Plop!*
Ying Chen dropped Min Ziqiong's mother on the ground.
After dusting off the remaining powder from his hands, he looked coldly at Min Ziqiong's mother and asked, "Do you want more?"
Min Ziqiong's mother looked terrified, shaking her head like a rattle drum: "No... no more!"
Joking, the Guiguzi's descending disk was porcelain, and could barely be eaten after being ground into powder.
But the other two decorative pieces were made of bronze!
It was not only difficult to grind these into powder, but even if they were, she wouldn't be able to eat them!
"Oh." Ying Chen nodded. "You said so yourself."
Then he turned to the phone camera.
"Elder Guo, are you there?"
Soon, a figure appeared in the phone video.
It was Elder Guo of the Shen Nong Sect!
"Old Ancestor, what are your orders?"
"Kill Min Ziqing. His mother said she doesn't want him anymore," Ying Chen said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Min Ziqiong's mother leaped up as if her tail had been stepped on.
"I didn't say I don't want my son, I said I don't want those decorative pieces! You can't kill my son. You haven't received the ransom yet, and Nannan and her mother are still in my hands. Aren't you afraid I'll make them die with me?"
Before Ying Chen could answer, Min Ziqing on the other end of the video jumped up: "Mom, what are you saying? You kidnapped Nannan and my sister? And you want them to die with me?"
"Are you kidding me! First of all, Mr. Ying is just joking, Mr. Ying would never kill me; second, even if Mr. Ying were to kill me, you can't take Nannan and my sister down with you! They are your own daughter and granddaughter! Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, are you even human by doing this?"
Min Ziqiong's mother, who had been protective of her son, was enraged by this.
"You little beast, I'm doing all this for you! You dare to call me inhumane?"
"Fine, I was blind to raise three children who are all ungrateful! One conspires with outsiders to extort me; one calls me a monster; and another helps outsiders and scolds me for being inhuman!"
"What bad karma did I create in my past life! Why am I so unlucky!"
Min Ziqiong's mother sat down on the ground, beating the ground with her hands, wailing incessantly.
It was another performance of intangible cultural heritage.
"Mom, hurry up and release Nannan and my sister! If what you're doing gets out, people will laugh at you!" Min Ziqing said impatiently.
Min Ziqiong's mother, however, was unyielding: "I've already been shamed enough by raising you three ungrateful brats, do I still fear others laughing? I tell you, it's useless no matter what you say today, I'm determined like a turtle eating a scale – iron-willed!"
Min Ziqiong's mother was so angry she was cursing herself like a turtle.
Min Ziqing on the other end of the video looked helpless.
Having such a mother, he felt despair.
At this moment, Elder Guo interjected: "Old Ancestor, are you sure you want to kill him? If you are, I can proceed!"
As he spoke, Elder Guo grabbed Min Ziqing by the throat.
Min Ziqing's cheeks instantly turned red, his eyes bulging, and his legs flailed in the air.
"Mom... help... help me..."
"I'm so... uncomfortable... I'm dying..."
"If there is a next life... I'll be your son again..."
Min Ziqing struggled to utter these words.
It seemed these few words had exhausted all his strength. He suddenly tilted his head, and it seemed he was only breathing out and not in!
Seeing this, Min Ziqiong's mother panicked.
Her expression was panicked, and she pleaded repeatedly: "Stop! Stop quickly! I'll release Xiao Qiong and her mother and daughter, okay? Please, stop quickly!"
"Mom, you said it! You have to keep your word!"
Unexpectedly, Min Ziqing suddenly spoke, his face not red and his breathing not labored, as if he were fine.
Min Ziqiong's mother was stunned, then understood.
Overwhelmed with grief and anger, she slapped the ground and cried out: "You little beast, you've conspired with outsiders to trick me too! Why am I so unfortunate, to have raised children who are all ungrateful!"