"Are they dead?"
"If not, get up quickly! Explain to me what's going on!"
Yang Zhenren's voice was cold. He didn't even look at Min Ziqiong's parents lying on the ground as he spoke.
Min Ziqiong's parents finally realized something was wrong.
Trembling, they got up from the ground, covering their bleeding lips, and approached Yang Zhenren. "Real person, we truly don't know what's happening! You asked us to take out the true fragments, and we did. We cooperated with your command 100%, without any slack..."
"Heh." Yang Zhenren gave a sneer. "True fragments? How dare you utter those words!"
"These things are exactly the same as the ones before, all the most ordinary ivory powder, devoid of any spirituality!"
"What, you think I'm easy to fool? If you can't deceive me once, you'll try twice, and if that fails, thrice? You think one of them will succeed?"
Min Ziqiong's parents panicked.
Disbelief was etched on their faces. "That's impossible. We haven't touched these fragments since we got them. They clearly possessed spirituality before!"
"Real person, we are not lying to you. If you don't believe me, look at my wife's mouth. She was cut by these fragments back then!"
"Those fragments were like little sprites, flying into my wife's mouth on command, and then flying out again. Not only did they cut her mouth, but they also broke several of my wife's teeth!"
"Quick, wife, open your mouth and show the real person. Those broken teeth haven't been removed yet!"
Upon hearing this, Min Ziqiong's mother quickly opened her mouth wide.
She revealed several broken teeth inside.
Yang Zhenren glanced at them and his brows furrowed.
He could tell that Min Ziqiong's parents were not lying.
At this moment, they likely wouldn't dare to lie.
The broken teeth and the visible scars on Min Ziqiong's mother's mouth did indeed match the ivory powder.
This meant that what Min Ziqiong's parents said was likely true.
These powders had indeed exhibited spiritual behavior, akin to magical artifacts!
But why was there no spirituality now?
Yang Zhenren was baffled.
Beside him, Hu Daheng seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "Besides you, has anyone else touched these fragments? Think carefully, and answer after you've thought it through!"
"What do you mean?" Min Ziqiong's father blinked, looking confused.
On the other hand, Min Ziqiong's mother, upon hearing Hu Daheng's question, seemed to have an epiphany and exclaimed, "Someone has touched them! It was him! He definitely secretly swapped the true fragments!"
"No wonder he was so generous to us! Why would he give us valuable fragments instead of selling them himself!"
"So he had it all planned from the start! He deliberately gave us a pile of fakes, took our fifty million, and then secretly sold the real fragments!"
"I knew from the beginning that he wasn't a good person!"
Hu Daheng and Yang Zhenren exchanged a glance, and both looked at Min Ziqiong's mother. "Who is that person? Take us to him immediately!"
"If we can find him and retrieve the true fragments, we will overlook your mistakes today and give you a reward of one hundred million!"
"Don't think it's too little, after all, you only spent fifty million!"
Min Ziqiong's mother then realized that she had accidentally revealed the price.
However, she thought that with a hundred million reward, plus getting back her fifty million, she would still make a profit.
So she immediately nodded and said, "Hu Daheng, Yang Zhenren, please rest assured. I will take you to find him now!"
"He lives in Jianghai, not far from here. I'm sure he can't escape your grasp!"
After speaking, Min Ziqiong's mother resolutely strode out.
Hu Daheng and Yang Zhenren followed closely behind.
Before leaving, they glanced at Min Ziqiong's father and said, "Learn from your wife! What it means to be wise and decisive! If it weren't for her, you two would be dead by now!"
"How dare you call yourself a man! How dare you call yourself the head of the family!"
Min Ziqiong's father's face turned red.
The sense of masculinity he had regained for just one day dissipated once again.
The Min family had returned to the era where Min Ziqiong's mother was in charge.
...
Shouyang Mountain.
It was late at night.
Nannan and Min Ziqiong had already fallen asleep.
Ying Chen, however, seemed to have a peculiar habit, staring blankly at a bucket of bathwater he had used.
On the table beside him were several bottles and jars, all containing Ying Chen's bathwater!
The only difference was that different medicinal herbs had been added to each of these bottles and jars.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the sound of a car engine roared outside the villa.
It wasn't other residents of the Shouyang Mountain villa area returning home, but heading directly towards the summit.
Their target was clear, with no attempt at concealment.
The car stopped at the entrance of Ying Chen's villa.
The sound of several people getting out of the car was heard.
"Hmm?" Ying Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts interrupted as he turned to look outside.
Ying Chen could discern the number of people from the sound of their footsteps.
Three of them were ordinary mortals, their footsteps heavy and clear.
However, there was also an extremely light, almost imperceptible footstep, as light as a spring breeze rustling through leaves or a sandworm gnawing on food, almost impossible to distinguish!
"There's also a fairly skilled術法 expert." Ying Chen immediately deduced their identity!
Ying Chen glanced at the room where Nannan was sleeping.
He shook his head. "Forget it, I won't entertain guests inside. Let the child sleep soundly!"
With that, Ying Chen got up and pushed open the door to go out.
At that moment, Yang Zhenren, Hu Daheng, and two others had just reached the villa door.
Min Ziqiong's mother, like a guide acting as a traitor, pointed at the villa with enthusiasm. "It's here! The kid who swapped the true magical artifact fragments lives inside!"
"Real person, should I knock on the door and call him out?"
Yang Zhenren cast a cold glance at the villa and waved his hand. "No need."
He then raised his hand and wrote a character on his palm.
He brought it to his mouth and blew.
The next second, the world seemed to change. The crescent moon was in the sky, yet a large patch of dark clouds suddenly appeared.
At the same time, gusts of cold wind whined and swirled towards the villa.
Within the cold wind, something terrifying seemed to be hidden, and a pair of scarlet eyes were faintly visible.
"Blowing a character into an army. The real person's methods are truly divine and awe-inspiring!"
Min Ziqiong's mother flattered him.
Yang Zhenren sneered. "What kind of method is this? It's just a trivial skill! In one minute, the person inside will appear before us!"
Yang Zhenren's move was similar to the "Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth" technique, where the cold wind contained little ghosts.
The difference was that "Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth" transported gold and silver treasures, while Yang Zhenren's move transported living people.
"You're quite self-aware, knowing your trick is trivial and not worth mentioning!"
Unexpectedly, before anyone inside the villa could be seen, a voice came from within.
Then, a beam of light pierced Yang Zhenren's gust of cold wind. The cold wind instantly exploded in mid-air, scattering and dissipating on the spot.