Chapter 754
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Chapter 754 Becoming a Spirit?
If someone else had said this, Tang Dehui wouldn’t have cared.
But the person speaking was Lu Chuyue, the precious daughter of the Lu family!
Since she had spoken, Fang Yu’s fate was inevitably sealed!
Tang Dehui’s expression softened considerably, even breaking into a smile.
Fang Yu, that thorn in his side, would be eliminated without any effort.
What made him even happier was that Lu Chuyue’s intervention on Tang Cong’s behalf also made her position clear.
From now on, the Lu family and Tang family would be one.
This was the best news of all.
“Thank you for your trouble, Chuyue,” Tang Dehui said. “This kind of matter should have been handled by us.”
“It’s nothing, Uncle. Tang Cong is my fiancé, and we’ll be family soon. It doesn’t matter who handles these things,” Lu Chuyue replied.
These words gave Tang Dehui and Jiang Heyue a strong boost of confidence.
The couple exchanged glances, their eyes full of joy.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the hospital room door.
A man wearing a blue robe entered the room, holding a small medicine bottle.
“Miss, here is the wound-cleaning ointment you requested,” the man bowed his head respectfully as he presented the bottle to Lu Chuyue.
Lu Chuyue took the bottle, walked to the bedside, and began unwrapping the bandages from Tang Cong’s face.
“Chuyue, shouldn’t we… or perhaps the hospital nurse do this?” Tang Dehui asked.
“No need, Uncle, let me do it,” Lu Chuyue said.
Then, Lu Chuyue slowly unwrapped the bandages from Tang Cong’s face, revealing his swollen, purplish-blue cheeks.
Tang Cong no longer had his usual handsome, dashing appearance.
Seeing his face, the Tang couple felt their hearts clench, and their hatred for Fang Yu deepened.
However, watching Lu Chuyue carefully and attentively applying the ointment to Tang Cong’s wounds… they felt immensely gratified.
Soon, they would truly become one family with the Lu family.
And Fang Yu would permanently disappear after tonight.
There was no need to be angry with a dead man; properly planning how the Tang family would secure its position as the number one secular family in North Capital… that was the right path.
Soon, Lu Chuyue finished applying the ointment to Tang Cong and rewrapped the bandages.
“The wound will heal within three days,” Lu Chuyue said as she returned the medicine bottle to the attendant standing behind her.
“Thank you, Chuyue,” the Tang couple said.
At this moment, Lu Chuyue’s willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed.
It was already 10:40 PM.
Uncle Liang should have sent news by now.
But until now, she hadn’t received any message.
Could it be… that he failed?
Lu Chuyue hadn’t ruled out the possibility that the assassination attempt might fail.
But even if the assassination failed, in the worst case, Uncle Liang had the ability to escape unharmed.
Yet there was still no news… what was going on?
Lu Chuyue looked at the time, her brows furrowing deeper.
Then, she took out her phone and checked it, but there were no messages or calls.
Something wasn’t right.
Lu Chuyue opened her contacts and was about to make a call.
At that moment, a call came in.
“What’s wrong?” Lu Chuyue asked, feeling an ominous premonition.
“Miss… Big Brother Liang… is dead,” a trembling voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lu Chuyue’s face changed dramatically, her heart tightening violently.
She had never imagined such an outcome!
“Are you… certain?” Lu Chuyue took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.
“Yes, I’m at the place where Big Brother Liang’s last signal came from… there’s only a pool of blood here, the ground is deeply indented… there are signs of a struggle… but I couldn’t even find Big Brother Liang’s body…” The voice on the phone was already tinged with tears.
For their martial arts family, as long as they didn’t conflict with other martial arts families and only completed tasks in the secular world, death was an extremely rare occurrence.
But now, the bloody reality was before their eyes.
Even if they didn’t want to believe it, they had no choice.
“Miss, what should I do now?” the trembling voice asked.
Lu Chuyue’s breathing was heavy, and for a moment she didn’t know what to do.
The situation had completely exceeded her expectations.
Uncle Liang was her most trusted subordinate. She had considered that the assassination of Fang Yu might fail, but she never dreamed that Uncle Liang would be killed in return… and that they couldn’t even find his body.
“First… confirm if that pool of blood belongs to Uncle Liang… as long as there’s no body, there’s still a chance he’s alive… I’ll return to the Lu family soon, and you can report to me in person then,” Lu Chuyue said slowly.
After hanging up, Tang Dehui and his wife noticed Lu Chuyue’s grim expression, no longer serene as before. They exchanged glances, their eyes full of shock.
After thinking for a moment, Tang Dehui still asked, “Chuyue… has something happened?”
Lu Chuyue looked at the Tang couple, her eyes filled with cold killing intent.
This frightened them so much that their legs went weak, and they retreated several steps.
“I’m sorry, Uncle and Auntie, I have an urgent matter to attend to and can’t look after Tang Cong tonight,” Lu Chuyue took another deep breath and bowed slightly.
Then she turned around and left the hospital room with her attendant.
After leaving the room, Lu Chuyue asked the attendant, “Has Father returned?”
“The master returned home at eight o’clock tonight,” the attendant respectfully replied.
“Good,” Lu Chuyue nodded, turning her head, a faint blood-red color appearing in her eyes.
If Uncle Liang was truly dead, she would make Fang Yu pay with his life, no matter the cost!
…
At North Capital 101, in the bamboo house deep inside.
In the living room on the first floor, there was a bamboo-woven dining table.
On the table were two plates of stir-fried dishes and three bowls of white porridge.
Fang Yu, Ye Shengxue, and little Fengling sat around the table.
“We’re having a late-night snack, why are you joining in?” Fang Yu frowned, speaking to Fengling.
“After working so hard for your household all these years, don’t I even deserve a place at the table?” Fengling retorted fearlessly.
Fang Yu looked at Fengling, his expression suddenly becoming very serious.
“Tell me honestly, can you actually smell the aroma of this food? Do you truly have a desire to eat it?” Fang Yu asked.
Seeing Fang Yu’s sudden seriousness, Fengling said somewhat timidly, “What’s wrong… I just won’t eat if it’s a problem…”
“Answer my question,” Fang Yu said.
“I… of course I can smell the aroma,” Fengling answered.
“When you smell it, do you feel a desire to eat?” Fang Yu asked with furrowed brows.
Fengling lowered her head, poking her fingers together, and said softly, “I guess I do want to eat a little… but it’s fine if I don’t.”
Seeing Fengling’s pitiful appearance, Ye Shengxue felt compassion and said, “Mr. Fang, if Sister Fengling wants to eat… I can make an extra portion in the future, it won’t take much more time…”
“Whether she eats or not isn’t the issue; the issue is why she wants to eat,” Fang Yu said, staring at Fengling.
Ye Shengxue didn’t know that Fengling was just a spirit of an artifact, so she didn’t understand what Fang Yu meant.
But to Fang Yu, it was very strange.
How could a spirit of an artifact gradually become more like a human?
If eating was just a mimicking behavior, it would be understandable.
But Fengling said she could smell the aroma and felt a desire to eat… that was very strange.
“Could you really be becoming a sentient being?” Fang Yu reached out and pinched Fengling’s face, muttering to himself.
“That hurts!” Fengling struggled desperately.
“Forget it, I’ll observe more later,” Fang Yu let go and began drinking his porridge.
Fengling secretly glanced at Fang Yu, picked up her bowl, took a sip of porridge, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
…
The next morning, Fang Yu left North Capital and traveled to the northeastern part of China.
It had been nearly ten days since Ling’er was handed over to the old turtle.
Therefore, he needed to check on Ling’er’s situation.
Through the tree stump, Fang Yu once again entered the small world created by the old turtle.
Arriving at the mountain spring, Fang Yu didn’t see the old turtle or Ling’er.
Fang Yu looked around and released his divine sense.
Soon, he found the old turtle in a nearby cave.
Fang Yu walked into the cave, which was a rather spacious area inside.
The old turtle, in human form, was standing at a wooden table covered with various bottles and jars that emitted an extremely strong medicinal smell.
