Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1181 Yongcheng

He naturally wouldn't reveal to Tang Ran that this technique, which allows one to conceal the aura of others, came from an inheritance he had received.

Tang Ran's cheeks flushed slightly at Jiang Xiaochuan's words, and she quickly looked away, but she was still unwilling to give up. "Don't change the subject. What kind of technique is this? Ordinary concealment techniques can't do this at all."

I'll tell you later.

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't respond directly, but pointed forward with his finger.

At the street corner ahead, the three black-clad figures from the Huangfu family were turning into a street blocked by blue construction barriers.

The construction site was marked with the words "Road construction, no passage allowed," and the street was quiet, without a single worker in sight.

"Follow them first, don't let them get lost."

The two moved quietly, hugging the fence as they moved inwards.

As soon as they reached a gap in the street, they saw the Huangfu family's offerings standing in the middle of the street, with the elderly man at the head of the group standing with his back to them, his figure as upright as a pine tree.

This old man was none other than Yongcheng, the half-step Nirvana Realm expert who had appeared in the mall earlier.

The elder standing on the left side of Yongcheng had bulging temples. He spoke first, his voice low but tinged with anxiety: "Elder Cheng, we've lost them again! That Tang Long fellow is really cunning; his aura stopped right there!"

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat. Was he chasing Tang Long?

This reversal left him a bit bewildered: Tang Long was just a nobody, so why were the Huangfu and Situ families making such a fuss?

The retainer on the right stepped forward and bowed to Yongcheng, saying, "Elder Yong, in my opinion, Tang Long's aura must have disappeared in this area. He definitely didn't go far!"

"There are too many people and too many scents around here, so it will take some effort to identify them. We'll need to use some special methods."

Yongcheng slowly turned around. "No need to rush into action. Let's not alert them. The Situ family has also gotten involved. We need to report this to the family head immediately for a decision."

He looked at the two elders, his tone becoming more solemn, "You two stay here and continue searching for Tang Long's whereabouts, while also keeping an eye on the Situ family."

"Remember, you absolutely cannot let the Situ family take Tang Long away first, understand?"

"understand!"

The two worshippers responded in unison.

Yongcheng didn't say anything more. With a flicker of his body, he swept past the fence like a black shadow and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant.

The remaining two offerings exchanged a glance and returned the way they came.

Jiang Xiaochuan instinctively hid behind the fence again, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure the two people were far away.

But before he could speak, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his wrist.

It's not the pinching that hurts, it's the fingernails that hurt.

He turned his head and saw that Tang Ran's face was as cold as ice, but her eyes were almost spitting fire. "Let me go!"

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback and looked down at the two people's hands.

Only then did he realize that, without him noticing, he had gone from holding Tang Ran's wrist to interlocking their fingers!

It's not entirely his fault.

Just now, my mind was filled with thoughts of "why I'm chasing Tang Long," and I also had to avoid the Huangfu family's eyes and ears. In my nervousness, when I pulled Tang Ran to hide, I unconsciously tightened my grip.

This gesture of interlocking fingers has indeed crossed the line.

He quickly let go, awkwardly touching his nose: "I was so engrossed in listening that I didn't notice."

A faint, pleasant fragrance suddenly wafted to my nose, emanating from my hands.

He subconsciously took a sniff—it smelled wonderful, a delicate herbal scent.

"you?!"

Tang Ran's voice was full of disgust; at this moment, Jiang Xiaochuan was no different from a pervert in her eyes.

Jiang Xiaochuan then snapped out of his daze and quickly put his hands behind his back. "Ahem, did you hear that? They're chasing Tang Long!"

He asked with a puzzled tone, then changed the subject, "Tang Long is only at the early stage of Grandmaster, why would the Huangfu family and the Situ family make such a fuss?"

"You're from the Flame Brigade, you should know what connections Tang Long has with these two families, right?"

Tang Ran's expression softened slightly, but her tone remained cold.

Upon hearing the name "Tang Long," a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes: "Tang Long? He's on the Yan Brigade's records, but he's just a guy who lives off the Jiang family in the capital. His cultivation level is low, and his methods are ordinary."

She paused, her brows furrowing slightly: "Logically speaking, the Huangfu family and the Situ family shouldn't be targeting him."

Jiang Xiaochuan stroked his chin, increasingly suspicious. "Something's not right. There's definitely something fishy going on here..."

He suddenly remembered that Tang Long had been targeted by the Crimson Blood Cult before. "Could it be related to the Crimson Blood Cult?"

Tang Ran's eyes narrowed: "Crimson Blood Sect? How do you know Tang Long has any connection with the Crimson Blood Sect?"

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't hide anything and briefly recounted what had happened before, concluding with a speculation: "Now it seems that the Huangfu and Situ families' search for Tang Long might be related to the Crimson Blood Sect, or perhaps..."

His eyes lit up: "Does Tang Long have what they want?"

Then he thought again and realized something was wrong: "He's Jiang Zhenyue's loyal dog. If he had anything good, he would have offered it to the Jiang family long ago..."

"uncertain."

Tang Ran took over, her tone carrying a sense of assessment of the situation, "Tang Long has already been kicked out of the Jiang family. Now he has absolutely no connection with the Jiang family. Even if he has something in his hands, there's no need for him to do anything for Jiang Zhenyue."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

He wasn't surprised that Tang Ran knew about the news of "Tang Long's expulsion"—Yan Lü was already keeping an eye on the power dynamics in the capital, so this kind of information wasn't exactly a secret.

"So we must find him as soon as possible."

Tang Ran's eyes revealed the sense of responsibility of a member of the Yan Brigade.

This incident could very well be the trigger for unrest in the capital.

As a member of the Flame Tribe, she couldn't ignore it.

These words were exactly what Jiang Xiaochuan was thinking. He also wanted to find Tang Long and find out what Huangfu Jingzhai was planning.

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded in agreement and simply said, "Come with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Ran subconsciously pulled her hand back.

She still felt the touch of Jiang Xiaochuan holding her hand and even interlocking their fingers; that awkward yet heart-pounding feeling was something she didn't want to experience again.

"Do you know where he is?"

She didn't believe this carefree guy could find a way to get close to someone she couldn't even find in Yongcheng; he was probably just using this as an excuse.

Jiang Xiaochuan saw through her thoughts at a glance and was very unhappy.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "How about we make a bet? If I can find Tang Long, you'll leave immediately?"

In fact, upon hearing the name "Tang Long," he had already quietly released his senses to begin searching.

Having had contact with him before, he was more familiar with Tang Long's aura than Yongcheng was.

Moreover, his perception was even more terrifying than Yongcheng's; he had already pinpointed the approximate location of Tang Long's hiding place.

"...boring."

Tang Ran pursed her lips, but when her gaze swept over Jiang Xiaochuan's face, she inexplicably paused.

She looked closely at Jiang Xiaochuan; there was no hint of mockery in his eyes, so he didn't seem to be deliberately teasing her.

Before she could think any further, Jiang Xiaochuan had already turned and walked back towards the clothing store they had visited.