Chapter 1090 Situ Zhen
Chapter 1090 Situ Zhen
He stared at Jiang Xiaochuan's overly calm face.
In just a few seconds of stalemate, countless possibilities flashed through Butler Chen's mind, but he could not afford the ultimate cost of each one.
"……OK!"
Finally, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth, turned around abruptly, no longer looking at anyone, and shouted at the bodyguard in a low voice: "Quick! Go back!"
After saying that, he dived back into the luxurious Rolls-Royce, almost in a panic.
The engine roared again, kicking up a cloud of dust.
This drama, which started well but ended poorly, completely stunned Peng Chaoen.
The Situ family's housekeeper...
He was actually scared away by just one sentence from Jiang Xiaochuan?
How can this be? !
After a brief moment of daze, Peng Chaoen suddenly "woke up".
A smug smile appeared on his face, as if to say, "I've seen through everything."
"Brilliant! Really brilliant! Butler Chen's tactic is called playing hard to get! He must be afraid of alerting the enemy and letting this Jiang guy escape!"
"Pretend to retreat now to paralyze him. When Master Hong arrives with a large group of troops, he won't be able to escape even if he has wings! Hahaha!"
"...Ogawa."
A clear thought, like an invisible thread, floated accurately into Jiang Xiaochuan's ears.
When one reaches the Grandmaster level, his mind is concentrated and he is able to communicate his thoughts through the method of "transmitting sound into secret".
No words needed.
Wu Laoxie had used this trick before when he went to Shitou Village to find Wang Xiting.
Jiang Xiaochuan was really shocked at that time.
Although he has reached the Grandmaster level now, Jiang Xiaochuan has never used this method before.
At this moment, when he suddenly heard Feng Ji's voice, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.
Feng Ji didn't know the whole story and saw Uncle Chen running away in a hurry.
Although he felt that it was not as mysterious as Peng Chaoen said, he really couldn't figure out Jiang Xiaochuan's intention of having Situ Hong come in person, and couldn't help but ask him through voice transmission.
"Mr. Feng, I know my limits."
Jiang Xiaochuan secretly gathered his energy, swirled his internal force in his throat, and responded with his thoughts.
After trying it, it worked very smoothly.
"Do you know what I would do if I were you?"
After responding to Feng Ji, he turned his gaze to Peng Chaoen, who was standing beside him with a resentful look on his face.
"what?"
Being stared at by Jiang Xiaochuan, Peng Chaoen felt uneasy and said in a timid manner.
"Of course, you should hurry home, spend some quality time with your family, and arrange your final arrangements. After all... you don't have much time left."
Jiang Xiaochuan said lightly.
"fart!!"
Peng Chaoen's fury instantly exploded, and the muscles on his face twitched wildly.
He tried to use his voice to dispel the ominous chill in his heart, "Who are you trying to scare?! Jiang Xiaochuan! You dare to be stubborn even when you are about to die! When Master Hong arrives, I will watch you being torn into pieces with my own eyes!"
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan shrugged and said nothing.
He gave this suggestion sincerely, and since the other party didn't appreciate it, then forget it.
At the same time, in the inner house of the Situ family.
In Situ Hong's room, a chilly atmosphere permeated the air.
Situ Hong lay shirtless on his back on the huge rosewood carved bed, his body twitching violently like a boiled shrimp!
His originally handsome face was now distorted beyond recognition, and his complexion was a horrifying blue-gray color.
What was even more bizarre was that a dark evil spirit, like a living creature, was wriggling crazily under his exposed skin.
"what--!!"
"It hurts me so much!!"
Heart-wrenching howls continued to squeeze out of his throat, and each violent convulsion was accompanied by an even more shrill wail.
Beside the bed, a beautiful woman in a simple cheongsam tightly grasped Situ Hong's cold and trembling hand.
The voice was filled with despair and tears: "Hong'er! Hold on! Master... think of a solution quickly, Master!"
The one called Master is none other than the current head of the Situ family - Situ Zhen.
Looking at his eldest son lying in agony on the bed, Situ Zhen's eyes did not show the slightest pain that a father should have.
Instead, it is filled with an indescribable irritability.
He turned his head sharply, looking at Mr. Ghost, who was standing in the shadows behind him with his hands hanging down, and said in a deep voice, "Sir! Do you really have no other options?"
Listening to the undisguised anger in Situ Zhen's words.
Mr. Gui's already bitter expression became even uglier, and he felt extremely aggrieved.
In just half a day, he had used all his methods.
Talismans, magic tools, secret techniques...even at the cost of one's own essence trying to guide the evil spirit.
However, the Yin energy entrenched in Situ Hong's body is extremely overbearing and strange.
Not only was he unmoved, but he retaliated even more violently as if enraged!
Even if he could shake it a little bit, he would not suggest to attack the enemy who destroyed his Yinming Pearl!
After some trouble, Mr. Ghost was completely sure.
What was in Situ Hong's body was not the residual soul and evil energy from the Yinming Pearl.
It was clearly Jiang Xiaochuan's doing!
But who would believe this truth?
Who in the entire capital city doesn’t know that he is an expert in dealing with ghosts and spirits?
Furthermore, if he admitted that he was helpless.
Instead, he was ambushed by an unknown kid and had no way to stop him. Isn't that a slap in the face?
After hesitating for a moment, a hint of resentment flashed in Mr. Ghost's eyes.
He hissed, "Master, calm down! This evil spirit has been cursed by that kid named Jiang."
"If I force my move, I'm afraid the young master will be in danger. After Butler Chen brings him here and cures Young Master Hong, I ask the head of the family to...completely kill this boy! To prevent future troubles!"
"I'm asking you! Is there no way to relieve his pain?!"
Situ Zhen's voice suddenly rose, interrupting Mr. Gui's attempt to shift the blame.
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