Chapter 64: Rescue

  Wu Shi, Wu Qī's father, was a man of his word, down-to-earth and practical. He maintained the original form of the Wu family but couldn't take it further. Due to his personality, he silently watched as the Lan family was destroyed, even accelerating their downfall, leaving many people perplexed. Although the relationship between the two families had always been tense, with Wu Shi's easy-going nature, they wouldn't have any major conflicts.

  This time he not only ruined the Lan family, but also wanted to take action against Jiang Nian. This sudden change in character made Wu Seventeen unable to accept it for a while, so their father-son relationship has been relatively tense during this period of time.

  "Father..."

  Wu Qiqi's voice was filled with a mix of anticipation and confusion.

  But that momentary expression was quickly interrupted, he felt the entire scene in front of him had blossomed, his ears buzzing, and the whole scene in front of him was white and chilling.

  Wu Shi Na slapped with great force, using the Phantom God's phantom power, and just one slap almost crippled Wu Shi Qi.

  Jiang Nian was still in that huge cocoon at this time. At the moment, she carefully noticed the strange and hidden expression on Wu Shi's face, and decisively felt that she wouldn't leave. So Ye Qi Hen moved the cocoon to a new location, so that those who left wouldn't discover this new blind spot. Those people probably really had something on their minds, or were too confident in this secret room, and actually no one noticed that there were still two people inside.

  Wu Qiqi's face was hit so hard that it was twisted to one side, as if she would fall over with just a slight stumble. Jiang Nian's pupils contracted slightly, revealing a hint of deep-seated coldness.

  "How did I teach you? I said that everything should be prioritized for the family, I said that you can only choose to believe in my decisions, I said that you must use everything to protect the Wu family." Wu Shi's tone was extremely fierce, his voice as loud as a bell, with visible anger, "Where did you hear these words? Ah!"

  Wu Qiqi hadn't yet recovered from the shock, and a large part of what was said he hadn't heard clearly, but he roughly understood what it meant. He subconsciously shook his head, wanting to refute, but his brain hurt so much that he couldn't say a word.

  Wu Shi looked at him with a sudden cold smile, and his furious temper suddenly calmed down. He gently stroked Wu Shiqi's swollen cheek, his touch filled with tenderness and a hint of apology. But immediately after, another sharp slap landed on the same spot, this time with even greater force. Wu Shiqi lost his balance and crashed to the ground with a loud thud, already half-unconscious.

  Wu Shi crouched down, staring at him with a look of expectation for the son of Cheng Long. His expression turned fierce again, and he stepped on Wu Shi's head with one foot. This kick was really too forceful, and blood gushed out of his nose. He struggled vaguely for a few moments before finally fainting.

  "Trash." Wu Shi still wouldn't give up and kicked Wu Seventeen's body that was lying on the ground, rolling several times before stopping.

  He looked at his son like this and felt a bit uncomfortable. Adding that he was tired from moving just now, he threw Wu Shi Qi alone here and left the secret room without looking back.

  It's better if I just die like this, anyway it can't help me either. He thought.

  After making sure that Wu Shi had left and would not return, Jiang Nian finally let Ye Qiheng extract the silk. She didn't rush over to check on Wu Shiqi's injuries, waiting until all the silk had been extracted before slowly walking over. In fact, she didn't want to see Wu Shiqi's face at this time, which must be very unsightly now. Wu Shi was too vicious, even willing to do such a thing to his own son, let alone others, who would have been killed long ago.

  She first felt Wu Qi's pulse, but couldn't feel anything, and looked at Ye Qiheng with some panic. Ye Qiheng was very helpless and held back the urge to roll his eyes, saying: "From where you're feeling, I can tell you don't even know where the pulse is, pretending to be a doctor?" After finishing speaking, he took out another strange device that looked like a set of modern medical equipment. Jiang Nian's sharp eyes noticed that on this metal stethoscope-like thing, there was an extremely ugly devil carved on it, making it look like a malevolent deity. She remembered that the previous thing that spat silk also had this thing on it. So she asked very directly: "What is this?"

  Ye Qihen glanced along her line of sight and replied indifferently: "Oh, this is my mark, indicating that it's mine."

  Chiang Nian tilted his head and thought that this thing looked so ugly, who would use it as their own symbol for no reason?

  She wanted to ask more, but Ye Qianyu interrupted her: "He's fine, it was just that the illusion force hit him directly and knocked him out. After all, his strength is ordinary, and his father, the city master, is a fantasy god, even if he is a low-ranking one, it's not something he can reach."

  Ye Qihen put the things away, took a look at Wu Seventeen who was still unconscious, and saw Jiang Nian's thoughtful eyes fixed on Wu Seventeen's face. Suddenly, he felt a little jealous.

  Digression

  ... Recently I've been writing so little... Waaahhh...