Chapter 127 - Ah, I am so sad
Chapter 127: Chapter 127- Ah, I am so sad
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
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When the news spread back,
and the corpse was sent.
A dark cloud covered every single corner of the Chen Family home.
The servants panicked and discussed in secluded corners of the manor. Was Chen Family in trouble, or did they offend people they shouldn’t have offended? If they didn’t leave now, would they have to die together with Chen Family?
Such topics were common all around.
It gave the servants an urge to run away.
However, they didn’t dare to run as they were assets of the Chen Family. They would die if they tried to run.
Chen Family Manager’s face was dark and sunken as he guarded at the gate. He stared at the servants; anyone who tried to flee would die.
Old Master’s death had the largest impact on him.
The Chen Family business couldn’t collapse just like that.
The blade in his hand was already stained in blood. One servant spoke things that he shouldn’t have, and he heard it, so he chopped his head off as a warning to everyone that they would end up like that if they sprouted nonsense.
Within the room.
Li Cong shook Young Master, wake up. You can’t faint, the Chen Family still needs your leadership. If he fainted just like that, nothing would be solved, and it would instead make things much more complicated.
Someone went to invite God Doctor An, but they didn’t expect that he wasn’t there. The doctors in the city seemed to have vanished, none of them could be found at all.
The moment they learned that Chen Shengyao directly fainted due to Old Master Chen’s death, they knew that the situation wasn’t right and that someone would invite them to wake him up.
However, no one dared to go.
It was too dangerous.
With Chen Family Young Master’s violent tendencies, the moment he woke up, there was a chance he would chop them to death with one blade.
They hadn’t lived long enough and didn’t dare to take the risk.
“Young Master, wake up, wake up.” Chen Shengyao’s neck was turning red.
Li Cong was really strong.
He, too, didn’t believe that Old Master would die.
However, he had no choice but to believe it as the corpse was right there. Could he just craft a reason to lie to himself?
Suddenly.
Chen Shengyao shifted about and slowly opened his eyes.
“Li Cong, my Father died?” Chen Shengyao opened his mouth and asked.
“Young Master, Old Master really died.” Li Cong tore in sadness. As the Chen Family Teacher, how could he not be sad? He had a good life under Old Master, if he followed Young Master he would die sooner or later.
Pa!
Li Cong was stunned by that slap.
What happened.
Why did he slap me? I didn’t say anything wrong. Although I am a Teacher, I have pride, couldn’t he give him some respect?
Chen Shengyao couldn’t accept the cruel reality and muttered to himself, “Impossible; I have to be having a dream; everything is a dream.”
Li Cong pressed his face; he looked like someone who was wronged.
“Young Master, this isn’t a dream.”
He raged in his heart.
This really isn’t a dream.
Pa!
Chen Shengyao slapped him once more, “Does it hurt?”
Li Cong’s eyes turned red.
He wasn’t angry.
He really felt wronged.
“It hurts Young Master, it hurts.” Li Cong said.
Young Master asked if it hurt to know whether or not he was in a dream, but why did he have to hit him, couldn’t he just hit himself?
Did a servant now have any status at all?
Li Cong was really sad.
He was loyal to Chen Family and to Young Master, but he was the one that suffered every time.
“So, this really isn’t a dream.” Chen Shengyao’s eyes froze, his hands slumped down powerlessly.
Li Cong stood at the side silently.
He really didn’t dare to say anything.
Fear.
He didn’t care about happiness or sadness but feared Young Master, who often vented his anger on him.
He cursed in his heart.
Damn!
Whether or not it is a dream, did he have to test it like that?
Chen Shengyao muttered, “What kind of person did my Father offend. Why didn’t he tell me? If he did, I would have a good idea who I am dealing with.”
For some reason, Chen Shengyao also got worried about whether he would be dragged down by his Father.
Li Cong wanted to tell him.
Now wasn’t the time to think about all this. Old Master’s corpse was here, and they had to complete post-death matters to bury him. That was the most important thing.
However, he didn’t dare to say that.
He was hit when he didn’t say anything.
He would probably still get hit if he said more.
Why not just say nothing?
Dong dong!
Chen Family Manager walked over, “Young Master, Old Master Chen isn’t here anymore. You are the core of Chen Family, so think of a way to calm everyone down. A servant wanted to flee, but I killed him.”
Chen Shengyao’s face turned cold, “Kill anyone that tries to escape.”
“Yes.” Chen Family Manager replied.
Chen Shengyao said, “Instruct them to do the post-mortem rites.”
Since things had already happened, time couldn’t be reversed. Chen Family was now in his hands.
For some reason, Chen Shengyao felt that the burden on his body got heavier.
Father’s death naturally made him sad. But for some reason, he felt a little happy too.
No, how could he feel that way?
He was really sad now.
Huang Family.
When Huang Boren got that news, he was shocked.
Oh my god.
Old Master Chen was dead?
Was that not a joke?
No matter what, he didn’t believe that the cunning old fox Chen Daoyun had actually died.
He also died in such a mysterious way.
“Who did that?” Huang Boren was in deep thought, Martial Path Mountain? No, impossible. Even if he had high hopes on them, he didn’t believe that Martial Path Mountain had such ability.
He knew about Old Master Chen’s ability. Although he looked very old and about to die but that was just his surface look.
“Men monitor every movement of the Chen Family.”
He couldn’t understand, so he didn’t plan to bother thinking. He used the most useless method, which was to monitor them to see what was going on.
Even.
He was thinking whether or not Chen Daoyun was faking death and was planning some things in the dark.
Anyways, Old Master Chen’s death was blown into the open.
The commoners working on Martial Path Mountain were discussing it.
To them, this was gossip, talking about things that people knew about.
Liang Yongqi had no interest in this at all.
If he is dead, then he is dead.
Anyways he wasn’t the one that died, and this didn’t concern him at all.
Zhang Tianxian just showed a slight shock. He knew Old Master Chen wasn’t a good person, and he had some short interactions with him when he opened Martial Path Mountain.
He could most definitely tell anyone that he was a bad person.
“Old Master Chen is dead.”
Yuan Tianchu knocked bricks on the ground; he took note of everything that he heard them say.
There was a problem with this.
There was definitely a problem.
What he thought about wasn’t so simple, it was much more complicated than what everyone was thinking about.
Based on his guess, it was probably done by Lin Fan.
If not now, would there be so many coincidences?
Chen Family and Lin Fan had conflicts; then Wolf Brigade came over to disturb, then Old Master Chen died just like that.
If one connected the dots,
they could come up with a scary reason.
Needless to say,
Lin Fan definitely did it.
How terrifying.
It was best if normal people didn’t offend a person with such a personality.
At that moment,
He saw Lin Fan and Zhou Zhongmao pass him and walk towards the distance.
He didn’t ask and just stared at their expressions.
Something was going on; they were definitely hiding something.
“Brother Yuan, what are you thinking?” Liang Yongqi upon seeing Yuan Tianchu’s stunned expression, he noticed that Yuan Tianchu knew about something.
Yuan Tianchu said calmly, “Do you know who killed Old Master Chen? I know, but I can’t tell you.”
Damn!
Liang Yongqi rolled his eyes, since he couldn’t tell him then why say all this?
So uninteresting.
This person was just so uninteresting.
However, he was curious.
However, he knew that Yuan Tianchu definitely wouldn’t tell him who did it.
Zhou Zhongmao and cousin were practicing behind Martial Path Mountain.
“Cousin, I am attacking.”
When he knew how strong cousin got, he was delighted.
While practicing with Cousin, he told cousin what to pay attention to while fighting to let one be in their safest state.
He noticed that Cousin had a deep comprehension of all sorts of techniques.
Then he cultivated them to the legendary Returning to True Realm.
That was a really terrifying level.
Even he only cultivated two techniques to the Returning to True Realm.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to but that to reach there not only needed hard work but comprehension—one’s comprehension of the technique.
“Cousin will become an expert that stands at the top.”
Zhou Zhongmao thought to himself.
Cousin’s understanding of martial arts was much stronger than his.
Practicing all the way tonight, Zhou Zhongmao started to sweat.
This continuous training was really tiring.
Even he who thought he could fight without stopping felt that his stamina was not enough.
On the contrary, Cousin was totally fine.
Like he wasn’t tired at all.
Lin Fan was really calm and not tired at all. Cousin practicing with him helped him comprehend fighting.
His stamina and internal strength were endless, and the influx of which didn’t stop at all.
The small support system was so amazing.
It was just a little overpowered.
29th July.
The second day after Old Master Chen died.
Jiang City was solemn and silent. Everyone in Chen Manor was drained, sadness and grief spread out.
Many commoners headed over and stood outside the manor to mourn for Old Master Chen.
They were really sad.
Old Master Chen was such a good person, but he actually died just like that.
Chen Shengyao couldn’t stand them. Why were the commoners crying, were they here to laugh at him?
He wanted to pull his blade and chop them up.
But Li Cong stopped him.
Young Master stop, they came to send Old Master off. You taking your blade and chopping them didn’t make sense.
In the Ancestral Hall.
The coffin was placed there. Old Master Chen had no head, and they couldn’t find it at the location. So they used a flower vase as his brain and then covered it with a cloth.
They just looked at the body, and it was enough.
Many rich merchants came over to pay respects.
A slightly fatter merchant pulled Chen Shengyao’s hand, he stammered, emotions surging out, “Kid…, you… Haiz.”
Words were hard to describe.
He could only keep wiping his tears.
He wanted to say that he had been with his father for decades; his father was an animal and conned him. Now that he was dead, he was really happy but didn’t know what to say.