Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

"Captain, we can interrogate her properly, but we still won't get any information about Miss Nangong's whereabouts that way," Gao Yao added, trying to persuade them. If they really watched Nangong Qinghe kill someone right under their noses, they wouldn't have anything to report when they got back.

The people behind them exchanged a few cryptic glances and joined in the persuasion.

"That's right! Captain, finding Miss Nangong is the most important thing right now."

"correct."

"Yup!"

Others, unsure how to persuade them, also echoed the sentiment.

Nangong Qinghe remained unmoved, the gun still pointed at them. "This is your last chance. Talk, or not?"

There is absolutely no intention to lay down the gun.

It's over!

This was Qianrui's first thought.

He couldn't pull the boss's arm...

The tense atmosphere made my heart race, as if the air itself had frozen.

"Brother, brother, brother!" came a breathless yet excited voice.

This broke the stalemate.

Qianrui lowered his hand and looked over.

Nangong Qian was still carrying that huge bag, and her physical strength had obviously improved, so she was not slow.

Like an elegant antelope, it suddenly rushed into Nangong Qinghe's arms, lowered its head and lay on Nangong Qinghe's chest.

Overwhelmed by a sense of injustice, her eyes suddenly reddened, and tears streamed down her face, quickly soaking the front of Nangong Qinghe's clothes.

Sniffling and sobbing, she said, "Big brother, my second cousin bullied me! He even tried to throw me away."

As she spoke, she cried even harder.

Like a child who has found their parents, they sadly recount their grievances, their sobbing uncontrollably in the presence of outsiders.

The moment Nangong Qinghe lunged at her, she lowered her gun, and her previously gloomy expression softened.

Seeing Nangong Qian like this, he couldn't bring himself to utter the rebuke that was stuck in his throat.

He sighed deeply and said in a serious tone, "Stand still. How can someone your age cry so easily?"

"Big brother, why are you yelling at me? Do you know I almost died!"

The proud little princess wiped away her tears. Although she still wanted to stay in her older brother's arms for a while, she obeyed Nangong Qinghe's words and stood up straight.

I was so excited just now that I realized there were a lot of people standing behind my brother.

She pouted sheepishly and looked at Qianrui first, "Qianrui, why didn't you remind me when there were so many people around? You made me so embarrassed."

The young lady started acting unreasonably again. Qianrui twitched his lips, turned his head away, and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Nangong Qian already knew Qian Rui's habits, so she simply started talking to him. She wasn't deliberately blaming him; it was just too awkward, and she wanted to ease the tension.

Nangong Qinghe looked Nangong Qian up and down before slowly opening her mouth: "You have all your limbs intact and your complexion is rosy. It seems you are doing very well."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qian immediately became anxious, pointing to the bruises on her arm from accidentally bumping into the corner of the wall and the small bloodstains on her legs from being scratched by a stone—scratches that would heal by the next day.

"Look at me, this, this, and this, they're all broken and bruised. Brother, how can you say I'm doing well?"

Qianrui rolled her eyes imperceptibly behind her. The young lady is indeed the young lady. Look at the two behind her. There's no harm without comparison.

He had long heard that the young lady had amazing luck and could always turn danger into safety, but he never expected it to be true!

In this place teeming with malevolent energy, an ordinary person emerged unscathed...

Even someone as composed as Nangong Qinghe pinched the bridge of her nose and interrupted Nangong Qian's presentation, "Alright, where's Qiao Feng?"

Nangong Qian deflated as she lowered the sleeve from her wrist, saying listlessly, "Second cousin, he's behind us."

Even her older brother doesn't care about her!

Before long, Qiao Feng, leaning on a cane, carefully moved towards this place from where Nangong Qian had just run over.

When Nangong Qinghe looked over, Qiao Feng was trembling all over.

Qianrui also looked at Qiao Feng, his mouth agape in surprise. This is the young master of the Qiao family?!

Qiao Feng's face was swollen on one side, and he had many wounds of all sizes all over his body. He looked timid and cowering, and he didn't look like a rich young master at all.

Qianrui thought to himself, "This injury is way too serious."

Then look at the young lady, muttering to herself incessantly, her energy even greater than his.

"Come here." As soon as Nangong Qinghe spoke, Qiao Feng's legs trembled, and Yu Manwen had to help him over.

"Big brother," Qiao Feng called out, mustering his courage.

When speaking to Qiao Feng, Nangong Qinghe's tone was stern and direct, carrying an unquestionable authority: "Hmm, go back first. When you get back, I'll definitely deal with you."

Qiao Feng was filled with anxiety and immediately put on a tearful face, "Big brother, I admit my mistake, I accept the punishment, please don't hit my face when we get back. Look how badly I'm injured."

Qiao Feng tried his best to play the victim, but it was to no avail. He only heard Nangong Qinghe's indifferent and serious voice, "Go back and continue training."

Qiao Feng: "......"

Qiao Feng's world has collapsed!

Nangong Qinghe often used exercise as an excuse to beat him up.

He always ended up with a bruised and swollen face from being beaten up, but it was thanks to the many beatings he had endured since childhood that he was able to survive this time, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

"How did they get here?" Nangong Qian was too excited before and didn't even notice that Chu Xia and Zhao Yanchen were standing behind her. Now that she saw them, she relied on her older brother.

Her spoiled brat temper and all the grievances she had suffered earlier erupted: "Qianrui, what are they doing here!"

Qianrui was completely baffled. What was wrong with the young lady this time?

Before he could answer, Nangong Qian started complaining like a floodgate, "Big brother, it was her! She stole my luck and tricked me into going up the mountain. My second cousin, that idiot, was also tricked by her."

Ignoring everything else, Nangong Qian grabbed Nangong Qinghe and pointed at Chuxia, trying to reason with her.

“I have more evidence here. This key contains a yellow talisman. The big boss was talking about how she used the yellow talisman to borrow my luck.”

Nangong Qian started rummaging through her bag.

借运？

Everyone looked on in astonishment.

I can almost smell the gossip.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xia's expression immediately changed. She wanted to say something, but swallowed it back after receiving a reassuring look from Zhao Yanchen.

Nangong Qinghe took the Ferrari keys, and after seeing the yellow talisman inside, her pupils contracted, and she exuded a murderous aura. "Heh, young master of the Zhao family, now that we have witnesses and evidence, I'm taking him away."

“Bring them all down the mountain for interrogation.”

As soon as Nangong Qinghe issued the order, the people behind him stopped watching the show and rushed forward to grab Chu Xia and the others.

Chu Xia's eyes flashed, the resentment in them impossible to conceal, her violent aura intensifying; she wanted to kill...

They forced me into this situation.

"Xiao Chu, follow them. This place is eerie, and we don't know where the ghost generals are. If you follow them, you'll be safer going down the mountain. Don't worry, once we get back to the capital, I'll have a way to make them admit their mistakes and release you."

Zhao Yanchen forced himself to speak in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xia's violent aura gradually subsided.

Ah Chen, he truly is her eternal protector...

Although Qianrui didn't particularly like this arrogant little princess, his expression changed instantly upon hearing that she had been borrowed. He immediately stepped forward and tied Chuxia up, his methods devoid of any gentleness.

Suddenly, Chu Xia's eyes no longer looked like eyes, and her nose no longer looked like a nose.