Chapter 396: Qiu Mochou’s Plan

At the bottom of the deep cliff.

In Qiu Mochou’s dwelling.

“Junior… Murong Yunhai!”

Qiu Mochou’s tone was not friendly!

So, the hesitant Murong Bufan quickly made up a name.

However, his hesitant demeanor displeased Qiu Mochou.

“Young man, don’t think you can play tricks in front of me.”

Looking at the young man she had fished out from the bottom of the pool, missing a “hand and phone,”

She coldly snorted.

Immediately.

Murong Bufan suddenly felt his heart start to spasm!

So painful!

He couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, his expression twisted in agony—

“This… this is…”

“Hehe, I already placed a special poison in your body.”

“Whenever I want, I can make you die!”

Seeing the face that bore some resemblance to Murong Bo, Qiu Mochou felt a sense of vengeful satisfaction:

“Do you understand?!”

“Yes… yes, I understand!”

“Good, now I will ask you a few questions, and you will answer honestly!”

Qiu Mochou began her interrogation:

“What is your relationship with that heartless old bastard Murong Bo?”

“Murong Bo?! I, I am…”

Seeing Qiu Mochou’s obvious animosity towards Murong Bo, Murong Bufan’s mind raced—

“This ugly woman must have a grudge against my father…”

“Sigh, but now that my father is dead, and she saved me…”

“I can only bide my time, waiting to recover my internal energy and regain my strength…”

However, Murong Bufan knew that his appearance was very similar to his father’s, and others could easily see the resemblance.

This senior Qiu directly asked “what is the relationship” instead of “is there a relationship.”

So, denying it was not an option.

Thinking quickly, he found a suitable excuse:

“Junior Murong Yunhai is indeed a member of the Murong family.”

“And the Murong Bo you mentioned is the head of the Murong family, my distant uncle.”

“Distant uncle…” Qiu Mochou asked again.

But this time, her tone carried a barely perceptible softness: “Then… do you know Murong Bo’s son, Murong Fu?”

“Murong Fu?!” This time, Murong Bufan was genuinely confused.

His father only had him as a son, and there was no one named Murong Fu in the entire Murong family!

“Um… Junior has never heard of him…”

“Impossible!”

However.

As soon as Murong Bufan answered, Qiu Mochou glared at him with icy eyes.

At the same time, he felt his heart start to spasm again.

He spoke in pain, “Senior, Junior is telling the truth!”

“Our family head… only has one child, named Murong Bufan, there is no Murong Fu!”

“Really, there isn’t!”

“………”

After a long period of pain.

Finally, “Is that so…”

Seeing that Murong Bufan didn’t seem to be lying, Qiu Mochou finally retracted her violent aura.

Because she thought of a possibility—

Murong Bo, back then, to avoid offending the Wang family and to smoothly ascend to the position of family head.

He could secretly poison me with Soft Muscle Powder after our joyous night and then try to eliminate me.

Such a cold and hypocritical person would naturally not dare to bring our son Fu’er back to the Murong family…

Although Murong Bo was heartless, Qiu Mochou didn’t think he would abandon his own son.

After all, it was because of this concern.

On the night Murong Bo tried to kill her, thinking she was doomed, she used all her strength to destroy his “foundation” with the Ice Soul Silver Needle…

Thus, Fu’er was his only bloodline. Even if he was unwilling, Murong Bo would pour all his efforts into him.

However.

This raised a new question—

“Let me ask you, who is this Murong Bufan’s mother?”

“Mother? Naturally, she is… the family head’s first wife!”

“…Wang Yuanjun?”

“That’s right.”

“When was the child born? After their marriage?”

“Uh… yes, it was about a year after they got married.” Murong Bufan explained his situation.

“……”

Then, his words made Qiu Mochou ponder:

“……A year later… and it’s the junior sister’s child… but wasn’t Murong Bo incapacitated… could he have been cured?”

Theoretically, it was possible, but Qiu Mochou didn’t think so.

She knew how severe her attack had been back then.

For Murong Bo to be cured, it would be as difficult as reattaching a severed limb!

“……Or could it be that the gentle and obedient junior sister also cuckolded Murong Bo!?”

“……”

“Very likely! Back then, Murong Bo was junior sister’s betrothed.”

“But later, he was with me, and even left with me on our wedding day.”

“Junior sister, in her resentment, changed her temperament, and with Murong Bo’s incapacity…”

“She started to have affairs with other members of the Murong family to get back at Murong Bo!”

“And Murong Bo, feeling guilty and wanting to hide his incapacity, could only endure it as if nothing happened!”

“Haha, Murong Bo, you deserve it!”

The worse Murong Bo’s situation, the happier she was!

After finishing her questions.

Qiu Mochou looked at Murong Bufan and got to the point:

“Murong Yunhai, you are a grandmaster-level martial artist, right?”

“Then let me be clear with you.”

“If you help me kill someone, I will give you the antidote and set you free!”

Hearing this, Murong Bufan curiously asked, “Who do you want me to kill?”

“You don’t need to know who he is, just know that he is my enemy!”

After saying this, Qiu Mochou pointed to a distant place—

“He lives in that cave over there!”

“Just now, during our fight, you and a strange chicken fell down.”

“I saved you, and that chicken was taken by him!”

“Xiao Heizi was taken by him?” Murong Bufan perked up.

Qiu Mochou nodded, “That’s right.”

“That bastard, like me, is also at the peak of the grandmaster level. We are evenly matched.”

“But now, with you.”

“When you recover your strength, I will go find him again.”

“At that time, you will hide and wait for the right moment to ambush!”

“Two against one, the advantage is mine, and that bastard will be dead for sure!”

Haha!

Thinking of this, Qiu Mochou found Murong Bufan very pleasing to the eye!

***

Late at night.

Qiu Mochou returned to her wooden house to rest.

And after experiencing so much, the exhausted Murong Bufan also returned to the nearby straw hut and lay down.

Soon, heavy breathing could be heard.

“……”

Just as Murong Bufan was sleeping soundly.

A shadow appeared by his bed.

Looking at his back, the shadow raised a sword.

“……Qiu Mochou will definitely make you help her against me, so… goodbye!”

Clearly, the assassin was Qiu Mochou’s enemy!

He had anticipated Qiu Mochou’s plan and decided to strike first!

The sword was about to stab down.

But in the next second.

He sensed something was wrong—

“Wait!”

“There’s a trap!”

Feeling the jujube pit shooting towards him like a bullet, he hurriedly dodged.

“Bang—bang—”

Although his movements were agile, he was still hit in the shoulder, blood flowing.

At this moment, Murong Bufan took the opportunity to turn around, holding a handful of powder, and threw it forcefully at the assassin’s face.

“Damn, it’s powder that suppresses internal energy flow!”

Knowing he had fallen into a trap, the assassin quickly jumped out the window to escape.

Qiu Mochou and Murong Bufan naturally gave chase.

“Hehe, you can’t escape!”

Because of the powder, the assassin was quickly caught by Qiu Mochou, and they started fighting.

And Murong Bufan, watching stealthily from the side, found the right moment and stabbed.

“Shh—” The cunning Demon-Slaying Sword Technique stabbed directly at the assassin’s kidney from behind.

The black-clad man cried out in pain, “Hiss—!”

However.

Feeling the recoil from the sword, Murong Bufan was even more shocked—

“This feeling is…”

“Shifting Stars?!!”

This was the Murong family’s ancestral skill!

Although Murong Bufan didn’t know why he couldn’t use it now, he could still recognize it!

“Could it be…?!”

Realizing this, Murong Bufan quickly looked at the assassin’s face.

Although it was late at night.

The distant moonlight reflected on the lake, casting a faint glow, allowing Murong Bufan to see the person’s face clearly.

It was a face he knew very well—

“Father?!!!”