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Chapter 641: Chapter 0643: Destruction and Theft

After Qian Youquan finished speaking, Chu Ge’s mind flashed with the image of that man wearing a mask.

But what does this person have to do with the Black Witch Sect?

Chu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered for a while, then heard Qian Youquan continue: "Later, I asked around among my contacts, and the result was only that he is a disciple from a reclusive Sect called the Sunflower Sect."

Qian Youquan sighed. It was only in moments of utter powerlessness that people would feel completely worthless. Qian Youquan had always thought he had some influence, that he could secure a foothold in a corner of Beijing, and that was already quite impressive to him.

But when he, a common man, encountered an Ancient Martial Artist, it was like an ant facing an elephant. Facing a formidable enemy, all the advantages he thought he had vanished into thin air.

Qian Youquan realized his thoughts had wandered too far and hurriedly pulled them back. He rubbed his hands and looked at Chu Ge somewhat sheepishly.

Seeing Qian Youquan hesitate to speak, Chu Ge knew he had something to say. Chu Ge sat silently on the sofa, watching him and asked: "Mr. Qian, if there’s anything else, just say it."

Knowing Chu Ge to be a straightforward person, Qian Youquan also did not beat around the bush any longer. He smiled and asked: "Mr. Chu, do you think it’s possible for someone my age to start learning Ancient Martial Arts?"

Chu Ge looked at Qian Youquan in surprise, "You want to learn Ancient Martial Arts?"

Qian Youquan nodded firmly, "When I found out that the person who did this to me was an Ancient Martial Artist, I really wanted to become one, learn ancient martial arts, so that I could take my revenge."

Chu Ge pondered for a moment, his lips curling up slightly as he said: "If you want to learn Ancient Martial Arts just for the sake of revenge, then I advise you not to bother."

Qian Youquan was startled and looked at Chu Ge, puzzled. "Why? Is it because of my age?"

Chu Ge gently shook his head, "It’s not about age; it’s about your attitude. Ancient Martial Arts is not only about killing. If you want to learn it just for revenge, then I advise you not to get involved, because you’ll just lose your life."

Still not understanding, Qian Youquan watched as Chu Ge showed no further inclination to explain. Chu Ge slowly stood up, made a gesture to indicate that Qian Youquan was free to leave, and said: "Mr. Qian, I have some matters to attend to, so I won’t keep you here for dinner."

His words were very straightforward, and Qian Youquan, having no good reason to stay, awkwardly smiled, bid farewell to Chu Ge, and left the villa.

Several days later.

Hospital.

"Grandpa, the discharge procedures are all settled, we can leave at any time."

Nangong Man Sha looked at her Grandpa, who had been silently sitting on the hospital bed, feeling somewhat puzzled. He had been eagerly talking about being discharged and leaving this place, but now that he could be discharged, he had been sitting here for almost half an hour and still hadn’t left.

Somewhat perplexed, Nangong Man Sha asked: "Grandpa, are you waiting for someone?"

Old Master Nangong glanced at her, sighed softly, wanting to nod, but eventually shook his head.

In fact, he was waiting for Chu Ge. A voice inside kept telling him that the words spoken by this young man, who seemed to be only in his twenties, made no sense.

It’s just that some things he was unwilling to face.

Nangong Man Sha, seeing the Old Master just sitting there silent, stepped forward with confusion in her heart, "Grandpa, what’s wrong?"

Old Master Nangong collected his thoughts, shook his head gently, sighed, and then slowly got up. He said to Nangong Man Sha: "It’s nothing, let’s go."

Just as Old Master Nangong got up, he saw a figure flash into the doorway; recognizing the visitor, his lips curled imperceptibly.

"Old Master, preparing to be discharged today?" Chu Ge came in and asked.

Old Master Nangong nodded, replying: "Yes, I’m quite fed up staying in this hospital, so I’ve decided to leave. Mr. Chu, this doesn’t interfere with your plans, does it?"

Chu Ge was taken aback and then puzzledly asked, "My plans?"

Old Master Nangong was at a loss for words, "The plans you mentioned before, eh? The ones about helping me to catch the traitor within the Nangong Family, as I’m still pretending to be sick, right?"

Chu Ge suddenly understood, and gave a sound of realization, "It seems the Old Master has come to trust what I’ve said."

Old Master Nangong smiled. It wasn’t about trust; he simply thought that since Chu Ge was keen to help him, he might as well let him do it. Whether the person who poisoned him was the traitor in the Nangong Family or not, he wanted to catch them. And now, he intended to use Chu Ge’s help to capture them quietly. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement, so why not? noveldrama

Of course, these were thoughts that Old Master Nangong didn’t voice out loud. He simply chuckled softly, "I wonder, Mr. Chu, what are your plans?"

Chu Ge pondered for a moment, then glanced at Nangong Man Sha meaningfully, his look clearly conveying that he didn’t want her to stay and listen any further.

Nangong Man Sha’s expression was filled with grievance. She pouted, and with frustration asked: "Can’t I listen?"

Chu Ge shook his head.

Nangong Man Sha’s eyes carried a touch of sorrow.

Seeing this, Old Master Nangong raised his hand to pat Nangong Man Sha on the shoulder and said: "Alright, go out first. I have something to discuss with Mr. Chu."

Once the Old Master spoke, Nangong Man Sha had no choice but to comply. She pouted her mouth, nodded sullenly, "Okay, Grandpa, I’ll go out first."

After Nangong Man Sha left, also closing the door behind her, Chu Ge approached the sofa to sit down, signaling Old Master Nangong to sit as well.

"Mr. Chu, can you speak now?"

Chu Ge said: "Actually, it’s very simple. When you return to the Nangong Family, just let your guard down on purpose."

Old Master Nangong looked at Chu Ge skeptically, asking in confusion: "Let my guard down on purpose? What do you mean?"

"Every day you need to take Earth Ganoderma on time, and you don’t need to be too careful about where it’s stored."

"If I’m not careful, what if they tamper with the Earth Ganoderma again?" Old Master Nangong asked worriedly. He didn’t want to barely emerge from illness only to fall into it again because of another poisoning.

But seeing Chu Ge’s confident look, Old Master Nangong hesitated.

"Mr. Chu, are you saying...?"

Chu Ge gently shook his head, "My aim is for them to tamper with the Earth Ganoderma."

"What?" Old Master Nangong stared at him in shock, unable to grasp what Chu Ge was thinking.

Chu Ge explained: "Actually, it’s quite simple. They will surely find ways to ruin the Earth Ganoderma or steal it directly, just like the previous disappearance of the Spiritual Liquid."