nucmednet Chapter 593 Offering Fish 29
Chapter 593 Offering Fish 29
Because the steward tipped him off in advance, Master Yan learned that his unfilial son was planning to squander all the family fortune. This news struck him like a bolt from the blue, enraging him so much that his hair almost stood on end!
He was extremely anxious and rushed back to the Yan residence without stopping.
Upon entering the mansion, the scene before Master Yan left him speechless—the mansion was in complete disarray, as if it had been ransacked by a group of fierce bandits!
Master Yan's face instantly turned bright red, not just any ordinary red, but the kind of red that comes from extreme anger, like a ripe apple.
He felt a surge of heat rush to his heart, almost choking on his breath and nearly collapsing to the ground.
Fortunately, the butler reacted quickly and caught him in time, preventing him from having a close encounter with Mother Earth.
"Huchihuchi..."
Master Yan, panting heavily, slowly made his way back to his treasure vault after regaining his composure.
However, when he saw with his own eyes that the treasure trove, which was originally filled with gold, silver, and magical artifacts, was now completely empty, his heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, and he almost fainted again.
As the saying goes, when you're extremely angry, you start to laugh.
At this moment, looking at his spendthrift son, Master Yan actually laughed out loud: "Huan'er...you really are a complete fool! The family fortune I painstakingly accumulated my whole life has been squandered by you so easily, all gone...all gone..."
By the end, Master Yan's voice was choked with sobs, and his body slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon, utterly despondent.
Well, now that no thieves are lurking outside the mansion, a major thief has appeared inside! It truly proves the old saying: "It's hard to guard against a thief within the family!"
This son is truly devoted to his parents.
"You unfilial son..." Master Yan was furious and about to unleash a torrent of curses, but when his gaze met that of Sima Jiao, who was disguised as Yan Huan, he suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his throat, and he swallowed back the curses that were about to come out of his mouth.
His pupils contracted sharply, and he stared at the person in front of him with suspicion, asking warily, "You are not Huan'er. Who are you? Why did you disguise yourself as my son and infiltrate the Yan residence? What is your purpose in doing this?"
Faced with Master Yan's questioning, Sima Jiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.
He raised an eyebrow, not expecting that Master Yan would see through his disguise so quickly.
Since that was the case, he was too lazy to continue acting, so he simply withdrew the spell and instantly returned to his original appearance.
Sima Jiao looked at Master Yan with an indifferent expression and asked bluntly, "I don't want to beat around the bush with you. Tell me, where were those children with the flame mark sent?"
Upon hearing this, Master Yan's face instantly turned extremely ugly. His lips trembled slightly, revealing a smile that was even more unsightly than a grimace.
He inwardly groaned. Sure enough, after clinging to life until now, the moment he saw Lin Jiu and Sima Jiao, he had a premonition that this secret was probably going to be exposed.
However, when he thought of the tragic fate of those people on the other side, a trace of fear flashed across Master Yan's eyes.
He hesitated, reluctant to reveal the truth.
Seeing this, Sima Jiao's impatience grew even stronger.
The reason he was so "gentle" towards Master Yan was entirely because this man might be one of his clansmen.
But now the old man is so slow that his patience is gradually wearing thin.
The spiritual fire mark between Sima Jiao's eyebrows began to flicker, as if it were an outward manifestation of his inner turmoil.
He suddenly raised his left hand, and there in his palm, the spiritual fire was like a leaping flame, burning fiercely and emitting a heart-palpitating high temperature.
Before Sima Jiao could make a move, Master Yan seemed to have all his strength drained away, and with a "plop," he knelt down on both knees, obediently sliding down to his knees in front of Sima Jiao.
Upon seeing this, Sima Jiao lowered his head slightly, narrowed his long, narrow eyes, and stared intently at Master Yan in front of him.
His gaze was as cold as a star, sending chills down one's spine.
However, just as Master Yan was trembling with fear at that gaze, Sima Jiao suddenly put away the spiritual fire in his hand.
Lin Jiu, standing to the side, saw all of this.
A faint smile crept across her lips as she chuckled inwardly.
She knew Sima Jiao too well; based on her understanding of him, she knew he would never actually make a move.
He displayed his spiritual fire just now, firstly to frighten Master Yan and let him know his power; secondly, to demonstrate his identity.
If Master Yan knew that the person in front of him belonged to the Sima clan and was also the legendary grandmaster, he probably wouldn't dare to hide anything.