Chapter 1003 My Uncle’s Men

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Quiet! Don’t involve me in your reckless behavior. If others catch wind of this, it’ll only spell trouble for Su Wen,” Jiang Yu admonished sharply.

“Alright, alright, I was just kidding. I won’t go around spreading rumors,” Liu Qiang chuckled, intending to tease Jiang Yu. But he wouldn’t dare, especially considering the potential repercussions.

Not only did he not want to upset Jiang Yu, but it would also be disastrous if Zhou Hengyang caught wind of it. The consequences could be dire.

“Let’s just forget everything that happened today and steer clear of any future involvement,” Jiang Yu cautioned solemnly. “Regardless of whether Song Zishan orchestrated today’s incident, this isn’t over yet. There’s more to come.”

Liu Qiang nodded in agreement. “So, who do you think will win?”

Jiang Yu’s smile held a cryptic meaning. “Before today, I held Song Zishan in high regard. But now, my admiration lies with Su Wen.”

Liu Qiang didn’t voice his thoughts, but he undoubtedly pondered on them.

“Who’s there?” After seeing Jiang Yu and Zhou Hengyang, Liu Chun secured the courtyard door, only to find Zhou Hengyang still in the tea room, sipping tea. He wondered inwardly, “Isn’t it late? Is he planning to stay up after having tea?”

Despite his internal query, Liu Chun joined him, pouring himself a cup.

“It’s my uncle’s men,” Zhou Hengyang replied, raising an eyebrow.

The third master of the Zhou family remained a mystery to many. Not everyone knew about the trio of brothers in the previous generation of the Zhou family. While Liu Chun and Zhou Hengyang had been acquainted since childhood, the latter’s mysterious nature stemmed from his line of work.

Hence, Liu Chun refrained from probing further.

“What’s your plan regarding Su Wen’s situation?” Jiang Yu and Liu Qiang’s presence earlier had limited their discussion. Now, Liu Chun inquired, “I’ve examined everyone at the scene and detained the assailant. However, I haven’t had the chance to interrogate him yet.”

It wasn’t due to a lack of time but rather the inconvenience.

Having discreetly detained the culprit, Liu Chun acted without the organizers’ knowledge. Only Jiang Yu, accompanied by Liu Qiang, was aware of his actions.

The kid was astute; he likely noticed Liu Chun’s move. Nonetheless, Liu Chun wasn’t concerned; silence would be in the lad’s best interest.

“I’ll handle the interrogation personally tonight. I can’t accept that we won’t find anything.” Zhou Hengyang declared, his eyes glinting with resolve. He nearly crushed the delicate porcelain cup in his grasp.

“Fair enough. I doubt we’ll glean much,” Liu Chun’s amusement faded, replaced by a serious demeanor. “These ‘coincidences’ are orchestrated by a multitude. Fewer people would’ve meant fewer mishaps.”

“Once a deed is done, it leaves traces,” Zhou Hengyang sneered. “Besides, the mastermind behind this isn’t particularly astute. Certainly not on par with Song Jiaming. The Song family’s decline is evident with each generation.”

Liu Chun rolled his eyes. “You’re convinced it’s the Song family behind this. Why bother interrogating them then?”

“At the very least, I must avenge Wenwen personally. I can’t let her suffer in vain,” Zhou Hengyang’s words struck a chord with Liu Chun, who realized, somewhat begrudgingly, “In the end, you seek retribution for personal reasons.”

“Oh, and there’s something you might not be aware of,” Liu Chun’s excitement surged as he shared, “Su Wen’s father’s identity has been revealed. Everyone knows now.”

“Damn it!” Zhou Hengyang’s outburst echoed, his handsome features contorted with rage.