CHAPTER 236: CHAPTER 236 BECAUSE HE DOESN’T OBEY

The plane, attacked by a flock of birds, crashed as expected after the pilot also parachuted out.

It hit the hillside, the explosion lighting up half the sky in a fiery red.

Fortunately, the place was desolate and uninhabited, so no one was injured.

"Sir!"

Lu Feng and the others quickly came over and surrounded Li Tianyao.

Even though everyone was unharmed, their current location was in the middle of the mountains without even a path, let alone any means of transport.

"Let’s go," said Li Tianyao, his face expressionless.

Even if it meant relying on nothing but his own two legs, he had to reach the young girl as quickly as possible.

The group immediately fell in line and followed.

Watching all this through the eyes of the birds, Gu Shifang was so angry that he flipped over a water basin.

He’s so hard to kill! The plane crashed, yet he didn’t even sustain a scratch! And those birds, don’t they have beaks? Why didn’t they peck through their parachutes when they were jumping? It was infuriating.

"Miss An Yan, someone is coming!" Officer Xiaohe suddenly exclaimed inside the tomb chamber.

An Yan listened carefully and indeed, she heard some sounds—it was digging!

An Yan’s gaze shifted to the luxurious sarcophagus.

The ring was inside. And it was still moving. As if it had been placed on some kind of insect.

Anyone with a bit of sense would know that Gu Shifang must have rigged the sarcophagus in some way. But if she didn’t take it, what if she was lucky enough to clear the fog in her brain and the tree was fully revealed? Without the ring, how would she find the secret realm?

"’Miss, we could carry this big fellow away in its entirety!’ Officer Xiaohe suggested."

An Yan, deep in thought while staring at the sarcophagus, shook her head. "There’s no need to move it, I’ve just had an idea!"

Knowing full well that Gu Shifang had tampered with the sarcophagus, and still taking it home, would be asking for trouble!

"What idea?" Wen Ya asked curiously.

"Have you heard a story? Once, there was a wealthy family that brewed a lot of fine wine, but a rogue targeted it, always stealing sips secretly."

"So the master wrote outside the wine cellar: ’One of the barrels inside is poisoned!’"

"He thought that with this, the rogue would no longer dare to come and drink."

"But to his surprise, the next day the master came to the cellar to find an extra sentence added to the sign: ’Now there are two poisoned barrels!’"

Wen Ya: "..."

"So we won’t open the sarcophagus. Since Gu Shifang has done something to it, let’s add another layer to it."

If she can’t open the sarcophagus, then neither should Gu Shifang! Tit for tat. This way, the ring inside the sarcophagus would be preserved. Then all they needed to do was capture Gu Shifang and imprison him. When the tree in her brain was fully revealed and she needed the ring, she could come back to this place to figure out how to open the sarcophagus. By then, her Clairvoyant Ability might last longer and she would likely be able to see the contents from the outside. Yes. That’s settled then.

An Yan busied herself in front of the sarcophagus, and Gu Shifang saw all her actions.

He was so furious that his temples throbbed! An Yan seemed to know he was watching, blatantly carrying out her plan.

She bluntly told her people, "Remember, do not touch this sarcophagus, because I’ve smeared it with NMD478 and several other highly toxic chemicals; contact means certain death!"

"Understood," the people with An Yan echoed in unison.

Gu Shifang ground his teeth with hatred!

Half an hour later, Mo Shiyan’s men finally opened that door.

Upon seeing that An Yan and the others were unharmed, Mo Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly walked up to An Yan, and reached out his hand. "Thank goodness I wasn’t too late."

But An Yan avoided his hand and stood up, leaning on Wen Ge’s shoulder. "Thanks, ’Emperor of Shadows’!"

Mo Shiyan awkwardly withdrew his hand. "When I invited you, I promised to protect you at all costs. These events are partly my responsibility."

An Yan didn’t bother with pleasantries, quickening her pace as she walked out of the tomb chamber.

The first thing she did outside was to call Li Tianyao; she wanted to know where he was and what the situation was on his end.

However, there was no signal on her phone.

As she frowned, sudden gunshots rang out above.

"Young Master Shiyan, don’t come out!"

It was a warning from the people Mo Shiyan had stationed upstairs.

An Yan stopped checking her phone and looked up.

Luolie came forward. "Miss, I’m going up to take a look."

"Okay."

With great effort, Luolie managed to climb to the middle when several guns were poked into the entrance.

Luolie quickly pressed himself against the cave wall and held still.

"Young Master Shiyan, I told you, you shouldn’t have left. Why don’t you ever listen?" An elderly voice rang out from outside.

"Steward? You’ve come."

Mo Shiyan said joyfully, "Quick, let down the rope and pull us up!"

"Pull you up for what? I told you the old man’s illness is incurable. You were supposed to take over as the head of the family directly. That was the old man’s order, but what about you?"

"You couldn’t bear to act against your second uncle, insisting on waiting for the old man to give a clear word. How could he possibly give any clear instruction in his condition?"

"Young Master Shiyan, you disappoint me greatly!"

Mo Shiyan’s eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean by that? You want to kill me? Aren’t you afraid of what my grandfather..."

"Your grandfather will never wake up!"

"What do you mean? Are you saying that my grandfather’s brain worms were your doing?"

"Yes!" The steward admitted without hesitation.

Mo Shiyan incredulously gazed at the entrance, where only the dark barrels of the guns could be seen. "My grandfather has always treated you well, why would you do this to him?"

"Because he, like you, wouldn’t listen!"

"What did you want my grandfather to listen to?"

"In times of peace and prosperity, once the birds are gone, the bow is stored away. The more tranquil Yuncheng is, the weaker the Mo Family becomes!"

"Don’t spout literary nonsense here. What are you trying to say exactly?"

"I’m saying that Yuncheng cannot be too peaceful! Those people abroad should be allowed to stir up trouble. Without them, how can we show the importance of our Mo Family?"

"You colluded with those foreign criminals? You participated in their drug trafficking?"

"No, how could it be me? It was our Mo Family that was involved."

The steward’s voice held a hint of excitement. "We give them a little benefit, they give us some benefit, and in mutual cooperation, we grow stronger. Only then will our Mo Family become a family that no one in Country Z dares to take lightly!"

"Shut up!"

Mo Shiyan was so angry he nearly fainted. "You... you... you’re my grandfather’s best friend, he always said, ’for country, for home,’ without the country, there is no home!"

"He who harbors a wolf inside will eventually be bitten, and he who seeks a tiger’s skin will end up in the tiger’s mouth. How could you do this, dragging the entire Mo Family down with you?"

Mo Shiyan quickly contemplated his next move.

He believed that if the steward claimed the Mo Family was involved, then there must be countless pieces of evidence fabricated to prove that it was indeed the Mo Family. Could the Mo Family really be destroyed by the hands of a steward?

"You’d better turn yourself in, otherwise, I will personally see to it that you do!"

"Haha, Young Master Shiyan, you still don’t think you’re wrong even now? Then so be it."

The steward lost his patience—