Hu Wenhui only brought Xu Dafa, me, and Huang Jiu along.
During the journey, Xu Dafa asked me what exactly had happened.
I explained the situation, and he responded in disbelief, "Can the dead really come back to life?"
Hu Wenhui replied, "What is true or false is determined by the human heart."
"Does that mean 'sincerity leads to success'?" I asked.
Hu Wenhui replied, "It should be more accurate to say that sincerity makes one act decisively, but whether it's successful or not…" He paused and then asked, "Do you believe that there is really life after death?"
I was about to say no, but thinking of Xiao Cui, I chose to remain silent. However, Hu Wenhui's implication was that Mr. Tang's actions would not bear fruit.
Xu Dafa said, "Mr. Hu, our lives might be cheap as poor people, but that doesn't mean we are to be treated like weeds to be trampled on!"
I also listened closely, eager to hear Hu Wenhui's response. However, looking at his expression, I felt a deep sense of disappointment because he showed no intention of punishing those responsible. He calmly said, "The ways of heaven are cyclical; just wait and see."
Because we were eager to see the results, we hastened our pace. Xu Dafa led the way, and within twenty minutes, we arrived at the center of the twenty-four mountains.
From the overall view of the range, the center was vast, but I was specifically looking for the exact central point.
Upon seeing the terrain ahead, I couldn't help but feel guilty. Last night, Huang Jiu and I were only a few hundred meters away from the spot, yet due to our fear, we missed the opportunity. If we hadn't hesitated, Mr. Tang and his people would have been caught in the act, and I would have known exactly what they were doing, possibly stopping them.
At the very least, Zhao Laowai wouldn't have died.
Seeing the regret on my face, Hu Wenhui said, "If you had stopped them, it's hard to say what would have happened. You would have been in danger, and even if you managed to deal with them, I doubt you could have punished them in your lifetime."
I was a bit confused and didn't fully understand his meaning.
But just then, the view ahead suddenly opened up.
The center of the Dragon Pearl was completely barren, a barren five-meter-wide circular ring. Not only that, but the soil also appeared golden, resembling a gigantic pearl. The color and compactness of the soil didn't seem man-made but naturally formed.
Mr. Tang and his people were there.
He was crouched beside an open coffin, staring at it with wide eyes, his body trembling violently. His bodyguards surrounded him, but they didn't dare speak, clearly lost in their own confusion.
Not far from them, an elderly man with white hair leaned against a tree, seemingly gravely injured, on the verge of death.
Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes with difficulty, saw Hu Wenhui, and bitterly smiled. "So it's you, Wenhui."
Hu Wenhui seemed a bit surprised and walked towards the old man.
I wanted to go over and see what was in the coffin, but as soon as I took a step, six bodyguards immediately turned to look at me, alert.
Seeing Mr. Tang like a volcano about to erupt, I decided not to provoke him.
Xu Dafa was also holding his breath.
But it was clear that no one had come back to life.
The elderly man must have been harmed by the backlash, his injuries severe.
Just then, Mr. Tang suddenly went wild, shouting loudly and charging toward the elderly man.
Hu Wenhui immediately stepped aside, and Mr. Tang grabbed the old man by the shoulders, yelling, "Mr. Liu, didn't you say my son could come back to life? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Liu?
My heart skipped a beat.
Considering the old man's age, could he be Liu Changxuan's elder?
The old man coughed a few times and said helplessly, "Mr. Tang, we both know what happened, don't we?"
At the mention of this, Mr. Tang seemed possessed by a demon. He grabbed the old man's hair and began violently slamming his head into the tree.
After just a few hits, the old man's head started bleeding, but he showed no resistance, as if resigned to his fate or injured so badly that he couldn't fight back.
Hu Wenhui simply watched. When the bodyguards attempted to intervene, he suddenly turned and gave them a fierce glare.
The six bodyguards froze in place, and even I felt a shiver down my spine.
I had never seen such a terrifying gaze, nor could I imagine that such a look could come from someone who appeared so delicate.
But in an instant, Hu Wenhui's gaze returned to its usual calmness, as if the earlier scene had been an illusion. The six bodyguards looked at him in confusion but dared not approach.
A full minute passed, and the elderly man sighed deeply. His soul light faded from his forehead, and with a final effort, he opened his eyes, looking at Hu Wenhui. "Wenhui, about what happened here, I…"
Hu Wenhui coldly interrupted, "You got what you deserved, and he…" Hu Wenhui looked at Mr. Tang and said slowly, "He killed people."
The old man gave a wry smile, slowly closing his eyes, and his soul light completely dissipated.
As his soul light faded, a red light flew out of his body. Hu Wenhui raised his hand, grabbing the red light, pulling it back into his palm.
It was the red-clad ghost servant.
"Dragon Snatching Hand!" Huang Jiu exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Hu Wenhui glanced over at him, causing Huang Jiu to quickly cover his mouth with his claws.
Luckily, Hu Wenhui didn't comment on it. He glanced at the ghost servant in his hand and said, "Although controlled by someone else, you too are complicit in the deaths of four people!"
With that, he squeezed his hand tightly, and the red-clad ghost exploded into a cloud of dark energy.
Huang Jiu whispered, "I know what he is now. You must find a way to recruit him as a subordinate. With his support, even if my wife is gone, we can walk through the world unchallenged."
I had seen many things, but I had only heard of the Dragon Snatching Hand, not the Dragon Snatching Hand.
Huang Jiu was about to say more about Hu Wenhui's background when Hu Wenhui suddenly looked over and said, "Some things are better left unsaid, or even you would be implicated."
Hearing this, Huang Jiu immediately shut his mouth.
I was also curious, but since others wouldn't allow it, I could only ask Huang Jiu in private later.
When Mr. Tang was shocked into awareness by Hu Wenhui's words about "killing someone," he quickly came to his senses, but it was already too late.
After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Tang said, "How much do you want? Name a price. I don't want this matter getting out."
I was worried that Hu Wenhui might accept, since he had come to me due to financial troubles, and I watched him with concern.
However, Hu Wenhui ignored Mr. Tang and instead looked at Xu Dafa. "There's been a murder here. Why aren't you going to the village to gather people and bring them to justice?"
Only then did Xu Dafa react, rushing back to the village in a panic.
I was worried that Mr. Tang might try to escape, so I nervously gripped the blood dagger at my waist.
In fact, Mr. Tang did have plans to flee, but just then, Hu Wenhui casually said, "Mr. Tang, you're someone of status. You can't escape. And if you try to, the consequences will only make things worse. If Xu Dafa's people can testify that you were misled, that you killed in a moment of desperation, you may be able to get out soon."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Tang calmed down completely.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise but quickly relaxed.