NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 209 - 209: Are Bai Chu and Bai Chuwei the Same Person?
Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Are Bai Chu and Bai Chuwei the Same Person?
Tong Qingyan was a million-fan UP master in the learning section of the Salted Fish Video APP, and all her fans knew she was a ‘Bai Fu Mei’, a wealthy and beautiful girl. To maintain the nobility expected of a ‘Bai Fu Mei’, she rarely accepted advertisements for her videos, which directly resulted in her not earning as much as other million-fan UP masters.
She’d spent quite a bit of the money she earned previously, only leaving enough to buy a Spirit Talisman a few days ago!
Suddenly, Tong Qingyan remembered that Bai Chuwei from Box No. 03 had sent a message, telling her to be careful with her spending.
It was true!
It was really her turn to spend money!
A shiver ran through Tong Qingyan’s heart. Could this mean…
Tong Qingyan was frantic and panicked. If the Tong Family fell, what kind of ‘Bai Fu Mei’ would she be then?
Tong Qingyan pressed eagerly, “Why did our company’s project collaboration with Tianzhi Xin Company fail?”
“I heard that Tianzhi Xin Company’s project has been taken on by Zhaoxi Enterprise, and they’ve already signed a cooperation contract,” the butler said in shock.
“Zhaoxi Enterprise? What kind of lousy companies are these?” Even as the campus belle, Tong Qingyan couldn’t help but lose her composure and pressed for answers, raising her voice.
Bai Yinyin came over from the side, curiously saying, “Zhaoxi Enterprise? Isn’t that my cousin’s company? What’s wrong?”
Tong Qingyan’s delicate but now ashen face instantly tightened, “Your cousin’s company?”
She felt completely cold.
This project was almost the Tong Family’s lifeline. If they lost this project, the consequences were unimaginable!
And now, Bai Yinyin’s cousin had snatched it away, effectively cutting off any escape route for the Tong Family.
If the Qi Family’s business attack was a fatal blow, then Bai Shang taking their project was the death stroke!
Bai Yinyin had an innocent look on her face, but Tong Qingyan’s rage combined with the fear of bankruptcy surged in her heart. She slapped Bai Yinyin across the face in fury, “You ask me what’s wrong? I should be asking you what’s wrong!”
Bai Yinyin never expected the usually gentle Tong Qingyan to strike someone. She staggered from the slap, almost falling to the ground, her head spinning and a sweet, metallic taste in her mouth.
Bai Yinyin cried out in pain.
“Tong Qingyan, I’ll fight you to the end. I’m here as your bridesmaid, why would you hit me? Your Tong Family is going bankrupt. Do you still think you’re a princess?” Bai Yinyin spit out a mouthful of blood, her eyes red, ready to fight back.
Bai Chuwei, that harbinger of doom, had claimed she was in for a ‘Bloody Disaster’ today. Now she had really been hit, blood oozing from her mouth.
The two of them were instantly tangled up in a fight, slapping and pulling each other’s hair.
The other bridesmaids were stunned. How… how did it come to blows?
“Several professors, it really is my grandfather; it seems he has already…”
Just then, the middle-aged man who had knelt down to inspect stood up, his expression sorrowful.
“This is Kamakura Guizhi.”
After being reminded of the urgent matter at hand, President Cass casually introduced him to Fu Qian and then continued to ask.
“Did you inspect it? Are there any other abnormal wounds?”
“No.”
Kamakura Guizhi glanced at Fu Qian and slowly shook his head.
“It looks like Mr. Yun is indeed unrelated to your grandfather’s death.”
The tone of President Cass did not vary.
“And your uncontrolled conditions seem to be more severe than the information previously provided.”
“My grandfather was always the one with the strongest reactions. Starting the day before yesterday, he chose to come down here alone in search of a solution—who would have thought it would come to this so soon…”
As he spoke, Kamakura Guizhi unconsciously surveyed his own body.
The exposed parts of his skin showed bright red marks that looked as if they were about to drip blood, a horrifying sight to behold.
And beneath his feet, the body had already been turned over to face upwards.
From this angle, one could see that it was indeed an elderly man.
On the old man’s face, more exaggerated red marks had all split open; the whole head was cracked and flayed, as if lightly tugged, it might turn into a skeleton.
Facing such a scene, President Cass thought for a moment, then with a flick of his heavy cloak, extended a hand with an eerie appearance.
There were only four fingers, the joints abnormally large, and the size far exceeded that of an average person; at the same time, the skin seemed to be covered with tooth-like scales.
Almost instantly, something seeped out from these scales.
At first glance, it appeared like black mist; gathering together, it turned into leaping flames, which then silently exploded, swooshing through the air.
Standing opposite President Cass, Fu Qian was nearly hit head-on.
Without a hint of heat, an abnormal sensation immediately appeared.
It was as if, where the flames passed, the surface of the body skipped the process of ignition and turned directly into ash.
“There are no signs of struggle; your grandfather’s death is indeed due to his own conditions,” President Cass declared confidently, after snapping his fingers and making the black flames instantly dissipate.
“Take the body back, let those above have a look.”
“Okay.”
Before the judgment of the president of Heaven’s Commencement Institute, Kamakura Guizhi did not dare to show the slightest doubt and promptly obeyed with great respect.
“Mr. Yun, I believe you haven’t done anything, but right now, the Kamakura Family is facing some trouble.”
President Cass turned to Fu Qian again and pointed at Kamakura Guizhi.
“As a family known as cursed swordsmen, it seems their Sword Dao has gone out of control.”
“No doubt you are an expert in this area. Are you interested in having a look and providing some advice?”
Sharp eyesight, after all, I’m someone who once comprehended hundreds and thousands of Sword Intents!
Recalling his past experiences of enlightenment at the Sword Pavilion, Fu Qian nodded amiably.
“Okay.”
The action of President Cass was not beyond his expectations.
Although no longer pursuing the reason for his presence here, there was no doubt that letting him leave now was out of the question.
Fortunately, I had no intention of leaving anyway.
[Current task has been updated, find out the cause of the divine seal’s lack of control]
Because at almost the same time, the task prompt finally appeared.
The divine seal, was undoubtedly something belonging to the Kamakura Family, a ferocious blessing bestowed upon the Tomb Guardians according to legend.
And judging from the content of the task, his own goal was clearly aligned with that of President Cass and his team.
Even such an expert team had proactively invited him to join.
…
Upon exiting the blood-scented chamber, the group ascended along a corridor paved with gigantic rocks.
As he had imagined, this was unmistakably an underground construction with the overall layout of a tomb, cold and grim, void of any sense of the sacred.
Furthermore, its most defining feature was its enormity; the chamber they had just left was but a small corner of the whole.
As they moved along, the grandeur of the architecture was evident despite the traces of destruction, and one could easily envision its former glory.
Given the shattered statue they had seen earlier, it seemed as if deliberate destruction had occurred here, although it was unclear who the unnamed deity had offended.
Kamakura Guizhi clearly knew the route well and, despite carrying a corpse, still led the way.
Before long, the team—which included two demigods—stood before two massive doors.
Sunlight was already seeping through the cracks of the opened doors.
Holding his grandfather’s body, Kamakura Guizhi carefully sidestepped through them.
And almost immediately, uncontrollable wails of mourning came from outside.
Clearly, people had been waiting outside the doors for the trio’s exploration results.
And as he emerged last from the team, gazes converged onto Fu Qian almost instantly, even the sobbing paused momentarily.
Who was he?
Suspicious and uncertain expressions spread across numerous faces.
Only four people had descended, and now three were returning alive, along with one dead and one unfamiliar face, inevitably arousing many suspicions.
After placing his grandfather’s body down, Kamakura Guizhi quickly approached a man whose face was also covered in bloodstains and whispered to him.
“Mr. Yun? He didn’t die?”
And the man, who exuded authority as the head of the Kamakura Family, had a reaction nearly identical to his.
“Not only did he not die, but he has also been promoted to demigod; just now downstairs, President Cass has confirmed that he was not involved in grandfather’s death and even invited him to join the investigation,” Guizhi explained quickly, knowing the power of key messaging.
Not only had he not died, but he had also been promoted to demigod—this news was astonishing indeed.
What exactly was his reason for being down there?
The Kamakura clan leader was clearly full of questions but managed to suppress the urge to interrogate immediately, maintaining composure after taking a deep breath.
“Thank you both for your hard work.”
First, he expressed his gratitude to President Cass and Jian Jingzheng; the next moment, he turned his gaze to Fu Qian.
“Mr. Yun, I am Kamakura Si, and on behalf of the entire Kamakura Family, I thank you for your forthcoming assistance.”
The company’s assets were about to be frozen!
Tong Qingyan bit her lip, “Grandfather, this matter might be related to the Bai Family, to… Bai Chuwei!”
At the auction, Bai Chuwei had sent someone unexpectedly reminding them to be careful with their spending, which likely meant she knew what was coming for the Tong Family.
Tong Yunrou shuddered, her complexion going deathly pale, “Bai Chuwei’s aunt Bai Chu… Qi Mo, four billion.”
Suddenly Tong Yunrou recalled when she investigated the demand note sent by Bai Chu, the delivery eventually led to Qi Mo’s name…
Tong Yunrou’s voice trembled, “Could it be that Bai Chu is seeking revenge because we didn’t pay the four billion?”
But the person who attended the auction with Qi Mo last time was Bai Chuwei.
If this really was a revenge act by Bai Chu, then why would such a scheming aunt let her niece be adopted?
A terrible suspicion began to echo in Tong Yunrou’s mind…
Bai Chu… Bai Chuwei…
Could they possibly be the same person?