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Compared to the obvious worry on the faces of other high-ranking members of the Shao family, Shao Wenlong appeared even more anxious and uneasy.

He, the nominal head of the Shao family, had a burning desire for revenge for his son, and his longing for Ye Chu's corpse was unparalleled.

Rumors of Ye Chu's death spread like wildfire, yet they were as illusory as morning mist, dissipating at the slightest touch.

Despite possessing a wealth of intelligence, Shao Wenlong was unable to definitively confirm that Ye Chu had indeed perished.

His heart was gripped tightly by this invisible unknown, and he found it hard to let go.

The Assassination Society's silence only added fuel to the fire, making the situation even more unpredictable.

They, who should have been the most direct source of clues, now seem to have vanished into a dark abyss, disappearing without a trace.

Amidst this thick fog, Shao Wenlong unexpectedly developed a strange intuition.

Ye Chu, the name he hated to the core, might still be watching all of this coldly from some corner.

This feeling both chilled him to the bone and stirred up the indomitable ruthlessness deep within him.

Therefore, the possibility that Ye Chu was not dead quietly increased in his mind.

"Wenlong, given the current situation, we should spare no effort. Our primary task is to block the news and quell the uproar in public opinion."

The old man slowly raised his eyes and looked intently at Shao Wenlong.

After hearing this, Shao Wenlong nodded slightly, but his expression remained reserved, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Elder Chen, however, in my opinion, the most urgent task is to confirm Ye Chu's death with absolute certainty." He paused, his gaze sharp, "What if he merely faked his death?"

Upon hearing this, the old man frowned, and a hint of displeasure quietly appeared on his weathered face.

"Wenlong, the Shao family is currently in a precarious situation, yet you are still wavering on the mystery of Ye Chu's life or death."

The old man's tone carried a hint of reproach.

"Didn't you consider that Wu Hongdao might be using Ye Chu's 'death' as ​​a smokescreen to secretly lay out a scheme, intending to extend his poisonous claws towards my Shao family?"

"Wu Hongdao, though only middle-aged, has already firmly sat at the pinnacle of power in Zhenhai City. His scheming is deep and his methods are ruthless, far beyond our easy comprehension."

"Even now, are you still trapped in the fog, unwilling to wake up?"

The old man's words grew increasingly agitated, his anger almost bursting forth through his nostrils, his eyes wide open.

"Are we really supposed to accept this injustice in ignorance?"

"If Ye Chu's death is just a smokescreen, then wouldn't we become the biggest laughingstock in the world!"

Shao Wenlong was also filled with anger, and his words were tinged with resentment and stubbornness.

In an instant, a strong, almost palpable smell of gunpowder filled the Shao family ancestral hall, and tension and antagonism intertwined in the air.

After a moment of silence, an old man slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his voice filled with helplessness and vicissitudes. "Wenlong..." he called softly, his tone carrying a hint of imperceptible heaviness.

"Now that things have come to this, we can only secretly investigate the truth. We must not act rashly again, lest we cause further complications." The old man's words were like a cold wind in winter, chilling yet revealing a clear and rational mind.

Upon hearing this, Shao Wenlong's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he finally sat back down in his original seat, his eyes flashing with resentment and determination. "If Ye Chu were still alive, Elder Chen, I swear to use the last reserves of the Shao family." His voice was low and firm, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an undeniable power.

"No matter the outcome, Ye Chu must be eliminated as soon as possible. We must find him alive or dead."

His words revealed an almost obsessive resolve, as if he were making a final vow to himself.

"Once this matter is settled, I will resign from my position as head of the family and let the elders of the clan select the person who can truly lead the Shao family forward."

As Shao Wenlong finished speaking, the entire ancestral hall fell silent once again, with only the occasional sound of the wind coming from outside the window, seemingly telling of the unknown and uncertain future.

"you!"

The old man suddenly sprang up from his chair, his brows furrowed with helplessness. He finally shook his head, and a soft sigh echoed in the room.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door, and a member of the Shao family rushed into the room in a panic, breaking the brief silence.

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?"

Shao Wenlong, who was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent it, couldn't help but shout out when he saw this, his tone filled with unquestionable authority.

The newcomer was startled by the sudden angry shout, his expression becoming even more tense. He hesitated, unsure of how to begin speaking.

"Stop hesitating, tell me quickly!"

Seeing this, the old man spoke in a calm tone, yet there was an irresistible force that forced the Shao family member to comply.

Immediately, the visitor gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and finally spoke.

"The villa where Ye Chu used to live is now engulfed in flames, the sky ablaze with fire, and rumors are spreading that... it was done by someone from my Shao family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze, becoming so heavy it was suffocating. A lingering gloom descended upon everyone's heart, temporarily isolating them from light and hope.

"What... what exactly is going on?"

The old man's voice trembled, revealing undisguised shock and anger. His face appeared even paler under the dim light, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

The outside world is already on edge, and public opinion is churning like boiling water, with every drop splashing up countless waves of suspicion and accusation.

At this critical juncture, some people are still trying to add fuel to the fire, which is undoubtedly making matters worse.

"Who on earth dares to stir up trouble at this sensitive time?"

The old man's piercing gaze penetrated the dimness of the room, seeking answers on everyone's faces. His authority and urgency intertwined, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

The man trembled slightly under the old man's imposing aura. After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered up his courage and stammered out his answer.

"Currently... we have no way of knowing the exact reason. Perhaps this is just some unscrupulous servants of the Shao family trying to win our favor with this move, not realizing that it is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and will only make the situation more complicated."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room frowned.

Unbeknownst to them, just as dawn broke that morning, a woman wearing sunglasses and a trench coat intentionally spread the news of Ye Chu's death to the media.

This move is undoubtedly intended to stir up a huge uproar, causing the already turbulent waters to churn with surging waves.

And she seemed to think the situation wasn't heated enough.

Following Ye Chusheng's secret instructions, they deliberately set fire to his villa, a symbol of his status, causing flames to soar into the sky and reflecting chaos and unease.

Meanwhile, the informant who had now infiltrated the Shao family was torn apart by fear and inner conflict.

He knew Ye Chu's methods well and feared that the shadow of death that could descend at any moment would leave him hanging by a thread.

He also understood that simply stating "Ye Chu is dead" would hardly shake the deep-seated suspicions and defenses of the Shao family.

However, things don't always go as planned. This secret, which had only been lingering in his mind, spread like wildfire, quickly becoming the focus of everyone's conversation.

All of this seemed to be beyond everyone's expectations, making the storm even more unpredictable and elusive.