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"Otherwise, why would he have watched helplessly as his own son was harmed? Why didn't he go and save him …"

At this moment, Jun Moshang's eyes turned a little sinister and scary. His tone was filled with deep resentment. This hatred was very heavy, as if it had been accumulating in his heart for a very long time.

When Ding Mo heard this, he became even more confused.

How could there be a father in this world who could just watch as his child 'died'? What's more, this person was Jun Linchuan.

Regardless of whether Jun Moshang's words were true or false, what was the purpose of him slandering Jun Linchuan?

Stealing authority?

Revenge?

"Second Young Master, to be honest, I'm not interested in your 'family matters'."

Lu Yiyao, who had been silent for two seconds, suddenly had a serious look in his eyes.

"Director Lu, do you want to see your 'brother' that you grew up with fall unconscious for the rest of your life? "You have to know, you were the one who sent him back to my big brother's side …"

Jun Moshang's gaze gradually turned into that of a falcon. His already stern expression became even darker.

Lu Yiyao's heart tightened and his eyes twitched.

If he knew that Jiang Zhaowu had returned to Jun Linchuan's side, so many things would happen. No matter what, he thought, he wouldn't do that.

"CEO..."

Ding Mo couldn't hold it in any longer and called Lu Yiyao in a low voice.

"Second Young Master, shouldn't I ask Zhaowu to return to the sect? Or are you afraid that he will recognize your ancestors? "

Lu Yiyao forcefully suppressed the emotions that rose up in his heart, looked at Jun Moshang coldly and arrogantly, and asked with a cold voice.

He was neither humble nor haughty as he competed against each other.

What sort of 'truth' was hidden behind the events that happened that year. He already knew a lot.

Who would have imagined that the famous Jun Family Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master, who wielded great power and influence under the heavens, wouldn't even hesitate to use a child as a 'wager' for the sake of power.

"Director Lu, do you really only want him to recognize his ancestors?"

Jun Moshang smiled sinisterly. His falcon's gaze directly landed on Lu Yiyao's cold and unrestrained face.

"Otherwise?"

Lu Yiyao curled his lips coldly and his expression was ice-cold. In the unfathomable depths of his black pupils, a cold light flashed.

"Director Lu, it is not important to me whether you have good intentions or not to send him back."

Jun Moshang's facial features became as sharp as knives, and a cold chill spread throughout his body.

In the closed room, the air pressure was very low. The air inside was like a pool of stagnant water, causing one's heart to feel heavy.

"Second Young Master, I'm really sorry. I really don't have any interest in this deal. The next time we have the chance, we'll 'cooperate'. "

Lu Yiyao raised his wrist again and looked at the time. There was a trace of impatience in his cold voice.

He turned his head slightly and said coldly to Ding Mo, who was standing behind him.

"Ding Mo, let's go."

"Yes, CEO."

"Wait …"

Just as Lu Yiyao and Ding Mo were about to take a step forward, Jun Moshang shouted in anger. His face was ashen, and deep anger was seeping out from the depths of his eyes.

"Second Young Master, we are really in a hurry."

Ding Mo explained respectfully.

"Lu Yiyao, do you really think I don't dare to attack you?"

Jun Moshang did not look at him. The corner of his mouth tightened and his face turned frighteningly cold. His sinister eyes stared straight at Lu Yiyao.

Lu Yiyao heard the 'threat' clearly, and his mood didn't fluctuate at all. His cold lips twitched as he sneered.

"Second Young Master, if you really attack me, will you be safe and sound? If something happens to you, what about Second Wife? "

"You …"

Shooting a snake and hitting it seven inches, Lu Yiyao had always been very accurate in his speech and actions.

Rong Yi was Jun Moshang's "Seven Inch Pain."

Sure enough, Jun Moshang's expression changed. His hands, which were stretched out from behind his back, made a creaking sound as they were pinched.

"Second Young Master, don't worry. I've completely forgotten what you said to me today. "It's the same for Ding Mo."

Seeing Jun Moshang's expression change, Lu Yiyao knew that his words caused Jun Moshang to waver. He took the opportunity to continue.

"Lu Yiyao, are you really going to watch your good brother pass out just like that?"

"Second Young Master, you should ask Eldest Young Master and First Madame."

Lu Yiyao sneered coldly.

Even though he was worried about Jiang Zhaowu, his expression was still cold and proud, without a trace of relaxation.

"Good!" "Very good!"

Jun Moshang gritted his teeth and nodded. His face was as gloomy as the eve of a storm.

"Second Young Master, until we meet again."

Lu Yiyao looked at him coldly, then turned around and walked towards the door.

"Lu Yiyao …"

Jun Moshang gritted his teeth and roared as he watched Jun Moshang leave.

With a cold expression, Lu Yiyao walked out without looking back or answering.

Jun Moshang put his hands on his waist as his heart pounded violently. From his nostrils, a ghastly rage gushed out.

"Second Young Master, is Eldest Young Master looking for you?"

Not long after Lu Yiyao left, Chu Tian walked in with a worried expression and said respectfully to him.

"What does he want from me?"0

"The madame fainted."

Chu Tian replied in a low voice.

Ever since Jun Moyuan passed away, Murong Wan, Jun Moyuan's wife, had been trying hard to keep up her spirits. However, he was already an old man and hadn't had much to eat in the past few days. Coupled with the grief he felt in his heart, it was already not an easy feat for him to last until now.

"Faint?"

Although Jun Moshang had an aggressive personality, he was still very filial towards his parents. Hearing Murong Wan faint, he didn't think too much and immediately took a step forward.

"Let's go."

He said coldly to Chu Tian and quickly walked out of the room.

"..."

Lu Yiyao came out of the secluded room and the emotions that he had been suppressing started to ferment in his heart. Since he was still using his Floating Cloud Pavilion, he could only forcefully suppress them all the way.

"CEO, we really don't care about Zhaowu anymore?"

Ding Mo approached him and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by two people.

"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master will not be careless."

Lu Yiyao coldly said as he pursed his cold lips.

"Well, even if Eldest Young Master doesn't care, First Madame will."

Ding Mo pursed his lips.

Without another word, the two of them quickly walked towards the pavilion where Gong Nanling and Lin Yanyan were resting.

As he approached, he found that the pavilion was empty.

"Hmm? Where did Young Director Gong and Young Master go? "

Ding Mo was shocked and a trace of unease appeared on his handsome face.

Lu Yiyao took out his cell phone and was about to call Gong Nanling when Man in black walked over.

"Director Lu, the young master is at the bottom of the hall. Please follow me."

"CEO? "This?"

Ding Mo became more and more worried as he heard this.

Only now did he understand what Lu Yiyao had told him. As expected, the present Floating Cloud Pavilion was dangerous in all directions, and there were layers of shadows.

Not even one or two would be easy to deal with.

Lu Yiyao's heavy gaze tightened and a layer of haze covered his grave face. His eyebrows were as tight as swords and the cold air around his body was raging.

"Lead the way."

When he spoke, his voice was as cold as the melded waters of a thousand-year-old glacier.

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