Chapter 527.1: Hou Yunjiao Doesn't Have Much Time Left!
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The subordinate had no opinion on this matter.
He had also seen Madam Hou before.
Whether it was her appearance or demeanor, she was more attractive than any of the noble ladies he had seen in the capital.
It was all because Qin Ruan had a unique temperament.
Noble and elegant, gentle yet wild.
This kind of temperament was acquired through time and experience, and it was extremely captivating.
After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yunlong continued, "Arrange a few good-looking women to take care of the Young Master during this period. And that Xiao Wenrou, make sure she behaves and takes care of the Young Master's daily life."
"Yes, Master."
The subordinate picked up the documents scattered on the ground and placed them on the table, taking two steps back and waiting for further instructions.
Nangong Yunlong was about to say something when his phone rang on the table.
He glanced at the caller ID and picked up the phone to answer the call.
It was unclear what the other person said, but Nangong Yunlong's face showed a relieved smile.
"Third Hou has less than ten years left to live? Is the information confirmed?"
The subordinate, who was standing with his head down in the room, looked up in surprise at the Master standing behind the desk.
"Good! This is truly a blessing for me! Hahaha!!!"
Nangong Yunlong burst into laughter, and the coldness in his eyebrows and eyes dissipated somewhat.
He said maliciously into the phone, "Since that's the case, I want to exterminate the legitimate line of the Hou family! His wife is already over four months pregnant. We must find a way to get rid of the child. I won't give the Hou family a chance to turn things around again!"
The other person on the line said something, and Nangong Yunlong sneered, "Naturally, Hou Yunjiao won't be spared either. This time, I will completely wipe out the legitimate line of the Hou family! I will uproot them completely."
It seemed that he had already envisioned the scene he had imagined in his mind.
The smile on Nangong Yunlong's face grew brighter and brighter.
He slowly sat down in the chair, listening to the witch priest on the other end of the phone talk about Hou Yirong killing their witch elders.
After a while, Nangong Yunlong assured the person on the phone, "My Nangong family will never go back on our word. Once this is done, I promise you the title of the Witch Clan's number one Spirit Master. The entire supernatural world will look up to your Witch Clan."
"Of course, after everything is settled, anyone from the Hou family will be dealt with by the witch priest."
"Good, it's a deal!"
After hanging up the phone, Nangong Yunlong's eyes emitted a startling light, making it a bit creepy to see.
That gaze was too terrifying, sinister and malicious, faintly emitting a red light.
The subordinate's expression slightly changed, and he took two steps forward. "Master?"
Nangong Yunlong snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at the subordinate.
This person was his confidant, someone who had been instilled with the idea of sacrificing oneself for the Nangong family since childhood.
Nangong Yunlong trusted him greatly and had no need to conceal anything in front of him.
He commanded in a deep voice, "Summon all the supernatural beings of the Nangong family back. The Nangong family's opportunity has come!"
The subordinate's eyes widened slightly, and
he respectfully asked, "What does the Master mean?"
"Bang!" Nangong Yunlong slammed the table.
He declared arrogantly, "Overthrow the Hou family! The Nangong family will officially take the lead, not only replacing the Hou family as one of the Four Great Families, but also becoming the ruler of this land!"
The subordinate's expression also became excited, showing a look of anticipation.
"Yes, I will do it immediately!"
He turned to leave, ready to carry out the orders.
"Wait!" Nangong Yunlong suddenly called out, stopping the person who had already turned his back.
The subordinate's eyes flashed briefly, and a slightly unnatural expression flickered on his determined face.
He turned around as quickly as possible.
His resolute face still appeared as before, showing excitement and enthusiasm.
Nangong Yunlong didn't notice the subordinate's strangeness and spoke with a pleased expression, "Let's go and see Ah Chang first, and tell him this good news. We don't want him to be burdened by these thoughts."
"Yes..."
Chapter 527.2: Betrayal in the Nangong Family
The subordinate's hand curled up slightly, quickly relaxing.
Nangong Yunlong, with his sharp gaze, immediately noticed the abnormality in his subordinate.
A cruel light flashed in his eyes as he squinted and scrutinized the loyal confidant who had been with him for nearly twenty years.
Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in Nangong Yunlong's eyes.
He was always suspicious and had a style of acting that erred on the side of killing rather than letting someone go.
Nangong Yunlong bypassed the desk and walked towards the office door.
As he passed by the subordinate, he still maintained an excited expression, just like before.
The subordinate, who had his head lowered, didn't see Nangong Yunlong's facial expression.
But he could sense the restrained and suppressed killing intent emanating from him.
This was something he had become familiar with in the nearly twenty years of serving Nangong Yunlong.
Today, he was afraid that he couldn't escape death.
Nangong Yunlong and the subordinate left the study one after the other.
The subordinate stepped out of the study a step behind.
As he was leaving, he glanced deeply at one of the guards stationed at the door.
The guard maintained a resolute expression, looking straight ahead, exuding a murderous aura.
His posture was strict, just like all the most loyal puppets of the Nangong family.
The subordinate looked at him for a few seconds before quickly catching up to Nangong Yunlong's footsteps.
However, he had been captured on the surveillance devices hidden in the corner.
Everything was captured clearly, without missing any details.
Nangong Yunlong heard the footsteps behind him and his face darkened. His lips curved into a cold arc, and his eyes were filled with a strong killing intent.
He walked briskly towards his son's room.
There were also two trusted confidants guarding the entrance to Nangong Chang's room.
Before entering the room, Nangong Yunlong made a slashing motion at the guards standing at the door.
He spoke in a deep voice, "No one is allowed to enter!"
"Yes, Patriarch—"
The two confidants responded at the same time, quickly bowing their heads.
The subordinate who caught up was about to enter Nangong Chang's bedroom but was stopped by the two guards at the door.
They swiftly subdued the subordinate, who had been with the Patriarch for twenty years.
The subordinate had known since the moment he left the study that he couldn't escape death.
He allowed the two guards to break his neck with the most efficient means.
One of them dragged the subordinate's body away from the quiet hallway.
Before his death, the subordinate's lips curled up, revealing a satisfied and eerie smile.
Nangong Yunlong walked into his son's bedroom and saw Nangong Chang lying on the bed, his face pale with anger, scolding the woman kneeling in front of the bed.
"You useless waste! Can't you handle such a simple matter? Do you want to die?!"
Nangong Yunlong entered and saw a large wet spot on his son's bed, with overturned cups nearby.
He immediately understood what had happened, lifted his foot, and kicked the woman kneeling on the ground.
"Worthless! Get out!"
"Yes, Patriarch!"
The woman hurriedly stood up and fled the room.
In the spacious room, only Nangong Chang, whose two arms were immobilized and encased in plaster, and Nangong Yunlong, father and son, remained.
"Dad, I'm unwilling!"
Nangong Chang's face twisted with malevolence, his eyes faintly tinged
with redness.
Nangong Yunlong walked to the bedside, picked up the empty cup lying on the velvet blanket, and placed it on the table.
He sat across from his son, lovingly patting Nangong Chang's head. "Son, endure a little longer. We will soon overcome this."
"Endure?" Nangong Chang sneered. "I've endured for so many years. Have we ever gained the upper hand against the Hou family?"
If it were in his younger days, when he provoked the Hou family or plotted against Mr. Hou, he might still take secret pleasure in it.
As he grew older, Nangong Chang faintly realized that something was amiss.
If the Hou family had acted against him or the Nangong family, he might have felt somewhat relieved.
But the Hou family's attitude was clear—they simply didn't bother acknowledging them!
This made him feel humiliated!
The subordinate's hand curled up slightly, quickly relaxing.
Nangong Yunlong, with his sharp gaze, immediately noticed the abnormality in his subordinate.
A cruel light flashed in his eyes as he squinted and scrutinized the loyal confidant who had been with him for nearly twenty years.
Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in Nangong Yunlong's eyes.
He was always suspicious and had a style of acting that erred on the side of killing rather than letting someone go.
Nangong Yunlong bypassed the desk and walked towards the office door.
As he passed by the subordinate, he still maintained an excited expression, just like before.
The subordinate, who had his head lowered, didn't see Nangong Yunlong's facial expression.
But he could sense the restrained and suppressed killing intent emanating from him.
This was something he had become familiar with in the nearly twenty years of serving Nangong Yunlong.
Today, he was afraid that he couldn't escape death.
Nangong Yunlong and the subordinate left the study one after the other.
The subordinate stepped out of the study a step behind.
As he was leaving, he glanced deeply at one of the guards stationed at the door.
The guard maintained a resolute expression, looking straight ahead, exuding a murderous aura.
His posture was strict, just like all the most loyal puppets of the Nangong family.
The subordinate looked at him for a few seconds before quickly catching up to Nangong Yunlong's footsteps.
However, he had been captured on the surveillance devices hidden in the corner.
Everything was captured clearly, without missing any details.
Nangong Yunlong heard the footsteps behind him and his face darkened. His lips curved into a cold arc, and his eyes were filled with a strong killing intent.
He walked briskly towards his son's room.
There were also two trusted confidants guarding the entrance to Nangong Chang's room.
Before entering the room, Nangong Yunlong made a slashing motion at the guards standing at the door.
He spoke in a deep voice, "No one is allowed to enter!"
"Yes, Patriarch—"
The two confidants responded at the same time, quickly bowing their heads.
The subordinate who caught up was about to enter Nangong Chang's bedroom but was stopped by the two guards at the door.
They swiftly subdued the subordinate, who had been with the Patriarch for twenty years.
The subordinate had known since the moment he left the study that he couldn't escape death.
He allowed the two guards to break his neck with the most efficient means.
One of them dragged the subordinate's body away from the quiet hallway.
Before his death, the subordinate's lips curled up, revealing a satisfied and eerie smile.
Nangong Yunlong walked into his son's bedroom and saw Nangong Chang lying on the bed, his face pale with anger, scolding the woman kneeling in front of the bed.
"You useless waste! Can't you handle such a simple matter? Do you want to die?!"
Nangong Yunlong entered and saw a large wet spot on his son's bed, with overturned cups nearby.
He immediately understood what had happened, lifted his foot, and kicked the woman kneeling on the ground.
"Worthless! Get out!"
"Yes, Patriarch!"
The woman hurriedly stood up and fled the room.
In the spacious room, only Nangong Chang, whose two arms were immobilized and encased in plaster, and Nangong Yunlong, father and son, remained.
"Dad, I'm unwilling!"
Nangong Chang's face twisted with malevolence, his eyes faintly tinged
with redness.
Nangong Yunlong walked to the bedside, picked up the empty cup lying on the velvet blanket, and placed it on the table.
He sat across from his son, lovingly patting Nangong Chang's head. "Son, endure a little longer. We will soon overcome this."
"Endure?" Nangong Chang sneered. "I've endured for so many years. Have we ever gained the upper hand against the Hou family?"
If it were in his younger days, when he provoked the Hou family or plotted against Mr. Hou, he might still take secret pleasure in it.
As he grew older, Nangong Chang faintly realized that something was amiss.
If the Hou family had acted against him or the Nangong family, he might have felt somewhat relieved.
But the Hou family's attitude was clear—they simply didn't bother acknowledging them!
This made him feel humiliated!
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