At this moment, thousands of miles away in Ruiguo Castle, Temu Cihua was furious after putting down the phone.
He punched the wall a dozen times in one breath.
Temu Cihua poured out all his resentment.
Hearing the loud noise in the study, a dozen ironwood masters opened the door and rushed in.
The bald young man and Yang Xin'er also appeared with weapons.
They shouted almost simultaneously: "Father, what's wrong?"
"Die, die, die!"
Tiemu Cihua did not respond to the greetings from Yang Xin'er and others, and punched the wall more than a dozen times.
The specially made soundproof wall was punched down by him, and the surface cracked, exposing both cotton and steel plates.
Temu Cihua's knuckles were also bleeding with blood.
"Father, we can't fight anymore!"
Yang Xin'er rushed over and grabbed Tiemu Cihua's wrist:
"If you hit me again, your hand will be broken."
"No matter how frustrated or resentful you are, you can't vent it by hurting yourself."
"This will make your loved ones angry and your enemies happy."
"Father, if there are any difficult things or people who are short-sighted, tell them."
Yang Xin'er said loudly: "Although we are not strong enough, we are willing to go through fire and water to share the worries of our adoptive father."
The bald young man also half-knelt on the ground with a plop: "I am willing to go through fire and water for my foster father."
Infected by Yang Xin'er's advice and the loyalty of the bald young men, Tiemu Cihua's mood gradually calmed down.
He exhaled a long breath: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I just have a lot of things going on recently and I lost control of my mood for a while."
Yang Xin'er brought the medicine box to bandage Tiemu Cihua's wound, and spoke in a soft voice:
"Father, it is said that you have been unfazed by favors and humiliations for decades, and you would not frown even if the sky fell."
"But in the past few months, you have lost your temper several times, and two of them got seriously out of control."
"You must have some obstacles that you can't overcome, or you may be suppressed by your grievances."
"If you can, tell us about it and we are willing to share it with you."
"We are small, but no matter how small we are, we can still share a little. If we share a little, the foster father will feel better."
Yang Xin'er whispered: "Father, is the royal family putting pressure on you about the deep-sea prison?"
Before Temu Cihua could respond, the bald young man was shocked: "This is impossible. We are still blocking the news about the deep-sea prison."
"What a blockade!"
Temu Cihua shouted angrily: "We block it, but how can the mastermind behind it block it?"
"The mastermind behind the scenes is targeting us, so how can we be allowed to block it and come up with countermeasures?"
"We have a blockade here, but they exploded in Hengcheng."
"Even Yuri, who doesn't know what's going on outside the window and only kills people, already knows this."
"If Yuri hadn't talked about my friendship with him, he would have told the Swedish royal family about the deep-sea prison."
"Okay, you all can go out. I want to be quiet and think about how to report to the royal family."
Tiemu Cihua still felt angry in his heart: "It is impossible to hide the incident in the deep sea prison."
Yang Xin'er and the bald young man nodded slightly, and then bowed out of the room respectfully.
Temu Cihua didn't need them to share his worries, so they couldn't rely on him to avoid being questioned about his ulterior motives.
But when exiting, Yang Xin'er, who was at the back, slightly pressed the door that had been kicked in, causing the door to not close so tightly...
"Dududu——"
After Yang Xin'er and the others exited, Tiemu Cihua wanted to punch the wall again.
But after looking at the steel plate that was strong enough to withstand artillery shells, he withdrew his injured fist.
He took out a mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.
This time, I called the familiar number three times before it was answered.
Almost as soon as the call was connected, a low voice came from Temu Cihua's ears: "What's the matter?"
"You called me three times and finally answered my call?"
Temu Cihua sneered: "I thought you were too guilty to answer my call..."
There was no emotion on the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"
"What's up?"
Tiemu Cihua said angrily: "What do you have the nerve to say to me? Is it interesting to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"
The other end of the phone repeated again: "What's the matter?"
"you--"
Temu Cihua was extremely angry, but finally suppressed his anger and shouted:
"Old A, let me ask you something."
"Did you rescue Tang Ruoxue at Jinjiao Apartment in Hengcheng tonight?"
"Did you take action and seriously injure a man in gold robe?"
He shouted: "I tell you, I have physical evidence, you can't deny it."
Old A was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "I didn't go to Jin Jiao's apartment tonight. You got the wrong person."
"boom!"
Temu Cihua slapped the table and said angrily: "You didn't go to Jin Jiao's apartment?"
"At this time, you are still quibbling and pretending to be deaf. Isn't it interesting?"
"Let me tell you, the man in the golden robe is called Yuri. He is a famous man in Rui country and a nephew of the Bru family."
"He went to Hengcheng to perform a mission for me and Rui Guo."
"Kill Ye Fan, kill Tang Ruoxue and investigate Qingjiu."
"As a result, when killing Tang Ruoxue, an old man in black appeared."
"The old man in black not only rescued Tang Ruoxue like the dockyard, but also seriously injured Lord Yuri."
"Rescued Tang Ruoxue twice in times of crisis, and twice injured the masters we sent."
"Combined with the old man in black's ability to crush Yuri and Qingjiu, and the old man in black forcing Qingjiu to get the coordinates of the deep sea prison."
"This old man in black is not your old A, who else could he be?"
"Besides, both Qingjiu and Yuri have investigated clearly. It was you, Old A, who stabbed them."
"I hardly ever mention the title of Old A to anyone. How could Qingjiu and Yuri know about Old A if you hadn't exposed it yourself?"
Tiemu Cihua's thinking was very clear at this moment, and he believed again in the report of the battle at Qingjiu Alley.
This made him extremely suspicious of his old friend on the other end of the phone.
The other end of the phone coughed and responded: "The old man in black who rescued Tang Ruoxue tonight is really not me."
"And this old A is someone who pretended to be me and framed me."
"Think about it with your head. I really want to kill Qingjiu and Yuri, and stab you with Temu Yahua's knife. Why do I use the title of Old A?"
"Are you worried that I'm not exposed enough to be targeted by you?"
"If it were you, Temu Cihua, who wanted to do bad things, would you go out under the banner of Temu Cihua?"
"Injuring Yuri severely and rescuing Tang Ruoxue must be because Xiaoxiao poured dirty water on me and stabbed me with a knife."
"And it's 100% the bastard Ye Fan's fault!"
"Qingjiu had an affair with him."
"You can't believe what she says."
The other party was very calm: "You must not believe them randomly, otherwise your relatives will hate you and your enemies will be happy."
"Okay, stop making excuses."
Temu Cihua was not fooled like last time and responded with an angry smile:
"Before, you said that the old man in black did not exist. It was Qingjiu who colluded with Ye Fan to fabricate it to get away with it."
"But Master Yuri was severely injured tonight. He personally testified about the existence of the old man in black. This shows that Qingjiu's confession is without water."
"The old man in black not only exists, but he actually forced a confession from Qingjiu in the alley."
"One coincidence is a coincidence, two coincidences are fate, and three coincidences can only be the truth."
"Your relationship with Tang Ruoxue, your outstanding martial arts skills, Master Yuri's injury tonight, and the forced confession of the old man in black."
Temu Cihua shouted: "All this is enough to lock you in."
The person on the other end of the phone remained calm, listened carefully to Temu Cihua's words, and then sighed:
"Old friend, you have preconceived ideas. This is very bad."
"Let me say it again, I am not the one who rescued Tang Ruoxue and seriously injured Yuri tonight."
"I have been following Song Hongyan tonight, and I am going to find an opportunity to kill the most powerful person in the Tang Sect."
"Kill Song Hongyan, and the Tang Sect will no longer have ballast, and it will truly fall apart."
"Song Hongyan will not die, but Tang Ruoxue and Chen Yuanyuan will fight again and again, and no matter how bloody they are, they will not be able to damage the foundation of the Tang Sect."
"If you don't believe it, I'll give you a real-time video so you can see if I'm staring at Song Hongyan."
His tone was calm: "Or, you can send someone to the Hengcheng Buddhist Temple to see if I am here..."
After he finished speaking, the video was connected, and Temu Cihua's mobile phone footage was instantly clear.
Tiemu Cihua glanced at Song Hongyan on the lotus pond of the Great Buddha Temple in Hengcheng.
Dressed in red, she is charming and refined.
"This big Buddhist temple is quiet and dangerous." Old A's voice sounded faintly: "Tell me, how should I kill her?"
