Chapter 1165: This Grudge Will Never Be Forgiven
The Mu Family Head stood up and opened the wooden box. “These are the durians the Mu Family branch sends over every so often. I’d like to trouble Little Ninth Master to take a look.”
Gu Jin stood up and sniffed the rich, funky-fragrant durian smell hanging in the air, and couldn’t help but start salivating.
You couldn’t quite call durian her favorite, but having some once in a while was pretty nice.
However, when she saw the flesh inside the durian the Family Head had opened, her delicate, beautiful face gradually sank.
The three Mu men had been watching her the whole time, so they naturally caught that change in her expression.
All three of them felt their hearts sink.
Looks like the source of Mu Zifan’s destroyed Dantian had been found.
Gu Jin stretched out her slender jade-like fingers, pinched up a segment of durian flesh, and brought it to her nose for a sniff.
From the texture and color of the durian flesh, you couldn’t see anything wrong.
But once Gu Jin opened her Heavenly Eye, she could clearly see a faint black mist spreading over the durian flesh—that was Evil Qi.
Once Evil Qi enters a Cultivator’s body, it will inevitably destroy their Cultivation.
Ordinary people injured by Evil Qi will pay with their lives.
“There’s something added in here.” Gu Jin said definitively to the Mu Family.
“What is it?” A vicious gloom filled the Mu Family Head’s eyes, killing intent overflowing from his face.
Mu Zifan was the Mu Family’s future successor, the most outstanding son they had painstakingly cultivated.
Yet now, someone actually wanted to destroy the Mu Family’s hope.
This blood feud would not rest until one side perished!
Spiritual Energy slowly flowed from Gu Jin’s hand, cleansing away the black mist on the durian flesh.
She brought the flesh to her lips and gently took a bite.
To be fair, it still tasted pretty good.
“Master!”
“Little Ninth Master!”
The three Mu men cried out in alarm.
A hint of a smile seeped into Gu Jin’s eyes. “It’s fine. I already removed the Evil Qi from this piece of flesh.”
She sat back down on the sofa, eating durian as she spoke. “There’s Evil Qi on the durian flesh. As for where the Evil Qi came from, that I don’t know. If you want the specific reason, you’ll have to ask the people who sent you these durians.”
“Father!” Mu Zifan’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he called to the Family Head.
The Mu Family Head’s hands clenched into tight fists. He knew what his son wanted to say.
The facts were laid out right in front of them; it couldn’t be clearer who was behind this.
These durians were all sent up from the southern branch of the Mu Family.
The Family Head grit his teeth. “Little Ninth Master, if we hadn’t discovered yesterday that Zifan’s Dantian was damaged, and he had kept eating these durians, what would have happened?”
Gu Jin took the handkerchief Linda handed her and gently wiped her fingertips.
Just then, Linda’s phone rang. She put it on silent and quickly left the living room, heading out toward the door.
Watching her departing back, Gu Jin set the soiled handkerchief on the table and casually said to the Family Head, “His Cultivation would be abolished, his Dantian destroyed, and he’d have no fate with Cultivation ever again.”
The faces of the three Mu men changed drastically. They couldn’t understand why the branch members would do this—what benefit would Mu Zifan’s fall bring them?
The always low-key Mu Ziyu suddenly spoke up. “Father, if I remember right, they only started sending durians to Beijing after they found out five years ago that Big Brother liked them.”
“That’s right.” Mu Zifan responded.
The Family Head’s face went completely dark. “Why would they do this?”
“Naturally, for profit!” Mu Zifan let out a cold laugh. “Five years ago, the branch in the south wanted to move back to Beijing. Considering the bigger picture, we didn’t agree.”
Five years ago, Beijing didn’t have any good locations available for the branch, so the main family rejected their proposal.