On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

Chapter 164: Dead People Don't Need Any Evidence.

"Fucking bug, how dare you!!"

"Did something happen, Mr. Lou? A middle-aged man asked as he looked at the man called Mr. Lou.

The middle-aged man looked to be in his late 30s; his face bore the subtle lines of experience and the beginnings of a distinguished look.

His neatly trimmed, dark hair was tinged with hints of gray at the temples, suggesting a life that had seen its share of challenges and successes.

He was dressed in a finely tailored blue suit that exuded an air of professionalism and sophistication.

The fabric draped impeccably, accentuating his muscular physique.

The shade of blue was neither too bold nor too muted, striking a perfect balance between classic and contemporary.

The man's choice of attire, along with his confident demeanor, hinted at a person who took pride in his appearance and likely held a position of importance or authority.

He looked at Mr. Lou with a piercing gaze, his eyes full of intelligence.

It was clear that this man was not just stylish but also possessed a sharp mind and a strong presence.

Mr. Lou took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He realized that his outburst may have caught the attention around him.

With a forced smile, he replied, "Oh, it's nothing.  Just a bug who thinks he can do as he pleases because he's a bit strong."

Deep inside, anger arose as he remembered how Chen Tian had destroyed his shadow.

He didn't allow him to finish his speech; he despised someone interrupting when he was speaking.

"Damn bastard, if I see him, I will torture him until he begs for me to kill him," Mr. Lou muttered under his breath, his fists clenched tightly.

The rage boiling inside him was hard to suppress.

"Oh, to think that the famous Mr. Lou has such a reaction; now I'm intrigued." The middle-aged man spoke in an amused tone, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Mr. Lou turned his gaze towards the man, his anger momentarily forgotten.

"Unfortunately, the actions of that bug caused a significant issue for us. He helped that old bastard Ming."

"What!"

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man's amusement turned into shock.

He now had a serious expression on his face.

It was clearly a matter of great importance to him; the news that that old man was cured was bad news for them.

"Didn't you say that nobody can remove the curse except Grandmaster-level Martial artists?"

Mr. Lou nodded solemnly, confirming the man's understanding. "That's correct," he replied, his voice laced with concern.

"But it seems that this bug has some extraordinary abilities that even we were unaware of. He managed to break the curse and restore the old man's health."

The middle-aged man's shock deepened as he realized the magnitude of the situation.

"Is he really powerful enough to accomplish that?"

"Humph, don't worry about it; he's just an anomaly," Mr. Lou reassured him, trying to ease his concerns.

"He's still a kid that looks to be in his 20s; there's no way he could possess such power," Mr. Lou continued, his voice filled with skepticism.

"But now that the Old Man Ming is cured, our plan for the grand exploration would not be able to proceed smoothly," Mr. Lou added, a glimmer of coldness flashing in his eyes.

The old man's recovery meant that their plan would take a direct hit.

"About that, don't worry; we can still use plan B." The middle-aged man said, a sly smile forming on his lips.

"We have other ways to ensure our plan's success. We may have underestimated him, but we won't let anyone stand in our way."

"I will trust you on this one, then," Mr. Lou replied, his voice filled with a mix of discontent and determination.

He knew that their success depended on the middle-aged man's next plan.

"The grand exploration will take place in about a month; we still don't have any information about the place that it would take us to," Mr. Lou continued, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him.

"Sigh, these old grandmasters are keeping things too secretive." The middle-aged man muttered under his breath.

"But don't worry whatever the place is, it would give us great benefits if we succeeded; the problem is, we can't let any of the other families beside us succeed. The middle-aged man added, his voice lowering to a whisper.

"We must ensure that we have the upper hand and claim the rewards for ourselves."

"I hope what you said is true," replied Mr. Lou, his voice filled with determination. "Don't forget our deal at the end."

"Don't worry," reassured the middle-aged man with a sly grin on his face.

"I always keep my promises. Once we secure our success, you will receive your fair share of the rewards.

But remember, we must remain cautious and keep our plans hidden from the prying eyes of the other families.

Our success depends on it."

Mr. Lou nodded, his eyes gleaming with ambition. They both understood the stakes were high, and the consequences of failure were not something they were willing to face.

The man nodded in agreement, a determined look in his eyes, as they both began plotting their next move.

But the anger in Mr. Lou's heart was hard to ignore.

No, not only did Chen Tian disrespect him, but he also ruined his plans that he had meticulously crafted for Months.

Mr. Lou had spent countless hours strategizing and plotting, only for Chen Tian to come in and effortlessly dismantle everything.

It was a blow to his ego and pride, and he couldn't stand the thought of someone besting him.

The anger consumed him, fueling his desire for revenge and pushing him towards a dark path he had never thought he would tread.

"Young man, just wait till I see you." Killing intent filled Mr. Lou's eyes as he clenched his fists tightly.

He vowed to make Chen Tian pay for his humiliation, no matter the cost.

Thoughts of revenge consumed his every waking moment, overshadowing all reason and rationality.

In the hospital room, the individual responsible for the issue was seated in a chair, oblivious to the turmoil building within Mr. Lou's heart.

"Hm..." Chen Tian was in deep thought as his cold eyes looked at the documents in his hands.

The more he read the documents, the more his killing intent grew.

"Kiiii!" The little Ming Ming that was sitting beside Chen Tian could sense the dark aura radiating from him and let out an anxious chirp.

"Thank you, Mingyu."

The document in his hands was sent here after Chen Tian asked Mingyu to investigate the accident of his aunt, with the power of her family it didn't take long for her to gather all the necessary information.

After finishing reading the documents, Chen Tian looked at Ming Ming and thanked her.

At that moment, Butler Wan wasn't in the room.

Knowing that his master was now safe, he excused himself, leaving the young Miss behind as he departed to finish the work he had postponed due to his duty of looking after his master.

Of course, the old man didn't forget to grab his favorite goat milk before leaving the hospital.

Chen Tian sat in silence, contemplating the information he had just absorbed.

The documents revealed a web of corruption and deception.

In his hand was information about the Chen Ming and Mei Hua accident, and not only that, but it also had secret information that no one else knew about.

The power of the Ming family was far-reaching and extended into every facet of society.

After finishing contemplating the information he had just absorbed, the paper in his hand started burning, turning to ash.

"Wow!"

Ming Ming's eyes widened in shock as she saw what Chen Tian just did.

But she had a question in her head.

Why did Chen Tian just destroy the evidence that could potentially expose the corrupt practices of those bastards that hurt his aunt?

Yes, the content inside the document explained how Chen Ying's accident wasn't an accident and was planned by not only one person but many, and the main cause was the Yi family.

Yi Guo.

Ming Ming could hardly believe her eyes; this evidence could make Yi Guo and his family pay for their wrongdoings and those that harmed his aunt.

The killing intent in Chen Tian's eyes grew stronger.

Ming Ming hesitated, but she finally decided to speak.

"Can I ask you something?" she said in a low tone.

Chen Tian's eyes locked onto hers, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down her spine.

Even when facing Liang Wei his expression remained unchanged.

Ming Ming took a deep breath waiting for his response.

"Heh." Only a cold, humorless laugh escaped Chen Tian's lips. "Why do I need evidence?" he said, his voice dripping with disdain.

"Dead people don't need any evidence." His words sent a chill down Ming Ming's spine as she realized the depth of his ruthlessness.

Chen Tian's eyes held a haunting darkness, a glimpse into a side of him she had yet to witness.

Her heart skipped a beat as his words sank in.

She realized that Chen Tian was capable of what he was thinking, and she felt pity for those idiots.