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When he acted, he was ruthlessly cold, but when he wasn't acting, he called him "uncle" repeatedly. This made Qin Fang very uncomfortable. What made him even more uncomfortable was that Qin Anwu's combat strength was so high, his guts so big, that he disregarded the mansion guards Qin Fang had brought and still acted as he pleased.
"Did he pretend to be weak before, always feigning ignorance to catch bigger prey? Or did he have some encounter that made him completely different from before?"
As various thoughts flashed through his mind, he heard Qin Anwu say he had something to ask him, so he composed himself and replied, "First, let go of Datong."
Qin Anwu glanced at the person he was holding in his hand, casually placing him on the ground. "Oh, I forgot I was still holding my cousin."
His demeanor was sincere, his tone sincere, just like before.
Zhang Meili walked over, looked at Qin Anwu, and said, "Anwu, your cousin's injuries are too severe; he needs immediate treatment."
Qin Anwu said nothing, letting her drag Qin Datong away. When the two of them were five zhang away, Qin Fang roared, "Seize this rebellious son!"
Qin Anwu shook his head and sighed softly, "I knew it would be like this. Captain Wang Fuli, this is a family matter. I hope you won't interfere. Besides, fighting behind closed doors has nothing to do with your duties."
Seeing Wang Fuli hesitate slightly, he continued, "My uncle's abilities are not enough to be the Prefect."
Qin Fang instantly exploded in rage, leaping up and charging at Qin Anwu, throwing a punch. "Rebellious son, you're blocking the Qin family's path to greatness!"
This fierce body, this urgent momentum, this fast speed... Hm, this is Wang Fuli's mental description. In Qin Anwu's eyes, such an attack speed was too slow, the force wasn't concentrated at all, and there were too many openings.
Qin Anwu saw this and thought, So you want to reason with me like this, huh? I can do that even better. He blocked with a punch.
The next moment, Qin Fang flew back, did a somersault in mid-air, and landed firmly on his knees, splashing water everywhere.
"Bang..."
The mansion guards who had been preparing to charge stopped their steps, the still-hesitant Wang Fuli was stunned, and Qin Fang, kneeling on the ground, was dumbfounded.
Qin Anwu unhurriedly walked to Qin Fang's side, stood with him in the heavy rain, and after Qin Fang tilted his head slightly to the side, Qin Anwu knelt down and asked, "Uncle, can we reason properly now?"
He turned to look at Wang Fuli and said, "Captain Wang, we need to handle our family matters, so we won't trouble you to stand around here."
Qin Fang was in a dilemma. Hearing Qin Anwu's words, he followed suit and said, "Yes, you should go." He knew that after such a commotion today, the Prefect would be unhappy, and his self-proclaimed acting position probably wouldn't last long. It was better to retreat gracefully and save some face.
When Qin Fang slowly got up, Qin Anwu watched him with a smile on his face, feeling his disgust and shamelessness.
"Uncle, my parents were captured. Where are they now?" he asked. He looked at Qin Fang, but Qin Fang's eyes avoided his. This was one of the many questions he had for them.
"My parents' things, where are they now? Are they still in the mansion, or have they been sold, or even burned to ashes?" He felt that there was no way his parents would have left anything behind that could cause trouble. All their cultivation techniques, spiritual weapons, elixirs, and other treasures should have been left for their children.
"Why were my parents captured? Who were they fighting?"
"How many cultivators were they fighting? At what stage were they?"
Qin Fang stood in silence.
"You and Aunt Zhang Meili were also there at the time. You participated in their fight. Who were the enemies? Why didn't you fight back? Instead, you escaped?"
Qin Fang still remained silent.
"So, you refuse to answer, do you?" Qin Anwu looked at him and said, "I know you were there. You watched them fight. You didn't do anything."
Qin Fang's body began to tremble. He slowly shook his head, his face pale. "I... I don't know."
"You don't know?" Qin Anwu laughed coldly. "You were there. You saw everything. How can you not know?"
Qin Anwu looked at Qin Fang, his eyes filled with contempt. Qin Fang was a cultivation realm cultivator, but he was a coward. He had abandoned his brother and sister-in-law to save himself.
"You really don't know?" Qin Anwu looked at Qin Fang, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "Then I will have to force you to answer."
"Crack!"
Qin Anwu kicked Qin Fang's leg. Qin Fang screamed in agony as his leg was broken. He collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.
"I asked you, who hit Qin You?" Qin Anwu asked, his voice low and dangerous.
Qin Fang's face was distorted with pain. He tried to speak, but no words came out.
"Who hit Qin You?" Qin Anwu asked again, his voice colder than before. "If you don't answer, I will break all your bones."
Qin Fang's eyes widened in fear. He looked at Qin Anwu, then at his crippled leg. "It was... it was Datong... and Fuyuan..."
Qin Anwu nodded. He then looked at the mansion guards who were still standing around. "You all heard him. They were the ones who hit Qin You."
The mansion guards all bowed their heads, not daring to meet Qin Anwu's gaze.
"You should leave now," Qin Anwu said to them. "This is a family matter. You don't need to be involved."
The mansion guards all quickly left, fearing that Qin Anwu would turn his anger on them.
Qin Anwu then looked at Qin Fang. "You still haven't answered my most important question. Where are my parents?"
Qin Fang's face was ashen. He looked at Qin Anwu, his eyes filled with terror. "They... they're gone. They were taken by the Wuji Sect. They won't be coming back."
Qin Anwu's eyes narrowed. "Wuji Sect?"
Qin Fang nodded. "Yes. The Wuji Sect is a powerful sect. They are responsible for the capture of your parents. They are too powerful for us. We couldn't do anything."
Qin Anwu looked at Qin Fang, his eyes filled with a terrifying coldness. "Wuji Sect, huh? I will remember that name."
Qin Anwu then turned and walked away, leaving Qin Fang lying on the ground, crippled and in agony. He then walked back to the mansion, where Qin You was waiting for him.
"Master, where are we going?" Qin You asked.
"We are leaving the Qin Mansion," Qin Anwu said. "This place is no longer safe for us."
Qin Anwu led Qin You out of the Qin Mansion. He looked at the plaque above the gate, which read "Qin Mansion." He then reached out and tore the plaque down, smashing it to pieces.
"This Qin Mansion no longer exists," Qin Anwu said. "We will build our own. We will build a new Qin Mansion, one that is stronger and more powerful than this one."
Qin Anwu then walked away, leading Qin You with him. They walked into the heavy rain, their figures slowly disappearing into the distance. Qin Anwu looked back at the Qin Mansion, his eyes filled with determination. He knew that his journey had just begun.