Invincible cultivation strengthens: my son is a troublemaker-Chapter 96: This is a corpse transformation, it must be cremated!
Chapter 96: Chapter 96: This is a corpse transformation, it must be cremated!
"This!!"
Qin Chuan’s right hand trembled as he held the letter, like thunder in a clear sky, leaving him stunned on the spot.
The father of Prince Nan isn’t dead?
Li Kui collides with Li Gui, then his masquerade as the "lifelong friend" of the Old Southern King would be ruthlessly exposed?
"No, I absolutely cannot let this slip!"
In an instant, his expression became resolute, using his right hand to turn the letter into ashes.
Yes, he could not slip up.
Because his act before was too convincing, played so righteously, like it was real. If he were exposed now, then all his persona would be questioned, and even his son would suspect he was acting all along!
Though there’s no evidence.
But as long as suspicion arises, it’s like a crack in porcelain; no matter how carefully handled, it will inevitably collapse sooner or later.
He would never allow such a thing to happen!
"Yang Tu of Prince Nan’s Mansion said the Old Southern King is not clear of mind, but this can’t be fully trusted, maybe he already knows the truth."
"However, he still calls me Uncle without directly addressing me by name, which means he doesn’t want to tear apart the facade."
"Regardless, it’s necessary for me to visit Prince Nan’s Mansion, to see what the situation really is."
He sorted his thoughts and set off.
If Prince Nan’s Mansion had really discovered the truth, then inviting him over was mostly to discuss the details of maintaining the facade.
Because the mansion itself is actually willing to maintain such a facade, after all, Qin Chuan is a powerful entity in the Saint Realm!!
As for the dangers of going there...
There’s no need to dwell on that.
If the Royal Family wanted to act against him, they would have done so long ago; even if he hid in the Seven Martial Sect, they could still come to kill him, there’s no need to invite him over.
For now, at least.
He has not harmed the Royal Family’s interests, and the Royal Family can’t figure him out, so they prefer to befriend him.
Qin Chuan was swift.
In less than half an hour, he arrived at Prince Nan’s Mansion, where many people were already there to welcome him outside the gate.
The key figures of the Prince’s Mansion stood divided into two factions, the scene was very solemn, even the old ones of the mansion were present as well.
Qin Chuan’s current power is worthy of such a formation, at least on the surface, he is the strongest of the Nine Suns Dynasty!!
"Welcome, Lord Qin Chuan!"
"Welcome, Lord Qin Chuan!"
The dignitaries all bowed in unison, their eyes filled with respect, even awe.
"Uncle!"
Yang Tu stood at the forefront, rushing over and leading Qin Chuan inside, saying, "Come quickly, my father is waiting for you!"
Qin Chuan said nothing, allowing himself to be led.
Soon, the two of them arrived at a secluded courtyard, which seemed rather out of place amidst the splendor of Prince Nan’s Mansion.
Yet some people have peculiar tastes, growing tired of gourmet food, preferring something wild, especially powerful figures.
"Uncle, my father is over there."
Yang pointed to the large banyan tree in the center of the courtyard, where there was a reclining chair made of bamboo.
An elderly, burly man in funeral garments lay on the chair, squinting and gently rocking.
Upon hearing the commotion, he abruptly got up from the chair, his face showing warmth and excitement, rushing over to give Qin Chuan a bear hug, saying, "Brother, it’s been over ten years, finally we meet again!"
His demeanor was as if he truly were meeting an old friend he hadn’t seen in years.
Qin Chuan suddenly froze.
Ah, this...
His first thought was that this old man was putting on an act for him!
Indeed, by judging from the trained discipline of an actor, he could sense the aura of performance, indicating this old man was indeed acting.
But when he glanced sideways at Yang Tu next to him, he found that this guy showed no signs of acting, genuinely seeming pleased at the reunion of his father and Uncle.
"This old guy, even deceiving his own son?"
Qin Chuan began to doubt in his heart.
"No way!!"
Suddenly, he keenly noticed that the old man’s embrace was a bit tight, and he was slightly trembling, indicating that this guy was actually a bit nervous.
As if afraid of being exposed!!
"Could it be......"
In an instant, a thought formed in his mind, and he smiled, asking, "Brother, do you remember our pact from eighteen years ago?"
Wow!
He felt the old man’s grip shiver again and unknowingly tighten a bit.
Then, the old man sighed ruefully, "Ah... brother, to be frank, my mind is a bit unclear these days, some memories have been lost, you can ask Yang Tu if you don’t believe me."
Qin Chuan looked at Yang Tu.
Yang Tu gave a rueful smile and nodded, saying, "Indeed, since my father woke up, many things he doesn’t recall, but he still remembers some of my childhood events."
Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan immediately understood!
This old guy wasn’t the real Old Southern King, but someone who had overtaken his body or resurrected it.
This guy was nervous about acting here because he only had partial memories of the Old Southern King, afraid of being found out!
And there was a huge secret hidden in the Royal Family.
This guy probably learned the Royal Family’s secret from the Old Southern King’s memories, knowing the Royal Family’s power, and should the overtaking be exposed, he’d suffer devastating strikes from the Royal Family!
This guy had to stabilize his identity.
Therefore, this guy acted not only before Yang Tu but also before him, terrified he’d see through he was a counterfeit.
Except...
This guy had no idea that Qin Chuan was the real fraud here!
This guy at least had the authentic body of Prince Nan and part of the memories, whereas Qin Chuan had nothing but his words, with relationships entirely fabricated!
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly heaven helps me!"
Qin Chuan thought to himself.
Because this old guy was acting, thinking he was genuine, no matter what he said, the old guy would cooperate with him.
This way, in Yang Tu’s eyes, his identity as "Uncle" would be unbreakable.
Thinking of this, he smiled and asked, "Brother, let me recount some of our past events, see if it awakens any of your memories."
"Good, good."
The Old Southern King smiled and nodded.
Qin Chuan’s eyes showed a look of reminiscence, saying, "Brother, do you remember how we first met?"
"This...."
The Old Southern King hesitated.
And Qin Chuan continued, "It was a day when snow was falling heavily. I was at Lake Heart Pavilion watching the snow, and brother, wearing a fox fur, rode a small boat over... Does that ring a bell, brother?"
The Old Southern King thought hazily, saying, "It seems, there is some impression."
Qin Chuan gently guided him, "At the time, I was brewing plum wine, and brother, attracted by the aroma, came over wanting a drink..."
"Oh! I remember!"
The Old Southern King’s eyes lit up, slapping his thigh, he said, "I vaguely remember, that day, we sat facing each other, drinking till we were drunk, chatting happily, becoming bosom friends."
"Hmm, it seems brother remembers some now."
Qin Chuan laughed and said, "Back then, on your boat you brought a dog, which I didn’t notice at first; later, the dog climbed onto the pavilion, wanting a sip of wine as well... Brother, do you remember what color that dog was?"
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