TISMML Chapter 97.1

“Those who want you dead?”

Fei Luyao curled his lips in a mocking smile: “In the entire Fei family, who doesn’t want your direct descendants to die?”

“Oh, except for Xinglin. You’re a rare fool.”

The direct descendants, though few in number, have often maintained a continuous lineage, and perhaps blessed by heaven, have never truly broken off.

Moreover, each member of the direct descendants possesses talent far exceeding that of ordinary people, making the Fei family’s collateral branches hesitant to act rashly.

“Do you really think that Butler Zhou dared to steal and sell the Fei family’s things only by himself and those few good-for-nothing servants?”

Fei Luyao probably knew that he was likely doomed after this, so he spoke without restraint.

—Butler Zhou, it’s been so long since I’ve heard of you.

Nan Yu could already see the cemetery in the distance, but her mind was preoccupied with Fei Luyao’s words.

As a butler, even though several generations of his family had served the Fei family and he had his own people, it was almost unbelievable that Butler Zhou could steal for decades without being discovered.

Of course, this must be partly due to the fact that Fei Yizheng suddenly passed away and the Fei family was in turmoil at the time, with no one taking care of him.

However, in the original story, Fei Yunjin didn’t find the thieves within the family, only evidence against Butler Zhou. This led Nan Yu, who was determined to leave the Fei family at the time, to act without much thought and simply send Butler Zhou away.

Now, judging from Fei Luyao’s words, it seemed that there were indeed members of the Fei family colluding with Butler Zhou.

“I know.”

Fei Yizheng nodded.

“Without you, the old fogies, providing cover, how could he have stolen those things?”

“Less than a third of that money was recovered. They say it was all spent gambling, but it was actually all given to you, right?”

“Overseas accounts? Or hidden somewhere?”

These questions, one after another, made Fei Luyao’s face even more gloomy. He realized that he had underestimated Fei Yizheng. This patriarch was probably not the kind of person who acted impulsively.

Did he really intend to just bankrupt the Fei family and end his revenge?

A sudden chill ran through Fei Luyao’s heart. He gritted his teeth: “You want to stall for time?”

Fei Yizheng shook his head: “If you want me dead, at least let me die knowing why.”

“Anyway, the switch is on you, and you can activate it anytime. But it won’t be so quick for us to find those secret rooms.”

That was true. How much time could a few words waste?

Five minutes? Ten minutes?

How many secret rooms could they find in such a short time?

Ignoring the chill in his heart, Fei Luyao thought that it was normal for Fei Yizheng to want to die knowing the truth; after all, given his personality, he certainly wouldn’t be content to die without knowing why.

“How about this?” Fei Luyao chuckled.

“You stab yourself, and I’ll tell you some things I know, including where I find some evidence.”

They were all going to die anyway. As for the other members of the Fei family who hadn’t died in the explosion, that was already lucky. That evidence would be enough to make them suffer, and the wrath of others would be enough to make the surviving members of the Fei family wish they were dead.

 

 

 

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