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Chapter 613: He’s Now on a Very Dangerous Edge 9

Chapter 613: Chapter 613: He’s Now on a Very Dangerous Edge 9

The flicker in his eyes signaled briefly, and quickly, two shadows emerged from behind him. In less than two seconds at the Chrysanthemum Garden entrance, after a burst of fierce wind, the child was snatched away by the two shadows!

"Third Young Master!"

"Take him to the old master!"

"Yes, Third Young Master!"

The shadows, having received the order, immediately carried off the wailing child towards the Bamboo Garden.

The onlooking servants were utterly stunned and agape with shock!

Goodness, where did these two men in black come from? Why hadn’t they seen them at all?

What these servants didn’t know was that within Blue Mountain Villa, Ou Qichang had established the Shadow Squad years ago. Aside from Ou Qichang himself, only the Third Young Master could command them, and usually, if they were not summoned, they would remain hidden.

After the child was taken away, the man standing in front of them, mad and deranged, suddenly became even more unhinged. With a strange cry, he lunged at Ou Mucen, "You beast, Ou Mucen! You killed your sister-in-law, your nephew, what do you want to do now? Won’t you even spare an infant?"

The nearby servants panicked at the sight and rushed over to stop him, but at that moment, their Third Young Master calmly waved his hand, indicating they should not interfere. Then they watched, wide-eyed, as the crazed man began to choke him!

"Third Young Master..."

"Ou Mucen, I’m going to strangle you today!" The man, having lost all reason, had bloodshot eyes, as if he couldn’t wait to tear Mucen to pieces right then and there.

Ou Mucen stared back coldly, silent. With just a flick of his finger, he caught the hands that were choking his neck and gradually twisted them outwards, eliciting screams of agony.

"Ah... Ah..."

"You say I killed your wife? Your son? Then what did your wife and son do? Why don’t you ask how much blood, how many lives, are on their hands? I won’t speak of my woman, but even the mother of your grandson was killed by your ’good son’. What right do you have to question me? What right do you have to seek justice for them?"

With a forceful twist of his fingers, two crisp sounds of breaking bones filled the air, and the man screamed in pain, clutching his excruciatingly sore hands as he fell to the ground.

Indeed, what right did those people have to demand justice from others?

Hands soaked in blood, responsible for countless lives, such people would be lucky to die with their body intact.

He flung him to the ground forcefully and ordered the servants to lock him back in the garden, then headed back to the Bamboo Garden.

Once at the Bamboo Garden, the infant had already been entrusted to a servant by the old master, so Ou Mucen sat down at the dining table, "This child should no longer be given to him. His mind is somewhat unclear."

The old master nodded, "I’ve thought about it, and no one in the house is really able to care for such a small child. Your mother definitely won’t bother, so why not let your sister take care of him?"

His sister?

Ou Mufeng?

Ou Mucen thought of his sister, long since married off, wanting to say something, but in the end, considering his own pile of affairs, he remained silent.

Thus, the father and son sat and talked for a while longer, discussing Ou Muyuan’s condition. Ou Mucen suggested sending him to the United States for treatment for some time since the shock he had endured was too great. If not treated promptly, they feared he might truly become insane.

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