Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1205 Don’t take the usual path

"I……"

The sixth brother was speechless for a moment, opening his mouth but unable to utter a word for a long time—he couldn't very well perform tomb raiding on the spot, could he?

Even if he wanted to, there wasn't a single clod of earth in this house, so where would he find a grave to rob?

Jiang Xiaochuan, who was watching from the side, was getting anxious for him. The fact that Tang Ran didn't take action immediately meant that she already believed him to some extent.

At this point, it's best to quickly back down and say that you'll find evidence later. This way, you won't offend the lady and you can save your life. Wouldn't that be great?

But Lao Liu deliberately chose to take the unconventional path.

"I'll prove it to you right now!"

In a moment of impulsiveness, Lao Liu completely forgot Jiang Xiaochuan's warning.

He figured that if he couldn't prove his identity, he wouldn't be able to get Tang Ran to keep her promise.

Tang Ran didn't keep her promise. No matter how beautiful this woman was, he could only feast his eyes on her beauty. This was worse than killing him.

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Lao Liu had already taken out the Thunder Pearl and held it up in front of Tang Ran.

"Look! This bead is what I found in your Tang Clan's ancestral tomb! When I came out, I even went to great lengths to help you get rid of a few petty thieves who wanted to rob the tomb!"

The moment Tang Ran saw the Thunderclap Pearl, her expression changed drastically. The surprise and doubt in her eyes turned into rage, and her hand holding the silver needle trembled: "You dare to rob my Tang Clan's ancestral tomb?!"

Jiang Xiaochuan, watching from the side, facepalmed – this fat guy is really asking for trouble, like he's tired of living!

Now, whoever tries to advise you will be in trouble.

But on second thought, Lao Liu's foolish move actually confirmed his identity.

Even if Tang Ran was furious, out of consideration for their friendship, she would probably only break three of his legs and spare his life.

Adhering to the principle of "better to die than to die myself," Jiang Xiaochuan quietly took two steps back and gently closed the door.

It would be best for him to stay out of the impending brawl inside.

As long as this fat man can still breathe, it won't delay the plan to explore the Holy Tomb.

The moment the door closed, a pig-like scream immediately came from inside, mixed with the "whoosh" of silver needles piercing the air and the sound of tables and chairs overturning.

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head, turned around and went back to his room. He took out his phone and sent a message to Du Hai, telling him to keep an eye on the situation in Beijing tomorrow, especially news about the Murong family.

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Xiaochuan was awakened by the continuous push notifications on his phone.

Upon opening it, the screen was filled with explosive news about "the Murong family heir running naked".

On Beijing's largest online forum, a video topped the trending list:

In the scene, Murong Jin is running naked across a pedestrian bridge, shouting as he runs, "The Murong family are all hypocrites."

Passersby took out their phones to film him, and some even recognized him. The comment section exploded:

"Is the Murong family's ancestral grave emitting black smoke?"

"The heir running naked in public, he's lost all face!"

"They've probably been set up, haven't they?"

Various speculations arose, and even the recent business moves of the Murong family were dug up.

Jiang Xiaochuan opened the video and watched Murong Jin's frenzied appearance, and couldn't help but sigh that the Memory-Eroding Pill was indeed well-deserved of its reputation.

He had just turned off his phone when Du Hai rushed in, waving a document in his hand:

"Boss! The Murong family issued a statement this morning saying that Murong Jin suffered a 'sudden mental illness,' and they replaced all the guards in the entire manor. It seems they are thoroughly investigating this matter!"

Knowing that Jiang Xiaochuan and Lao Liu were behind this, Du Hai couldn't help but worry: "Should we send that fat guy out to lay low for a while?"

"he?"

Jiang Xiaochuan laughed.

After being disciplined by Tang Ran last night, Lao Liu will probably have trouble getting out of bed for the next couple of days.

Fortunately, the two had disguised themselves, so the Murong family couldn't trace them away for a while.

However, this was indeed done somewhat impulsively.

"By the way, any news from Zhao Wu?"

Suddenly remembering Zhao Wu's promise, Jiang Xiaochuan asked.

Just as Du Hai was about to speak, Zhou Cheng rushed in anxiously: "Young Master Jiang, seven or eight grandmasters have arrived and barged in!"

Jiang Xiaochuan and Du Hai exchanged a glance and quickly walked towards the hall.

"Go and invite Old Feng over."

As they passed Zhou Cheng, Jiang Xiaochuan whispered.

Upon entering the hall, one could see Zhao Wu standing there with six burly men.

The mere presence of these people lowered the overall atmosphere of the hall.

In particular, there was a burly man who was nearly two meters tall, with a fierce and menacing look, and his eyes held a hint of resentment.

The clients who were originally discussing business turned pale with fright and scurried away into a corner.

Jiang Xiaochuan recognized the two people at the very front:

On the left is "Iron Arm" Luo Gang, who is nearly two meters tall and has shoulders as broad as a bear's. His ferocious aura is even stronger than it was in the octagon.

On the right is Lei Heng, with sharp eyes; he was the one who attacked him with Zhao Wu last time.

Behind the two stood four grandmasters.

These were the four men that Tang Long had invited to intimidate Jiang Xiaochuan.

Almost all the masters from Rising Dragon Boxing Stadium were present.

"They're here for revenge, aren't they?"

A customer in the corner muttered quietly, "Last time Boss Jiang caused such a scene at the Shenglong Boxing Stadium, now they've brought people to our door!"

"It's over, it's over! Tenglong has just started up, it's probably going to be demolished!"

Although the murmurs were soft, they were exceptionally clear in the quiet hall.

Zhao Wu stood in the crowd, feeling somewhat uneasy:

He patted his chest and guaranteed that he could bring the person, but when they actually arrived at the entrance of Tenglong, the aura of these grandmasters was too intimidating. If Jiang Xiaochuan misunderstood, it would be terrible.

"Young Master Jiang! Apart from Yin Jiu and the Sloppy Taoist, all the other grandmasters from the Rising Dragon Boxing Arena are here! They've come to seek refuge with you!"

Not daring to delay, Zhao Wu quickly stepped forward to report.

"Seek refuge?"

The murmurs in the corner stopped abruptly, and everyone was stunned. Even Du Hai blinked unconsciously, thinking that Zhao Wu had betrayed them and brought people to cause trouble.

Jiang Xiaochuan remained calm. The conditions he offered for the pills were too tempting for Zhao Wu and the others, and they simply did not believe he would refuse.

He glanced at the group again; he could understand why Yin Jiu wasn't there.

It's normal for him to hold a grudge against me after I injured his foot last time and made him lose face in front of everyone.

"Where's that slovenly Taoist priest? Does he think my offer wasn't enough?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Zhao Wu.

"no!"

Zhao Wu quickly explained, "The slovenly Taoist said that Tang Long had been kind to him, and since there's no confirmation of Tang Long's whereabouts, he's not going anywhere and is still guarding the Rising Dragon Boxing Arena."

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart stirred slightly—he hadn't expected this old Taoist to be so loyal.

He remembered that the slovenly Taoist had been following Tang Long ever since he came down from the mountain, and even though Tang Long was now in dire straits, he still refused to leave.

This kind of loyal and affectionate person is the best match for his temperament, just like Feng Ji.

However, everyone has their own aspirations, and we cannot force them.

Jiang Xiaochuan composed himself and looked at everyone again, "Everyone, Master Zhao should have already explained Tenglong's conditions to you."

"The grudges you had in the octagon before are wiped clean the moment you step through this door."