kvmb Chapter 137 Ming Wushang
Chapter 137 Ming Wushang
In the Mingxuan Hall of the royal palace, all was quiet. Ao Jinming sat quietly on the throne at the head of the table, his gaze deep and his expression complex and unfathomable.
"From what the general is saying, Huo Heng might not be dead, but rather imprisoned by the beastmen to research potions. Furthermore, the potions he developed not only don't benefit the beastmen, but actually cause them to overdraw their own power? Also, is the Holy Maiden's matter related to him?"
"Your Majesty, the effects of the potion on the beastmen have been confirmed. As for the others, these are currently just our speculations, and we have not yet found conclusive evidence. Therefore, after reporting the situation to you, I will immediately set off for Luoshui City to secretly investigate the truth."
Ao Jinming nodded slightly upon hearing this, his expression cold and stern. "Yes, it's reassuring that the General is handling this personally. However, if it turns out to be him, that's fine, but if not..."
Just then, a servant came in to announce, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is outside requesting an audience."
"Let him in."
When Auster entered, he saw that Ji Mohan was also there. After exchanging greetings, Auster said, "Father, the black market has now been destroyed, but the owner of the black market has escaped and has not been caught. Before running away, they destroyed all the clues. The only thing that can be confirmed now is that they are beastmen."
Upon hearing this, Ao Jinming was so shocked that he instantly stood up, his gaze shooting towards Auster like a sharp sword. "Beastmen? How did they manage to infiltrate here? How could they establish such a large industry right under our noses? Are the others just sitting around doing nothing?"
Ji Mohan interjected at the opportune moment, "Your Majesty, the beastmen also need a lot of resources to refine mutation potions, and this black market is very likely one of their important channels."
Ao Jinming looked thoughtful. "You mean the black market might be related to mutation drugs?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. Otherwise, why would the beastmen establish a black market among our people? It can't just be for making some money to spend."
Auster nodded in agreement with Ji Mohan's words, "Yes, Father. I also believe that these two things are related. However, the fact that the beastmen can hide so well means that there must be a high-ranking person helping them behind the scenes."
Ao Jinming took a deep breath and said coldly, "Investigate. Investigate thoroughly and find out which traitors are colluding with the beastmen."
"Yes, Father."
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In the Dark Demon Abyss, Ming Wuji and several beautiful women had just finished exploring the mysteries of the human body and were walking out of the room with satisfied expressions.
He looked up and saw a black figure hurrying towards him. He raised an eyebrow and asked lazily, "Cousin, why are you back in such a hurry? Did you find the lost potion?"
The figure seemed not to hear him at all, and walked straight past him without pausing.
Ming Wuji's face instantly turned ashen, and anger surged into his heart. "Ming Wushang, do you even respect me as your young master? I'm being polite by calling you cousin, and you really think you're someone important?"
Ming Wushang paused slightly, his eyes flashing with a cold light, but he still ignored Ming Wuji and continued walking forward.
Seeing this, Ming Wuji became even angrier, as if he were having an asthma attack. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ming Wushang, you're really something. I'd like to see what you're doing back here." After saying that, he quickly followed.
Ming Wushang traveled swiftly and finally arrived at Ming Potian's room. He gently knocked on the door, and only after hearing a sound from inside did he step in.
Ming Potian was slightly surprised to see him return. "Wu Shang, weren't you leading people to track that bottle of potion? Have you already succeeded?"
"No." Ming Wushang shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Clan leader, the black market has been wiped out."
"What?" Two exclamations rang out simultaneously.
Immediately afterward, Ming Wuji's sarcastic voice rang out again, "Ming Wushang, Ming Wushang, I thought you had done something extraordinary and rushed back to see your grandfather. Turns out you've become a stray dog. No wonder you didn't dare to utter a sound when you came back."
Ming Potian's expression was extremely grim. He glared at Ming Wuji and quickly turned to ask, "Wu Shang, what happened? Wasn't the black market always well hidden? How could it suddenly be discovered?"
"It was my carelessness. I was just trying to teach a fool a lesson, but I didn't expect that someone would follow the trail and come here. However, I destroyed everything that needed to be destroyed and left no clues. It's just that all our people were lost inside. I beg the clan leader to punish us."
Before Ming Potian could even speak, Ming Wuji was already jumping up and down in a panic, "What? They're all gone? Do you know I'll need these people in a few days! And now you're telling me they're all gone? What am I supposed to do? You're such a waste, you can't even handle this little thing!"
"Alright, Wuji, things are already like this, what's the use of blaming Wushang?" Although Ming Potian was cursing Wushang as a waste in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. "Do we have any leftover potions?"
Ming Wuji glared at Ming Wushang and said with a hint of resentment, "Including the bottle that hasn't been recovered yet, there are only four bottles left."
Upon hearing this, Ming Potian's face instantly darkened to a depths of black. "They've just been exposed, and now the black market is gone too. The source of the magic potion is cut off, and the people there are almost dead... Forget it, let's keep things quiet for now and wait for things to calm down before I think of another solution."
He suppressed his impending rage and forced out, "You may all leave now."
Ming Wuji wanted to say something more, but seeing the veins gradually bulging on Ming Potian's forehead, he obediently shut his mouth and silently retreated.
When the Grand Elder heard that his grandson had returned, he rushed over and happened to run into the two of them coming out of Ming Potian's room.
"Young Master, Wu Shang, what's going on here..." he asked anxiously.
Before he could finish speaking, Ming Wuji snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Elder, you really have a good grandson!" After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Young Master, I..." The First Elder was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion.
Ming Wushang stepped forward and gently took the elder's arm: "Grandpa, let's go to my room to talk."
Back inside, Ming Wushang looked around the simply furnished and not very spacious room, then suddenly chuckled. He then briefly recounted the black market to the Grand Elder.
"So this is what happened!" The Grand Elder looked at him with concern after hearing the news. "Wu Shang, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, it's just that all my hard work over the years has been destroyed in one day, and it's really hard for me to get over it." He said, a cold smile appearing on his lips. "But it's okay, I still have an ace up my sleeve. I'll settle this score with Auster sooner or later."
The Grand Elder stepped forward and patted Ming Wushang on the shoulder: "It's good that you have a plan in mind. A temporary setback is nothing. We're planning for the future..."