"In my hands." Xiao Mu flicked the disc in his hand.

"I'll head over right now." Fatty Wang's eagerness was within Xiao Mu's expectations, and Xiao Mu suddenly clicked his tongue. "What do you mean?"

"The evidence is in my hands. Where's the Dharma Seal?"

"Oh..." Fatty Wang retreated into his favorite sofa. "I need to first verify your authenticity."

"Are you doubting me?" A dangerous signal flared, and Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel he might have misspoken.

"How dare I doubt your words, Third Young Master? It's just that this is a matter of great importance, and the Dharma Seal you want isn't that easy to obtain." Fatty Wang rotated the ring on his thumb.

"So, should I understand this as our transaction cannot proceed?"

"No, no, of course it must go on, but it will take some time." The 'Jie Xi Dharma Seal' has always been stored in the Wang Family's Old Mansion's ancestral hall, where Wang Zhanting currently resides. It's not easy to get close."

"I see!" Xiao Mu showed a troubled expression on the video. "Although I'd like to wait, this can't wait." Xiao Mu flicked the disc in his hand. "Honestly, any one thing on this can convict you of a capital crime, and if it's all released, you'd be dead without a doubt."

Listening to Xiao Mu's words, sweat dripped down Fatty Wang's forehead along his hair. He had contemplated many occasions when Zhang Teng might have had the chance to record him. "I'll get the item to you as soon as possible; in the meantime, may I know what's inside?"

"Haha!" Xiao Mu gave a dry laugh at the video, but his gaze drifted towards another direction, towards the woman sipping red wine elegantly. "I wouldn't mind playing the content now, but I'm not sure if the person sitting across is willing to hear it again.

"What, there's someone with you?" Fatty Wang's sensitive shout reached Xia Xue's ears, and she looked up, puzzled, at Xiao Mu because she couldn't understand his intentions. Was he trying to drag her into this?

"Hahaha!" Fatty Wang couldn't understand why Xiao Mu was suddenly amused. His resentful eyes slowly averted under Xiao Mu's gaze. "I think she might not be willing to hear again about how you hired someone to eliminate Xiao Lin, including those coarse voices, which are indeed nauseating."

"I don't believe an outsider is necessary in our transaction." Xiao Mu's sarcasm pierced into Fatty Wang's chest like a knife, the pudgy eyelids concealing the hidden look in his eyes, his unpleasant mood conveyed through his tone to Xiao Mu.

"I'll give you three more days, don't disappoint me again; you know the consequences."

"This isn't fair."

"Speaking of fairness requires conditions." Xiao Mu cut off the video call before Fatty Wang had any reaction, the disc spinning on his fingertips. "Don't you agree, Miss Xia?"

Xiao Mu believed that just as he hung up the video call, Fatty Wang could clearly hear his last words, imagining the other side turning beet red, truly hurt inside.

"I've already given you the recording, when can Xiao Lin be freed?"

"Once I have what I need, I'll naturally help you get him out." Xiao Mu showed an innocent smile, attempting to get closer, but Xia Xue moved away first.

"I believe Third Brother wouldn't lie to a girl like me; I await your good news." With that, Xia Xue headed towards the entrance.

"Let me see you off."

"No need, someone came to pick me up." Xia Xue declined Xiao Mu's offer without hesitation as she bent down at the door.

Outside Xiao Mu's villa, a BMW fired up as soon as Xia Xue came out, its modified engine growling like a sleeping lion.

"So, Hua Family's eldest is here for protection." Xiao Mu glanced at the person in the car and deliberately smoothed Xia Xue's hair. "You must know that overprotection can lead to hatred, whether it's with women or men. Do you get what I mean?"

The honk sounded rudely, Xia Xue leaned forward again in front of Xiao Mu before running past him, the car speeding out of the villa area.

"What did he say to you?" Hua Qingyi couldn't help but ask after seeing Xia Xue remain silent. "You were in there for quite some time."

"Here's the recording." Xia Xue took a recorder out of her handbag, drawing a tissue from the box to wipe her sweaty palms.

"Leaving you to face Xiao Mu alone was a bit difficult, also..."

"There's no need to say anything." Leaning against the car door, Xia Xue listened to Xiao Mu's words echoing in her ears, jealousy? "Fatty Wang will trade with Xiao Mu in three days."

"Three days?"

"Can't we re-record the tape?"

"That's not important. What's important is the evidence Xiao Mu holds." Hua Qingyi stopped the car at the entrance of Xia's Garden. "Go in first, I'll handle the rest."

"What if Xiao Mu goes back on his word?" Xia Xue couldn't trust this person from the bottom of her heart.

Hua Qingyi sighed at Xia Xue's unease. "Trust Xiao Lin." No matter how empty the words sounded, it was the only way to comfort this woman now, even though he felt it was useless.

"Got it!" Watching the silhouette disappear through the door, Hua Qingyi leaned against the chair. He turned on the voice recorder, but after listening to the beginning, he switched it off.

The voice recorder contained nothing, just the electrical sound of a magnetic field. If the evidence could be obtained so easily, it wouldn't be Xiao Mu. Tossing the recorder into the spare box, he turned the car towards the Hua family's residence.

Hua Muyun had been sitting in the living room all along, sipping his tea, reading his newspaper, waiting for Hua Qingyi. A stack of documents lay on the coffee table, their content fresh and effective.

Upon hearing the door open, Hua Muyun turned and gestured for Hua Qingyi, who was about to go upstairs, to come over and sit. "Come sit over here."

"Have you decided to accept my proposal?" Hua Qingyi unbuttoned his shirt, only glancing briefly at the documents on the table.

"Where did you go today?" Hua Muyun sidestepped his question, focusing instead on his late-night return.

"You're asking the obvious, Old Master!" Hua Qingyi was simmering with frustration at not obtaining direct evidence.

"Seems like you're in a foul mood." Hua Muyun smiled faintly; in the house, he was an elder. "Take a look at these first."

"What?" Hua Qingyi picked up the files, inside were notes of testimony and organ donation confirmations. "These are..."

"The deceased in the video was wounded in a gang clash; negotiations with the other party have concluded. These are the donation confirmation papers from their family."

"Old Master, how did you find this?"

"Boy, you owe me big time for this favor."

"I'll go to the City Police Department right now."

"Hold on." Hua Muyun grabbed the files from Hua Qingyi's hands. "It's not the right time."

"Old Master, what are you doing?" Hua Qingyi, anxious, stood up from the sofa. With this confirmation paper, they couldn't charge Xiao Lin for illegal organ trafficking, and Xiao Mu wouldn't be able to threaten him.

"Though we have the confirmation, the video's content still bears certain factual evidence. We have to wait."

Hua Qingyi looked at Hua Muyun. "Old Master, you probably have other motives, don't you?" The latter responded with a silent smile. "I'll definitely want to reclaim this favor."

At the same time, standing in front of Wang Zhanting, Fatty Wang was not as fortunate.

"Why have you come to see your third uncle?" Wang Zhanting spread out the newspaper on his lap, legs crossed.

"I wanted to return and pay respects to our ancestors, as a member of the Wang Family. I apologize to the forebears." Fatty Wang bowed his head, hands naturally hanging at his sides. "Third Uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been arrogant."

"Oh? Really?" Wang Zhanting raised his glance at Fatty Wang. If he could believe this man would change, then pigs might as well fly. "You and I are uncle and nephew. To be frank, I've watched you grow; I understand your nature clearly. No one shows up for nothing; just say what you're really here for; no need to beat around the bush."

Fatty Wang smirked helplessly; each time felt exactly as his uncle said. "Third Uncle, I truly came to pay respects to our ancestors, and I brought offerings too." Fatty Wang lifted the box in his hand to show his sincerity.

"Nephew, do you need me to remind you what time it is?" Wang Zhanting glanced at the clock on the wall and started shaking his head. "Who are you paying respects to at this hour?"

"Third Uncle, are you saying I can't enter the Wang Family's ancestral hall?"

"Of course, you can enter; all Wang descendants can. I just want to know why you're telling me you want to pay respects to the ancestors in the dead of night?"

"Then what do you think I'm here for, Third Uncle?"

"That's something you need to tell me." Wang Zhanting folded the newspaper off his lap. "Why have I been hearing talk lately that someone wants to take our Wang Family heirloom? I hope that person isn't you!"

"How could it be? Third Uncle, even if I'm not doing well, I wouldn't mess with the family treasures." Fatty Wang's heart sank; who could've leaked the news? How did it reach Wang Zhanting's ears so fast? Once this old fellow becomes cautious, who knows where the items will be hidden?

"Nephew, sit down; I have something to confirm with you." The old-fashioned clock just struck eleven, each chime hitting like a drum on Fatty Wang's heart. "Not going to sit?"

Fatty Wang placed his box down and sat beside Wang Zhanting. "Third Uncle, do you have guidance for me?"

"Now the Wang Family is taken over by your cousin, he's unfamiliar with many dealings. You need to prepare for the handover. I've pulled some strings to keep the banks at bay - hand over the cases to your cousin by the end of the month. I've arranged for you to live in France for a while. You can return once things calm down domestically." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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