Chapter 565: Sacrifice

"This Mu Chunsheng is truly ruthless..."

At the venue, Chen Ling, draped in a bright red opera robe, was eavesdropping on everything happening in the office and couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Ling had some impression of Mu Chunsheng's son. He was a young man with a peaceful and refined temperament, the complete opposite of Li Ruohong. Every time Chen Ling saw him, he was standing quietly behind Mu Chunsheng, pushing his wheelchair, wiping his sweat, and helping out, never once complaining.

In terms of status, he was the crown prince of the Beidou Consortium, but he was rarely seen in the newspapers, and there were no decadent or extravagant gossip news about him... In Chen Ling's impression, he was more of a silent, filial son, acting as a crutch behind Mu Chunsheng.

And now, Mu Chunsheng had only hesitated for two seconds before taking his life, personally sacrificing his own flesh and blood to exchange for a healthy body.

Calculating the time, Li Ruohong should be arriving soon...

……

"Quick! Let me in!!"

Li Ruohong rushed to the entrance of the luxurious private residence, ignoring the two security guards at the door, and sprinted inside for his life.

At this moment, Zhong Qi was in Mu Chunsheng's office. Although there were security guards at the door, they didn't stop the crazed Li Ruohong. Due to his status, they couldn't use force, so several people just chased after him as he rushed into the room.

"Young Master Ruohong! You can't go up!"

"Chairman Mu is meeting guests and doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone!"

"Damn it! If you don't let me through, everyone is going to die!! Do you know what the situation is right now, damn it!" Li Ruohong was completely desperate. He didn't care about any rules and relied on his head to brute-force his way up the stairs, rushing straight to the door of Mu Chunsheng's office.

He pushed the door with both hands and shouted at the same time:

"Uncle! Something big happened outside!! We have already been..."

Before Li Ruohong could finish his sentence, he saw the scene before him and suddenly froze in place.

In the dim office, shocking scarlet covered the tiles. Mu Haowen, covered in blood, was lying in the center of a bizarre formation drawn in blood, his head already split in two. On the wheelchair stained by the pool of blood, an aged face that looked as if it had been stitched together was silently looking down at the corpse at its feet.

The two figures in black robes stood on either side of the formation, seemingly preparing something. Seeing Li Ruohong suddenly burst in, a flash of astonishment crossed their eyes.

"Hao... Haowen..." Li Ruohong was stunned. He looked at the hellish scene before him as if he were in a dream.

Mu Chunsheng's brow furrowed tightly, and he said in a low, angry voice:

"Li Ruohong, what are you doing??"

Mu Chunsheng's anger made Li Ruohong shiver. He snapped back to reality and stammered:

"Uncle... it's [Fusheng Hui]! No, it's that Police Bureau Director Wang Jincheng! He knew the background of these two people long ago and has been secretly monitoring us for a long time!! Now the entire manor has been secretly surrounded by [Fusheng Hui] people, ready to arrest us at any moment!!"

"What did you say??"

Mu Chunsheng and the two Wuji Realm spies were all shocked. The former immediately retorted:

"Li Ruohong, are you sure?!"

"I'm sure! Of course I'm sure! He even threatened me to my face!" Li Ruohong stomped his feet in anxiety. "He said there were too many people in the venue and he didn't want to make a scene, so he specifically asked me to come and pass the message, saying that if we give up resistance, he can treat us with leniency..."

At this, everyone's expressions changed completely. Feijia and Liuzhua looked at each other, their eyes as cold as frost.

They knew very well that they must never fall into the hands of [Fusheng Hui], let alone voluntarily give up resistance and surrender... If they were truly surrounded by [Fusheng Hui] here, it would be very difficult for just the two of them to break through the blockade and leave.

Mu Chunsheng sensed their gravity and looked at the corpse on the ground, his heart also rising.

"You two..."

"Chairman Mu, please rest assured," Feijia said in a deep voice. "No matter what, we will first restore your health... This is the Wuji Realm's promise to you. Even if we can't escape this time, others will come to contact you later. At that time, please be sure to lend a hand."

Hearing that the two could still complete the ritual, Mu Chunsheng felt slightly relieved. He was afraid that he had killed his son, only for an accident to occur that prevented him from recovering his health, which would be absolutely terrible.

"You two, please rest assured, Mu keeps his word."

Mu Chunsheng turned to look at Li Ruohong. "Don't worry about the rest. Find a room next door and stay there. Don't run anywhere."

"...Okay, okay."

Li Ruohong swallowed his saliva, his face pale as he exited the room. He didn't dare ask what had happened to Mu Haowen. Even as dull as he was, he could feel that some extremely secretive things were happening in that room. If he were to meddle, his fate would likely be no different from Mu Haowen's.

As Li Ruohong left, the room door closed again. Liuzhua pulled back a corner of the curtain and glanced at the overcast sky, his face as gloomy as water.

"[Fusheng Hui]... I'd like to see what kind of ability this group of Green Divine Path practitioners has."

"Hurry up," Feijia said in a deep voice. "Since they sent Li Ruohong to persuade us to surrender, it means they don't want to make a scene either. As long as Li Ruohong doesn't appear in their sight, we should be able to drag it out for a little while longer... Complete the ritual before they completely lose patience and make a move on us."

Feijia took a deep breath and slowly pressed his palm onto the blood-colored patterns drawn on the floor. The patterns made of blood emitted a dark red light, shrouding the entire room in a mysterious halo.

Low, obscure whispers, like the murmurs of demons, lingered in every corner of the room.

Mu Haowen's corpse lying on the ground was decomposed bit by bit in this red light, like an octopus made of flesh and blood, extending toward Mu Chunsheng on the wheelchair...

……

The light rain in the sky gradually stopped. On the moist and fresh lawn, many guests had basically arrived.

The four major consortia, various political figures, and top-tier celebrities were now gathered in the lively and luxurious venue, clinking glasses and chatting happily...

A top-tier female star under the Beidou Consortium, wearing a white long dress, walked to the center of the venue's stage with a smile. With her appearance, the originally noisy crowd gradually quieted down. They knew this birthday banquet was about to officially begin.

"Welcome everyone to the Beidou Consortium to attend Chairman Mu's birthday banquet. I am today's host, Pei Caicai..."

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze drifted over the venue. In front of the stage, Huang Suyu, who hadn't entered long ago, was holding a tall glass, looking around absentmindedly, as if searching for something.

At the same time,

In the corridor, a red-clad figure put away the walkie-talkie and walked straight toward the venue in the breeze.

"Brother Lin, what are we doing next?" Li Qingshan asked from behind.

Chen Ling looked up at the churning sky and then glanced at the private residence, which was as quiet as dead water. A storm sweeping through two major realms was brewing in his eyes. A faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Next, it's time to go put on a big show for them..."