Chapter 330 329: Caving In

"I-I'm sorry!" Chu Chaoxiong apologized immediately, without another word.

"Why did you target Liu Yifang?" Mu Lin asked coolly.

Chu Chaoxiong trembled and then fell silent.

Mu Lin's eyes narrowed. "Speak. Why did you target Liu Yifang? That's my question."

"You were so quick to offer me hundreds of millions, even billions. Why can't you answer my question now?"

Chu Chaoxiong said hastily, "Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu, please calm down! This wasn't my idea! The mastermind behind this is just too powerful..."

Mu Lin said flatly, "Just tell me. Don't worry about anything else."

Chu Chaoxiong was still terrified.

Mu Lin said, "If you talk, the mastermind might kill you. If you don't, you die today. It's your choice."

Beads of cold sweat broke out on Chu Chaoxiong's forehead. "This matter... it's related to the Feng Family. Just knowing the name is enough. Please, don't dig any deeper. You could lose your life!"

Mu Lin thought for a moment. "Are you talking about the Feng Family from Di Yang?"

Chu Chaoxiong nodded repeatedly. "Yes, that's them!"

Mu Lin's eyes narrowed, his expression growing more serious. He hadn't expected one of the great families to be involved.

And this was the first time he'd had any dealings with the Feng Family, one of the Upper Three Families.

They were second only to the Lin Family in power.

"Mr. Mu, when the Feng Family came to me, I wanted to refuse! Who doesn't want to live a peaceful life? The compensation they offered was small... really small... But if I had refused, they would have definitely wiped out the entire Chu Family..."

"You see me as Anhua's second-richest tycoon and think my life is glamorous, don't you? Well, I'm sorry, but it's not. It's not like that at all!"

"I might be number two, but does that mean no one else can be? If the Feng Family isn't happy, they could prop up a newcomer to replace me in minutes!"

Mu Lin couldn't be bothered to figure out whether Chu Chaoxiong was playing dumb or not.

"You'd better watch yourself."

With that, Mu Lin pushed open the door and left.

Chu Chaoxiong collapsed onto the sofa, his body limp. He had no idea how he was going to face any of this.

His heart was in turmoil, and his expression darkened.

'Mu Lin is truly too strong... Testing the waters this time was worth it. I've gathered a lot of important information... The plan for targeting his team next is gradually becoming clear.'

'The only pity is that Dong Wu won't show himself. Otherwise, if I could just tell him about Dong Jia's death, I wouldn't have to worry about what comes next.'

Chu Chaoxiong stood up, intending to pace as he thought, but when he turned his head, he saw Mu Lin standing right behind him.

What the hell!

'God knows what's going on. Didn't Mu Lin already leave? How is he back?'

A mocking smile played on Mu Lin's lips. "Did you think you'd be fine after tricking me into leaving? That I'm just some idiot you can push around, is that it?"

Chu Chaoxiong's mouth went dry. He had just revealed his entire hand to Mu Lin.

'God only knew what to do now.'

"President Chu, oh, President Chu. If you want to kill me, just say so. I'll even give you the chance!"

Mu Lin tossed a dinner knife in front of Chu Chaoxiong, then lifted his shirt and pointed to his own waist.

"Go on. Stab me."

Chu Chaoxiong opened his mouth, but for a moment, he was at a loss for words.

"Go on, stab me!" Mu Lin barked.

Chu Chaoxiong dropped to his knees and began kowtowing, his forehead thudding against the floor repeatedly. "Mr. Mu, I beg you, spare my life! I truly had no other choice..."

"My real boss is Wang Zuguang! You know Wang Zuguang, right? The richest man in Anhua!"

Mu Lin narrowed his eyes. He already knew that Wang Zuguang was one of Master Ning's men.

So Chu Chaoxiong had pretended to be working for the Feng Family, trying to make a tiger devour a wolf.

'How vicious.'

If the Feng Family were destroyed, only the Ning and Lin Families would be left among the Upper Three Families.

The Ning Family could then focus all their energy on devouring the remaining Lin Family.

Mu Lin took a deep breath, piecing together the entire sequence of events. He now understood the situation.

"Spare me! Spare me!" Chu Chaoxiong cried out desperately, still kneeling on the ground.

Mu Lin's expression was indifferent. "Spare you?"

He reached out, plucked a few strands of hair from Chu Chaoxiong's head, and sealed them in a small plastic bag.

With a gesture of his hands, an excruciating pain suddenly wracked Chu Chaoxiong's entire body.

It was an agony like being drawn and quartered.

Mu Lin said with a cold expression, "From now on, I want to know every single word Wang Zuguang says to you."

"Otherwise, this feeling will be your constant companion."

After speaking, Mu Lin released the curse, and Chu Chaoxiong felt the pain in his body subside.

"Understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

"And don't get any funny ideas. Don't even think about betraying me. This curse isn't limited by distance. Even if I were on the moon, I could still destroy you. Got it?"

Chu Chaoxiong trembled violently. "Got it! I got it!"

He had spent a lot of time with Niu Daoist and knew that this school of curses had countless strange Dharma Gates. God only knew what other horrors it contained!

Even if Mu Lin hadn't threatened him, he wouldn't have dared to disobey.

Mu Lin left the hotel. He had only taken a few steps when he got a call from Wu Henghai.

Wu Henghai was very polite. "Mr. Mu, Xilu has already told me what happened. You are truly incredible. We've been hunting Niu Daoist for so long and never imagined he could be captured so easily."

"It was nothing. Mostly just good luck. Without it, I don't think I would have been of any use."

Wu Henghai said, "The reward has already been approved. It should be in your hands soon."

Mu Lin smiled. "Money is a worldly possession, but having it is still quite nice."

Wu Henghai added, "Mr. Mu, didn't you ask me to find a good sword for you? I've found one."

Mu Lin's eyes lit up. "Then have it sent over quickly. Practicing my sword intent with a piece of wood every day isn't a long-term solution."

Wu Henghai hesitated. "Actually, the sword isn't under the control of the Military Suppression Bureau. Otherwise, I would have just sent it directly to you, wouldn't I?"

Mu Lin frowned slightly. "So you're messing with me? What do you mean it's not under your control? The Military Suppression Bureau has so many people, and you can't even handle a single sword?"

Wu Henghai didn't react to his words at all, replying calmly, "Of course not. I can only give you a clue about the sword. There is a Sword Dao Grandmaster called Ghost Saber. He's a criminal with a bounty of over a billion from the Military Suppression Bureau. The sword he wields is of absolutely supreme quality."

Mu Lin said, "You haven't even caught him. How am I supposed to know where he is?"

"No, no, no. I'm telling you this precisely because he has traveled to Anhua!"

Mu Lin's interest was piqued. If the man was in Anhua, then things were indeed more manageable.

He wouldn't be afraid if any unexpected situations arose.

"However, isn't it a bit unfair to make me catch him personally? After I catch him, you take him away, and I have to fight to the death just to end up with a sword?"

Wu Henghai didn't dare say a word in response. This was a Sword Dao Grandmaster, someone extraordinary, not a person they could handle.

"Mr. Mu, how about this? Consider it a personal favor I owe you. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

Mu Lin smiled. "Don't worry about it. A fight is just a small effort for me. No need to feel guilty."

Wu Henghai asked one last thing, "Mr. Mu, there's one final matter I'd like to ask for your help with... Our team leader's injuries... he's about to succumb to them. If you're able, could you possibly treat him?"

Mu Lin said coldly, "I'm very busy. We'll talk about it later!"

Wu Henghai sighed deeply. "Ah, yes, of course!"

'The Military Suppression Bureau's ability to control Mu Lin is far too weak.'

'He doesn't give us any face at all.'

Wu Henghai could only hang up the phone resentfully.

Mu Lin then called Zhou Qianfan.

"Uncle Zhou, can we figure out a way to deal with Wang Zuguang?"

Zhou Qianfan's expression was uncertain. "Mu Lin, calm down! This Wang Zuguang is no simple character!"

"Neither am I," Mu Lin said coolly. "Is he somehow more noble than I am?"

Zhou Qianfan sighed. "It's not like that. You've seen how many companies and businesses Wang Zuguang controls. If you just take him out, all those companies and businesses will fall into chaos! The losses won't just be yours—all of Anhua's commerce will be affected!"

Mu Lin thought it over carefully and realized that Zhou Qianfan had a point.

He recalled that when he had dealt with the Yang Family, Zhou Qianfan had also advised him not to stir up too much trouble.