4931

Chapter 4931: 5.0683 Horrifying

Qin Chang stared blankly at Young Master Wu's hand gripping his arm, his eyes wide in disbelief, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

Old Fifth's grip was incredibly strong; he clearly wasn't a weakling, was he?

What was going on?

Since when had Old Fifth's hands, accustomed to playing the zither and arranging plum blossoms, changed so drastically?

What a cunning fellow!

Had he been kept in the dark all this time, completely unaware?

"Seventh Brother, do you know what the consequences of this will be today?"

"What consequences? I'm doing this for the organization, for Heavenly Fate, to eliminate this woman!" Qin Chang retorted. "Don't you know? This woman has united all the strongest forces of the Upper Three Provinces, plotting in every way to deal with us!"

"You're stopping me from killing her? That means you want to betray our Heavenly Fate!" Qin Chang yelled loudly. "Think about it, if this matter reaches the Old Ancestor, how will he punish you?

"Then, not only you, but even Big Brother and Second Brother might be implicated!" The more Qin Chang spoke, the more reasonable he felt.

Wasn't it? That was the truth of the matter; he wasn't acting on personal grudges when he chose to deal with the little stoic-face.

He was doing this entirely for the organization's grand cause!

It was for the future of all Heavenly Fate.

Qin Chang glanced scornfully at Young Master Wu, then snorted. "Aren't you going to get out of the way? Do you think you can stop me with your skills?"

In truth, he was genuinely curious as to why Old Fifth possessed such strength.

He scrutinized Old Fifth, but couldn't detect any spiritual energy fluctuations on him.

It was driving him crazy with curiosity, but this didn't seem like the right time to ask.

Furthermore, his relationship with Old Fifth had always been poor; even if he asked, Old Fifth might not be willing to explain the reason.

"Move!" Recalling this, Qin Chang no longer dwelled on other matters and forcefully shook off Young Master Wu's hand.

"Ah, Se-Se-Seventh Young Master!" A servant beside them let out a shrill cry.

The person sounded as if their throat was being squeezed, their cry short and unpleasant.

Qin Chang was highly irritated by being interrupted and roared, "Whatever it is, say it later."

Couldn't they see he was disciplining that ignorant Young Master Wu?

Hm? What was that look on Young Master Wu's face? Why was he staring at himself with such a surprised expression?

A thought just crossed Seventh Young Master Qin's mind when he saw two servants beside him stumble backward, pointing at him and continuously gasping, "Seventh Young Master, you, you! Your head, your head..."

Qin Qi's heart inexplicably sank. He quickly raised a hand to touch his head, muttering, "What's wrong with my head?"

The scorching hot sensation on his hand startled Qin Chang.

He quickly turned around, just in time to face a mirror inside the cabin.

His reflection in the mirror showed his head completely engulfed in a layer of crimson flames, making him look extremely bizarre.

"Fire! Fire!" Seventh Young Master Qin repeatedly stomped his feet, pointing at his head, and said to a stunned servant beside him, "What are you standing there for? Quick! Quick!!"

The servant jolted back to his senses and immediately nodded in understanding.

Rubbing his hands together, he hastily released a thin stream of water, pouring it over Seventh Young Master Qin's flaming head.

The spiritual water cascaded over Seventh Young Master Qin's head, giving him a "head wash"...

However, no matter how the servant poured the spiritual water, the ball of fire on Seventh Young Master Qin's head remained, persistently enveloping him.

From the neck upwards, Seventh Young Master Qin's large head was completely encased within a fireball.