Chu Yi said, “If it’s what I think, we’ll probably need to make another trip to that forest.”
Poisons and their antidotes were usually complementary. The antidote was generally within a few meters of where the poison grew.
“It’s not impossible to go… but does Mr. Chu have any assurance?”
That Wild Forest was on the border of Hua Nation, fraught with dangers. With the Fu Family’s power, they could certainly request an escort. But if it was all talk and no substance, toying with the Fu Family, that wouldn’t end well.
Before Chu Yi could speak, his little fanboy Ouyang Yuyuan got upset first. “Why wouldn’t he have assurance? My Yi Ge just made him wake up, didn’t he? Can the other masters you invited achieve that? Besides, he’s already like this—what can you do without assurance? Treat a dead horse as a live one!”
Worst case, he’d just have an extra obedient son!
As Ouyang Yuyuan spoke, he patted Young Master Fu’s head again. Don’t think his last sentence left any leeway—he knew his Yi Ge’s abilities all too well. Once this guy sobered up, he wouldn’t be able to bully him anymore, so why not take advantage now?
Tsk, this guy is not cute at all when he’s sober!
Uncle Ping actually knew that the masters they invited couldn’t even make the Eldest Young Master sober for a second. He asked only to get a commitment from Chu Yi.
“About sixty to seventy percent assurance.” Chu Yi didn’t overpromise.
Ouyang Yuyuan solemnly added, “Sixty to seventy percent is already very high.”
Fu Huaiyan, with his messy hair, nodded as if he understood. “Yuanyuan is right~~”
Uncle Ping: “……”
Who exactly am I working so hard for?!
The Fu Family moved quickly. Elder Fu met Chu Yi once, and soon the itinerary was finalized. It would take some time to gather the original team, and Chu Yi needed to prepare as well, so the departure was set for three days later.
That evening, as Chu Yi polished a Jade Thumb Ring, President Yu suddenly possessed him again and dropped a bombshell right away. “Ahem, it seems I’ve been kidnapped.”
Chu Yi paused. “You’re joking?”
Impossible—he had just seen President Yu two days ago and hadn’t noticed any changes in his physiognomy.
Yu Qingxian probably felt a bit embarrassed and looked away. “Believe it or not. In a bit, my brother or the Yu Patriarch might call you.”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Chu Yi’s Mobile Phone rang. Taking a look, who else but the Yu Patriarch?
“…Alright, Elder Yu, don’t panic first. I’ll figure something out.”
Chu Yi hung up and looked seriously at President Yu. “What happened?”
Yu Qingxian thought for a moment and recounted everything from the beginning—
He had an investor’s cocktail party that evening. Kang Zeyu had renewed his contract with Xingyao, so as General Manager, he took Kang Zeyu and his female assistant along.
After a few rounds of drinks, he felt short of breath and went outside the venue. Kang Zeyu, of course, didn’t miss the chance to care for him and followed despite his polite refusal.
Later, the female assistant brought them two glasses of water. After drinking it, he grew drowsy. He had suspected Kang Zeyu at the time, but Kang Zeyu collapsed even faster, almost completely unconscious.
His last memory was the female assistant desperately pushing and shouting at them before hurrying back to call for help…
After hearing this, Chu Yi’s expression darkened instantly. “So, you were kidnapped along with Kang Zeyu?”
“Seems like it.” Yu Qingxian glanced at Chu Yi. “That cocktail party was at a high-end club. To whisk people away quietly without a trace, you’d need some backing.”
And that female assistant of his—she had joined Xingyao even earlier than him. From her reaction at the time, Yu Qingxian thought she had also fallen victim, though he didn’t know what the kidnappers would do to her…
“Do you have any suspects?” Chu Yi asked. Ordinary people, when kidnapped, immediately suspected their enemies. President Yu was so smart; he must have targets in mind.
Yu Qingxian hesitated. “More or less. They say a cornered rabbit will bite. Desperate and harboring resentment toward me—there’s only one… and you know him.”
“Cui Ran!” Chu Yi reacted quickly.
Yu Qingxian nodded. He thought his character was pretty good; recently, the only one who had openly shown hatred toward him was Cui Ran. Plus, if he remembered correctly, the Cui Family had invested in that club before. It was perfectly normal for Cui Ran to know some secret passages.
“You’re not suspecting Kang Zeyu?” For some reason, Chu Yi just didn’t like Kang Zeyu—especially now that President Yu had been kidnapped with him; he disliked him even more.
Seeing his expression, Yu Qingxian’s eyes darted. “Being kidnapped with me doesn’t seem to benefit him much?”
“Who says so? They say shared hardship reveals true feelings. What if—what if he wants to take advantage to get close to you?” Chu Yi stammered.
“That risk is too big. Kang Zeyu isn’t that stupid; it’d be exposed eventually… Besides, am I that easy to fool?”
Chu Yi snorted lightly. “Who knows!”
President Yu kept speaking up for that Kang guy; he’d been displeased for a while!
On the other side, Cui Ran, the head of the kidnappers, kept urging the driver to go faster as he looked at the two unconscious people in the car. His hand unconsciously clenched. As a former scion of power, he knew his actions were risky, and some Xuan Arts Masters with special abilities could track people using Luopan Compass and such.
But that Black-Clothed Man had assured him repeatedly that he had ways to block divination—no one could find where they hid the captives!
