Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1254: Enemies from both sides

The night was as dark as ink, and Jiang Xiaochuan and Feng Ji returned to Tenglong silently.

Under the lamplight, Feng Ji noticed that the wound on Jiang Xiaochuan's arm was still glaringly obvious, and he couldn't help but feel worried. He wanted to use his skills to help dispel the remaining hidden dangers at the wound site.

Jiang Xiaochuan waved his hand gently, indicating that he was alright.

In fact, he had already treated most of the wound, and it was slowly healing. With a little more effort, it would be fully healed.

He told Feng Ji to go and rest, then turned around and went back to his room, where he sat cross-legged and continued to practice his internal energy to heal his injuries.

As the sky outside the window turned grayish-white, the once hideous wound was reduced to a faint red mark.

After a brief moment of rest, Jiang Xiaochuan headed straight for the newly built headquarters of Tenglong Boxing Arena.

After a night of relocation, most of the residents have been settled.

The underground boxing ring, where Tang Long's office used to be, is now much emptier and less ostentatiously furnished.

Du Hai had been busy all night with the relocation work. When he saw Jiang Xiaochuan arrive, he immediately went up to him, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Boss, you are here!"

Du Hai led him inside, past the huge mahogany desk, to a seemingly ordinary bookshelf.

He skillfully activated the mechanism, and the bookshelf silently slid open to the side, revealing a heavy alloy hidden door behind it.

“I thoroughly searched this place,”

As Du Hai used a special key and the password to open the hidden door, he excitedly exclaimed, "That old fox Tang Long has truly amassed a fortune..."

The moment the hidden door opened, even though Jiang Xiaochuan had already discovered from Tang Long's memories that he was quite wealthy, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Behind the door is a space of about 100 square meters.

What comes into view are rows of neatly arranged display shelves and specially made safes.

The shelves weren't filled with antiques or curios, but rather with a dazzling array of medicinal herbs, minerals, jade boxes, and even some objects with peculiar auras.

Du Hai walked to the control panel to the side, pulled up a list, and his voice was a little dry:

"A preliminary inventory and estimate... the value of the items stored here in the market is at least... this amount."

He held up three fingers, then flipped them over, "Three billion, no less."

"Moreover, many of these items are priceless and unavailable for purchase. They were painstakingly collected by Tang Long over many years or obtained through shady channels, and their actual value is immeasurable."

Jiang Xiaochuan casually picked up a fist-sized piece of black jade, feeling the warm, smooth energy within it at his fingertips, and nodded slightly.

"Classify and register them, keep the usable medicinal materials and pills, and exchange the rest for funds to supplement Tenglong's operation."

His purpose in coming here was not to covet wealth; the fact that these resources could strengthen Tenglong's power was an unexpected bonus.

"understand!"

Du Hai quickly responded.

After leaving the new headquarters, Jiang Xiaochuan returned to his previous office, where it was already bright outside the window.

What puzzled him was that Lao Liu wasn't there; he remembered that the fat man used to sleep until he naturally woke up.

After asking around, I learned that this guy had left last night.

Jiang Xiaochuan was not impatient about this; he already understood Lao Liu's temperament.

He may seem carefree and irresponsible at times, but when it comes to important matters, he can actually be quite clear-headed.

The time for entering the tomb has been set, and since no one is seen at this moment, they are most likely making final preparations for the tomb descent.

What could make him so concerned were nothing more than his most treasured talismans, magical artifacts, or "treasures" that he believed could save his life.

Time passed as they waited, and Jiang Xiaochuan adjusted himself to his peak condition.

As evening approached, Du Hai hurriedly knocked on the door and entered.

"Boss, send someone to keep an eye on the Huangfu family's informants and get their reports."

Du Hai's tone carried a hint of strangeness, "Starting from 1 p.m. this afternoon, the main gate of the Huangfu family residence was suddenly closed, all side gates and corner gates were locked, the number of guards more than doubled, and all the sentries, both overt and covert, were new faces."

"All visitors, regardless of their relationship to the family, were turned away at the door, as the head of the household had ordered that the door be closed to visitors for the time being and that no one be seen."

A cold smile appeared on Jiang Xiaochuan's lips: "They've shut their doors tight, as if facing a formidable enemy... It seems they've gotten wind of this."

Two elders of the Crimson Blood Sect "died" under the Huangfu family's Netherworld Technique. Given the Crimson Blood Sect's style, such a blood feud would surely be met with swift and decisive retaliation.

At this moment, the Huangfu family must already be feeling the heavy pressure of an impending storm.

"And one more thing."

Du Hai paused, his expression turning somewhat strange. "After we left the underground boxing ring yesterday, someone saw Huangfu Jingzhai and Situ Zhen nearby."

"I heard that Situ Zhen was disheveled, his hair was messy, and he was being led by Huangfu Jingzhai to a secluded place. Both of them looked extremely unwell."

His clothes were disheveled, his expression was disheveled, and given Huangfu Jingzhai's temperament... the answer was almost obvious.

It must be that Huangfu Jingzhai had intimidated Situ Zhen and forced him to reveal the secrets he had discovered in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. It seemed that the smoke bomb he had casually tossed out before leaving the underground boxing ring had not yet lost its effect.

His deliberate references to the vague so-called private secrets with Chen Qishan were merely a side move intended to muddy the waters and distract attention.

It seems that the results are even better than expected.

"Do you think the Huangfu family is being so cautious because they're afraid of Situ Zhen's retaliation?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked up at Du Hai, seemingly testing Du Hai's opinion on the matter.

Du Hai scratched his head: "Logically speaking, Situ Zhen shouldn't have swallowed his anger after suffering such a loss. But if he really goes head-to-head with the Huangfu family, he probably won't come out on top..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's thoughts turned to the Huangfu family's predicament.

The Huangfu family is now facing a precarious situation, with the Crimson Blood Sect eyeing them from the outside and Situ Zhen diverting most of their attention from within. They are clearly besieged on all sides, and the entire clan must be in a state of utter chaos.

A flicker of anticipation crossed his mind.

Perhaps by the time he emerges from the ancient tomb, the Huangfu family will be in a state of disarray and on the verge of collapse.

But the thought was quickly suppressed, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

It's not that easy.

As long as that old monster of the Huangfu family is still in charge of the clan, the foundation of the Huangfu family will be difficult to shake.

At most, it will only cause some damage and weaken some of its capabilities; to think it will completely collapse is practically wishful thinking.

He knew all too well that a family duel of this caliber would ultimately come down to a clash of top-tier combatants.

The patriarch of the Huangfu family is the biggest threat standing in our way.

The most important thing right now is to focus on improving our own capabilities.

Going down into the tomb to find the source of the yin energy is the only right way forward right now.

Night finally enveloped the city completely.

In the backyard of Tenglong Boxing Stadium, in a specially cleared area, Lao Liu had already arrived.

Contrary to Jiang Xiaochuan's expectations of being "well-prepared," Lao Liu was completely empty-handed, without even a backpack, let alone a large bag.

His belly was sticking out high, and he looked quite content, as if he had just finished a relaxing session.