Chapter 1425

The communication lamps implanted in the bodies of the Holy Son, Yin Mei, and their followers served a single, grim purpose: to confirm life or death. They were not useful for communication, but merely indicators. If a person died, the central control room of the Holy Cult would see the signal cut off, and the lamp would go dark.

"Check it. Investigate immediately." The Godfather struck the table beside him with his palm. "I do not want to hear any other excuses. I want a result. I want to know why these people are dead."

The Godfather never mourned the loss of human life. However, the Holy Son and Yin Mei were his people. Only he had the right to take their lives; he did not allow others to do so. Their deaths outside his control made him furious. "Where is Silver Fox? What has he been doing lately?"

"Lord Silver Fox is reportedly traveling abroad," someone nearby answered.

"Contact Silver Fox immediately. Order him to return." The Godfather paused for a moment, then continued, "Upon his return, he will take charge of the Northern region. We cannot let things fall into chaos just because Yin Mei and the Holy Son are dead."

"Yes."

After giving his orders, the Godfather waved his hand, dismissing the others. He thought for a moment, then walked through a door into a very long corridor. At the end of the corridor stood a half-moon shaped door. He pushed it open and entered.

Old Yao was there, tending to some potted plants.

"What brings you to visit me?" Old Yao looked up, appearing slightly surprised, yet also as if he had expected it.

The Godfather approached and looked at the dwarf pine in front of Old Yao. "The Holy Son and Yin Mei are dead."

"It is normal," Old Yao said without lifting his head. "Was this not within your expectations? You sent them out. You cultivated their ambition."

"Old Yao." The Godfather looked at him, pain flickering in his eyes. "Others may not understand, but you know why I did this, don't you?"

Old Yao looked at the Godfather. "I do not know. I do not understand. Nor do I wish to know. However…" He paused. "Everyone has ambition. You have yours. I have mine. My ambition is simply to train a few skilled doctors. That is enough."

"Zhu Yanyi has been noticed by the Sage Academy. At least, the students there have become good friends with her. Next year, Zhu Yanyi may take the entrance exam." The Godfather took a deep breath. There were some things she could not explain further.

Having chosen this path, he had never intended to turn back.

"Is that so? That is good." A trace of relief appeared on Old Yao’s face. "Among my disciples, Ani is the most talented girl."

"If you love medicine, you can conduct research here. I let you live here. I restrict your freedom, but I do not restrict your love for medicine," the Godfather said seriously.

"No need." Old Yao smiled faintly. "If I were to conduct research here, my disciples would likely suffer the consequences. I have thought it over. I have decided not to pursue it. Life is lived by everyone. The future is not something I can create alone. This life is fine. I will treat it as early retirement. Reading books, growing flowers. What a good life."

Old Yao seemed very relaxed. The Godfather sighed and turned away. "Old Yao, your personality has remained unchanged for decades. You will never change. Being too stubborn is not a good thing."

"I am merely retiring early. What is there to be stubborn about?" Old Yao looked at the Godfather. "You should talk properly to your partner, the Madman. Do not end up losing everything for nothing."

"I know what Yang Guanjing is thinking. At least for now, she dares not offend me," the Godfather answered calmly. Then she added, "Do you want to write a letter to Zhu Yanyi? I can send it for you."

Old Yao looked at the Godfather for a long time before speaking. "Your intentions are truly well-meaning. The letter from three years ago, I agreed to write it only so the girl would know I was well. Now that she knows I am well, why would I write again? You simply want to use me to distract the girl."

The Godfather looked at Old Yao. After a while, he seemed unable to meet his gaze and looked away. "Say what you will. If I wanted to distract her, I do not necessarily need you. I have other methods."

The Godfather’s confident expression made Old Yao laugh. "Since you are confident, do not ask me to write letters again. I will not write."

The Godfather sighed. "Forget it. One day, you will understand my thoughts."

Old Yao smiled softly. Some things could not be understood, and she did not wish to understand them. As long as Zhu Yanyi and the others were well, she felt no anxiety, even if she remained confined here.

Zhu Yanyi returned to the capital without telling anyone. She had eliminated the Holy Son and Yin Mei. To Zhu Yanyi, whether she spoke of it or not made no difference.

In fact, even if she told people, few would believe she had done it. Even on Silver Fox’s side, if satellites had not spotted Zhu Yanyi’s shadow, they would not have suspected her.

Zhou Feng and Chen Guodong would not speak. Luo Gang and the other two would certainly not speak either. When they returned, each carried a basket of herbs. To others, it appeared they had merely accompanied Zhu Yanyi to gather herbs.

Upon returning to the capital, Zhu Yanyi entered her laboratory again. She began researching pills to change physical constitution.

Meanwhile, Yan Aohan had received the news from Zhou Feng. He knew Zhu Yanyi had destroyed the Holy Son and Yin Mei. He only ordered Zhou Feng to protect Zhu Yanyi well. He said nothing else.

After ending the communication with Zhou Feng, Yan Aohan looked at the people kneeling before him. He spoke directly to the black-clad man beside him. "Old Black, why did you not dispose of such people? Why bring them to me?"

"Respected Lord, these two are bandits currently occupying the Linlang Realm. If I did not bring them to you, I would not dare to dispose of them myself," Old Black said with a grin.

"Why not dispose of them? Their lifespan was stolen. Now it should be returned." After speaking, Yan Aohan spread his left hand. The Earth Book appeared, displaying the merits and faults of the two men before him.

After reviewing everything reflected in the Earth Book, Yan Aohan spoke slowly. "Old Black, harvest them."

Old Black immediately agreed. He walked up to the two men. Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with terror. Old Black flicked his hand. A beam of light, resembling a chain, passed around their necks. The two men fell to the ground instantly and never rose again.