Chapter 1420

Yin Mei observed the beasts surrounding them. The group was a chaotic mix of the weak, such as wild pheasants and rabbits, and the fierce, including snakes, tigers, leopards, and wolves. It seemed almost every creature capable of surviving in this forest had gathered before them.

"These beasts appearing here is quite suspicious," Yin Mei said, resting her chin on her hand.

"So what if it is suspicious? We need to leave this hellhole first," the Holy Son said, his face twisted with impatience.

Yin Mei glanced at him coldly. "I want to leave too, but can we? Aside from anything else, the jackals, tigers, and leopards here are enough to kill us. For now, we must find out what is attracting them. If we find that, we might have a slim chance of survival."

"This Yin Mei actually has some brains," Zhou Feng commented with approval.

"Yin Mei and Silver Fox are known as the two great guardians of the Holy Cult. If she had no ability, could she hold that position?" Chen Guodong asked, looking at Zhou Feng.

"However, Yin Mei and Silver Fox are not on the same level," Zhu Yanyi said calmly. "I can attack Yin Mei because I am certain I can handle her. But I cannot handle Silver Fox."

"Indeed. In the Holy Cult, Silver Fox’s abilities are mysterious. It seems no task assigned to him has ever failed. It is just strange why the Holy Son and Yin Mei always oppose Silver Fox," Luo Gang said, looking puzzled.

"In any group, there are always factions. Silver Fox and Yin Mei clearly have their own supporters. As for the Holy Son…" Zhu Yanyi’s eyes showed disdain. "To be honest, I originally wondered how powerful the Holy Son of the Holy Cult would be. But after seeing him, I have only one feeling: he is simply the reincarnation of Liu Shan from the Three Kingdoms period. He is the type that absolutely cannot be supported to success."

"I am just curious, what is the relationship between the Holy Son and the Holy Father? Could they be father and son?" Zhou Feng guessed casually.

"Hey, don't say it, there really is that possibility," Pei Tiandu said directly. "Otherwise, if even we can see that this Holy Son is a useless fool, it makes no sense that the Holy Father, who is so smart, would not see it."

"So, according to Tiandu, the Holy Son became the Holy Son because he is the Holy Father's son?" Li Yang continued.

"Yes," Pei Tiandu said seriously.

"Don't forget, the Holy Father has been around for at least forty years. This Holy Cult actually appeared forty years ago. Everyone guesses the Holy Father is that monk. That monk did not marry back then. And this Holy Son is nearly forty years old. If the monk was busy with the Holy Cult's affairs, he wouldn't have had time to have children," Chen Guodong pointed out from the side.

"Stealing leisure time while busy is possible," Zhu Yanyi said with a smile. "Besides, in the Tibetan regions, monks marrying and having children is a very normal thing. So having a child is normal. But this Holy Son is not the Holy Father's son."

"Miss, why are you so certain?" Luo Gang asked curiously.

Zhu Yanyi smiled slightly. "It is not just my certainty. You have heard of the Holy Father of the Holy Cult, but have you ever heard of a Holy Mother?"

"What is a Holy Mother?" Zhou Feng looked at Zhu Yanyi, confused.

"It is not some random thing. It refers to the wife of the Holy Cult's leader, the Holy Father's wife," Zhu Yanyi analyzed clearly. "Think about it. If the Holy Father really married and had children, the Holy Cult would not be without rumors about the Holy Father's wife. No matter how hidden it was, as the Holy Son moved around in the human world, such rumors would inevitably emerge. But have you heard that the Holy Father has a wife? Have you heard rumors that this Holy Son is the Holy Father's son? Clearly, no. Since there are no such rumors, it means the Holy Father does not acknowledge the Holy Son as her son. Therefore, naturally, this Holy Son is not her son."

Zhu Yanyi finished in one breath. "Although I do not know who this Holy Father is, someone who can establish such a Holy Cult and network so many people is definitely a ruthless character. Such a ruthless person would not allow herself to have weaknesses. And亲情 (family affection) often hinders one's steps. So I can judge that this Holy Son is ninety percent not the Holy Father's son."

"Then you say, since this Holy Son is so stupid, how did he become the Holy Son of the Holy Cult?" Zhou Feng asked urgently.

Zhu Yanyi shook her head slightly. "I am not very clear on the specific situation, but I guess this Holy Son must have some use. Perhaps her role is very simple: just to occupy the position of Holy Son."

While Zhu Yanyi and Luo Gang discussed the Holy Son, Silver Fox was also discussing this issue with Old Ma.

"You are saying that the Holy Son has caught up with Yin Mei, and the two have decided to search separately?" Silver Fox’s mouth curled slightly. "This Holy Son actually has some brains now."

Hearing Silver Fox say this, Old Ma could only chuckle. Silver Fox could say such things, but he dared not.

Silver Fox took a sip of coffee, speaking with elegance as always. "How did Yin Mei react?"

"Yin Mei could not oppose the Holy Son directly like this, so she naturally agreed to her idea. Actually, I think they are each calculating their own moves, waiting to strike at each other after finding that Changbai Mountain treasure," Old Ma said with a regretful expression. Unfortunately, the Changbai Mountain treasure itself was a fake.

Silver Fox glanced at Old Ma, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Old Ma, I didn't expect you to start using your brain too."

Old Ma was stunned, then said, "Boss, your words make it seem like I had no brain before. Actually, I am quite smart. At least I do things very seriously."

"Hmm, that is your strength, and the reason I use you," Silver Fox nodded in agreement. "But that is your only strength."

"Boss, you can't look down on me like this," Old Ma felt quite innocent, but even so, he was always beaten down by Silver Fox.

Silver Fox laughed. "Old Ma, if you think you are particularly smart, then let me ask you a question."

"Okay, Boss, go ahead," Old Ma said with a serious expression. He felt his intelligence could not compare to Boss Silver Fox, but among the other subordinates, he was still smart.

"Tell me, with the Holy Son's brain, why did the Holy Father let the Holy Son sit in the Holy Son's position?" Silver Fox looked at Old Ma with a smile.

Old Ma was stunned. After a while, he muttered, "Why does the Holy Son sit in the Holy Son's position? This is really hard to guess. Is it because this Holy Son is the Holy Father's illegitimate child?"

"Old Ma, your head is indeed filled with water," Silver Fox sighed softly. "If he really were the Holy Father's son, the Holy Father would absolutely not let his son sit in that position."