The immortal energy on Tang Rao definitely cannot be his own.
Wen Jinjin was convinced of her judgment; the rapid recovery of Tang Rao's body was a good sign. As for how it happened, Tang Rao didn't say, and You Xiaoxiao wouldn't ask either.
"Where are my Tang Xiaoxiao and Tang Lele? Let me see which one of them resembles me more."
Tang Rao's vigor improved, and his voice grew louder.
Tang Xiaoxiao and Tang Lele were in the midwife's hands. After the children were delivered, the midwife stayed on, assisting Wen Jinjin and helping to take care of the kids.
"Daughters are the best, for they're a father's little comfort. When sons grow up, they become something to harvest. Tang Xiaobai almost harvested me completely, and now Tang Lele is here."
Tang Rao wasn't pleased with the increasing family members; instead, he worried that having another son would mean more division of his estate.
"How can you say that about your son? Xiaobai and Lele are your flesh and blood yet you describe them like they're worthless."
Tang Xiaobai was Wen Jinjin's pride and joy; he frequently gifted Wen Jinjin odd things, and not only Wen Jinjin, but every woman around Tang Rao received gifts from Tang Xiaobai.
"What kind of person is Tang Rao? How could his sister not understand him? He just has a sharp tongue but isn't malicious."
If Tang Xiaobai and his brother ever got into trouble, Tang Rao would immediately take action, revenge for those two would even frighten onlookers.
"Boss, Xiaobai is missing."
Wen Jinjin was just talking about Tang Xiaobai when someone said Tang Xiaobai was gone.
Wen Jinjin assumed it was just idle talk—could it really be a jinx bringing bad luck?
The heavens can attest; they were only joking earlier, without any malice.
As Wen Jinjin said, Tang Rao had already rushed out before others could react.
"Where was he taken?"
The messenger, under Tang Rao's gaze, broke into a sweat and haltingly recounted what had happened, "I don't know, just that the young master was playing alone when suddenly a golden light appeared in the sky and then he was gone."
Just a single flash of golden light and Tang Xiaobai was gone?
This golden light must be connected to the one Tang Xiaobai mentioned before; could the arsonist be the same culprit?
"Where did the golden light come from, and where did it disappear? Did you see clearly?"
The servant retold what they saw and knew little else. Tang Rao didn't ask further; he urgently contacted Yan Wei, instructing him to retrieve all surveillance around the Kao Shan Sect.
Other than Tang Rao, Yan Wei was the most concerned about Tang Xiaobai's disappearance.
Without questioning how it happened, Yan Wei immediately accessed the footage, slowing down each video to examine the golden light.
"It looks like a chicken head, or maybe a Phoenix. Have you seen this thing before?"
Yan Wei sent the recorded footage to Tang Rao.
It was slowed by ten thousand times to capture the golden object.
"The thing that set fire to my factory last time—it was this! I didn't catch it before. I won't let it go if I catch it this time!"
Tang Rao finally saw the true appearance of the object. Tang Rao had promised Tang Xiaobai he'd find the culprit who burned the factory and make it answer to him. Who knew the culprit wouldn't stop after a major crime and kidnapped the little one too.
It thought taking Tang Xiaobai would warn Tang Rao not to act rashly, but Tang Rao disagreed—wealth is material, but Tang Xiaobai's safety is everything.
You might take Tang Rao's wealth, and if one day he understood, he might forgive you symbolically. You take Tang Rao's son, and he'll hate you forever—that's the difference.
"How do we locate where this thing came from? Do you have any methods?"
Trying to locate something ethereal—isn't that too difficult to ask?
"That's difficult, but after watching Illusion City, no secrets remain."
Before receiving his method, Yan Wei's startling reminder almost made Tang Rao fall over.
"Illusion City?"
Tang Rao walked in, and saw the live broadcast on the big screen.
The big screen's function was newly set up by Yan Wei, intended for Tang Rao to enjoy matchmaking experiences, but it was immediately used deviously.
"Tang Rao, we think your son is so adorable. If you want him to live, follow my arrangements, hahahaha."
A demonic laughter nearly shattered Tang Rao's eardrums.
The voice was clearly disguised; Tang Rao quickly commanded Yan Wei to locate them. Despite Yan Wei's swift searching, he couldn't match the speed of the other party.
"We couldn't find it. It's a new Illusion City account, not verified, and forcibly logged off. The trail is cold; we have to think of another way."
Damn it!
Tang Rao was furious; he cursed profanely in anger.
"Calm down; maybe the outcome isn't as bad as you think?"
Yan Wei hadn't given up searching; it was his fault for setting too few restrictions when developing Illusion City's account system, allowing someone to exploit it.
"Are Heavenly Dao's actions not blatant enough? Are they publicly challenging me?"
Heavenly Dao doesn't know about Tang Rao regaining his memory, but fearing Tang Rao's continued growth might obstruct it, decided to strike first?
"Who knows, it's dealing with its own crisis. Attacking you now is no benefit to it."
Yan Wei calculated pros and cons like a computer but couldn't fathom why Heavenly Dao would act before Tang Rao.
"Could Heavenly Dao face internal strife, involve me to shift some people's attention?"
Tang Rao randomly devised an excuse; thinking of it nearly made him laugh at his own idea.
Heavenly Dao's status, compared to Tang Rao—before Tang Rao regains past power, he's not fit to serve Heavenly Dao. Even if it seeks another informer, it must ensure their strength matches.
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