<h4>Chapter 1803: Chapter 1796: Follow Me to the Study</h4>


    "This is also why I have stayed on Qin Ind for the past twenty years. I’m not afraid of dying, but I cannot die because if I die, I can’t avenge my daughter. However, twenty years have passed, and although I’ve destroyed many forces, the real culprits have ultimately escaped justice, free as ever."


    At this point, the old man sighed heavily again. To avenge his daughter, he had willingly endured humiliation and hardship, barely living, but in the end, the true culprits still existed, an oue that was truly frustrating.


    "Grandfather, is there really no way to cure the poison in you?" Lu Tianxing looked at the old man’s face, took a deep breath, and asked.


    "No way?"


    The old man shook his head, sighed, and said, "For so many years, I’ve been trying to find a cure, but all attempts have failed."


    "But Tianxing, you don’t need to be too sad. In fact, I should have died more than twenty years ago. I have already lived these extra twenty years and waited to see you, my grandson, in front of me. This life has been fulfilling, only it’s a pity I won’t see the birth of my great-grandchild."


    At this point, a hint of regret was evident in the old man’s voice.


    Listening to the old man’s words and seeing his face full of regret, Lu Tianxing took a deep breath andforted, "Grandfather, you’re just joking. I believe that those loved by the heavens like you will surely be fine. Besides, isn’t it just the Tang Family’s poison? It surely can’t harm you, and grandfather, you know I have a sister named Mand, who is also skilled in poison. I’ll have here to Qin Ind tomorrow to treat you. She will definitely cure you."


    "It’s kind of you to think that."


    The old man nodded slightly to Lu Tianxing, his expression unchanged. He knew his illness too well, but he was content with his life. Having lived on borrowed time for over twenty years, and now having been blessed with a grandson before his death, he felt he had lived a fulfilled life.


    Seeing that the old man didn’t want to dwell on the matter, Lu Tianxing didn’t continue to speak on it but resolved in his heart that no matter what, Mand muste to Qin Ind to see if she could cure the old man’s poison.


    Taking a deep breath, Lu Tianxing asked again, "Grandfather, when you mentioned ’them’ — the ones who killed my parents — were you referring to the Tang Family and Yang Family?"


    "That’s right."


    The old man nodded gently and said as he walked, "It was indeed them. The Tang Family has confined themselves in Shu, fortifying it like an impregnable fortress. Even if Cangwu broke into Shu, it would surely lead to death. More importantly, the Tang Family Ancestor, Tang Qiankun, has reached the pinnacle of power,parable to your grandfather, and the Tang Family excels in hidden weapons and poison. If you rashly enter Shu, the consequences are unimaginable. As for the Yang Family, although only Yang Fengxing remains, his Void Invisible Sword Energy is equally terrifying. If you confront him unprepared, you will definitely suffer."


    "Tianxing, if you ever seek vengeance for your parents, you must be cautious of Yang Fengxing and his Void Invisible Sword Energy. Otherwise, you might end up like your grandfather, tormented by that sword energy for over twenty years."


    "Grandfather, I understand."


    Lu Tianxing nodded solemnly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Grandfather, do you have any information on the Tang Family?"


    "Information on the Tang Family?"


    Surprised by Lu Tianxing’s words, the old man spoke solemnly, "You want to deal with the Tang Family? Is it because of a girl named Rose Huangfu?"


    "Yes."


    Lu Tianxing did not shake his head but nodded and said, "I have already formed an unending enmity with the Tang Family. A confrontation is only a matter of time. As they say, know your enemy and yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat. Moreover, grandfather, rest assured, I am not foolish. Without absolute certainty, I would not act against them. But if I don’t go to Shu to confront them, I also don’t want them reaching out beyond Shu."


    At this point, an exceptionally cold killing intent shed in Lu Tianxing’s eyes.


    Since confirming the Tang Family’s connection to his parents’ deaths, he has constantly wanted to target the Tang Family. But due to his grandfather’s warnings and a series of events, he had to temporarily shelve his ns against the Tang Family. Now, it is time to activate his n. Although he cannot enter the Tang Family, likewise, the Tang Family may not dare to tantly emerge, allowing him to seize the opportunity to sever all of the Tang Family’s external ws, rendering thempletely blind to the outside world.


    As for the Tang Family’s retaliation, Lu Tianxing paid it no mind. With an unending vendetta already in ce, what more was there to fear?


    Listening to Lu Tianxing, observing the determined light in his eyes, the old man recalled the rumors about Lu Tianxing one by one, finally nodded, and said, "Come with me, I’ll take you to the study, where we keep information on families like the Tang Family and Yang Family..."


    With these words, the old man said no more, turning directly and walking inside the vi.


    Lu Tianxing didn’t hesitate, promptly following the old man toward the vi.


    Meanwhile, at the Mu Family in Beijing.


    Mu Qingchuan walked hurriedly down the corridor, heading straight for the backyard.


    In the backyard, as usual, Old Master Muy in a lounge chair within the pavilion, squinting his eyes, listening to Peking opera, humming a line now and then,pletely absorbed, not even aware of Mu Qingchuan’s entrance.


    As Mu Qingchuan reached the point where he was about to stand before Old Master Mu, he stopped, standing quietly by the side, silently watching the elder.


    He knew that Old Master Mu loved listening to Peking opera, loved humming along a line or two, and particrly disliked being disturbed during this pastime, so Mu Qingchuan said nothing, quietly lightening his footsteps, standing silently.


    Though Mu Qingchuan was not particrly fond of Peking opera, he could discern that the piece currently capturing his grandfather’s attention was the famous "Empty City Strategy."


    Only after the piece ended did Mu Qingchuan finally lift his foot and approach his grandfather.


    "Grandfather," Mu Qingchuan bowed respectfully to Old Master Mu.


    After hearing Mu Qingchuan’s voice, Old Master Mu slowly opened his eyes and turned off the radio.


    "Qingchuan, you’ve been here awhile, haven’t you?" Old Master Mu looked at Mu Qingchuan, a faint smile on his face.


    Mu Qingchuan gently shook his head: "I just arrived. Seeing you listening to Peking opera, I didn’t want to disturb your enjoyment."