<h4>Chapter 780: Chapter 0782: Thousand-mile Voice Transmission</h4>


    Chu Ge smiled and said, "Although you didn’t avenge your father’s death with your own hands, he has already been punished and execution is unavoidable. You can settle down and live a good life now."


    Chu Ge listened to Lin Zhao’s voice, which was nasal from crying, and he couldn’t help but shake his head and smile a little, "Men should not easily cry, but today is an exception. However, after you have cried, you must pull yourself together, understand?"


    Lin Zhao, fully aware that Mr. Chu couldn’t see him, still nodded vigorously, "Mr. Chu, I..."


    "Alright, I know what you want to say. If you truly want to thank me, then take good care of the Gambling Stone Field for me," Chu Ge said.


    Lin Zhaoplied; it was a given.


    After hanging up the phone, Chu Ge put away his mobile and turned back to the hospital room.


    At this moment, Mu Bingtong was already awake. She stared vaguely at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought.


    Upon seeing her awaken, Chu Ge approached and tenderly asked, "How are you feeling now?"


    Mu Bingtong shook her head, her gaze shifting towards Chu Ge as she asked, "How is that person?"


    Chu Ge was taken aback, looking at her puzzledly, "Are you asking about Yang Kun?"


    The Enchanting Array could only trap him for a few minutes at best; it merely provided an opportunity for Chu Ge to take Mu Bingtong away.


    Mu Bingtong shook her head gently and said, "No, the other person."


    She was referring to Yang Ping, who was originally from the ck Witch Sect. In the ck Witch Sect, disciples use their own bodies to cultivate poisons, which turn to ash along with their bodies when their life ends.


    Therefore, by the time Chu Ge arrived, he didn’t see any trace of Yang Ping.


    From the look in Chu Ge’s eyes, Mu Bingtong understood the oue. She tugged at the corner of her mouth slightly and then asked, "Is this the kind of environment you are in now?"


    Although she still didn’t fully understand, she had a rough idea since such scenes often seen on TV dramas were now real and unfolding before her very eyes.


    Chu Ge sighed softly, "I know it’s hard to exin these things, but I would still ask you not to inquire too much about them. The less you know, the safer it is for you."


    Mu Bingtong nodded; she naturally would not pry into matters Chu Ge was reluctant to discuss.


    "By the way, weren’t you busy with something today? Howe you suddenly rushed over?" Mu Bingtong asked, puzzled.


    "That’s a long story, I’ll exin it to you slowlyter," Chu Ge said as he gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, softly telling her, "Sleep a bit longer."


    Mu Bingtong nodded and slowly closed her eyes; she was truly exhausted.


    As if she remembered something, she opened her eyes again, looked at Chu Ge, and said, "If you have things to take care of, you can go. If you’re worried about leaving me here alone, you can ask Miss Man Sha to keep mepany."


    Chu Ge was taken aback, a flicker of suspicion crossed his mind; when had Mu Bingtong be so friendly with Miss Man Sha?


    But he nodded anyway, "Alright, I’ll have Miss Man Shae and apany you."


    The situation with Jian Chunqiu was still unclear, and although Yang Kun was only trapped temporarily, Chu Ge wasn’t sure what he might do next. Indeed, there was a lot he had to take care of right now.


    After Mu Bingtong finished speaking, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.


    Chu Ge called Nangong Man Sha and asked her toe over to help take care of Mu Bingtong. Without hesitation, Nangong Man Sha agreed.


    Twenty minutester, Nangong Man Sha arrived, "Mr. Chu, how is Lady Mu doing?"


    "She’s fine now, though she was a bit frightened."


    Nangong Man Sha nodded. When Chu Ge had told her that Lady Mu was in trouble, she was really startled.


    "It’s good that everything’s okay. You can go take care of your things, I’ll handle it here," Nangong Man Sha said.


    Chu Ge nodded, "I’ve set up a Barrier around your hospital ward, so there won’t be any danger, rest assured."


    Nangong Man Sha smiled, "If Mr. Chu is on the job, we’re certainly at ease. Now, you’d better get busy; I’ve got this."


    After leaving the hospital, Chu Ge tried calling Jian Chunqiu, but the call went through without an answer.


    Chu Ge guessed that Jian Chunqiu definitely wouldn’t be in Fangshan by now, and he was quite curious about how that stone man had been dealt with.


    In fact, shortly after Chu Ge left, Jian Chunqiu had already reinjected consciousness into the stone man. As two streams of consciousness collided within the stone man’s body, the resistance it faced surged instantaneously, to the point where even Jian Chunqiu noticed cracks forming on its arms.


    In order not to let the stone man crumble, Jian Chunqiu quickly withdrew his Spiritual Energy.


    He was a bit shocked, and also somewhat surprised, the consciousness within was too strong, not at all like something the elders of the ck Witch Sect would do.


    A flicker of suspicion crossed Jian Chunqiu’s mind. The Sect Hierarch of the ck Witch Sect had not shown his face, not even during such intense upheavals within the sect, and there was no sign of any action from the Sect Hierarch of the ck Witch Sect.


    He couldn’t help but suspect that the consciousness inside the stone man belonged to the Sect Hierarch of the ck Witch Sect.


    Jian Chunqiu’s guess was correct, because the stone man began to speak.


    "The Pavilion Master of Sword Pavilion, Jian Chunqiu, the Divine Mirror Communicator, an old thing over a hundred years old, yet you still have the energy to meddle in idle matters."


    Although the voice came from the stone man’s mouth, Jian Chunqiu recognized it—the voice of the Sect Hierarch of the ck Witch Sect, the ck Widow.


    "ck Widow, aren’t you the same? The ck Witch Sect has been hidden for so many years, and now you suddenly appear, even trying to disrupt the bnce of the world of martial arts—what’s your true intention?"


    Jian Chunqiu hummed lightly.


    "That’s none of your concern. The ck Witch Sect holds no grudges against Sword Pavilion, and I advise you, Elder Jian, to not meddle any further."


    Jian Chunqiu shook his head, "You’re wrong, Chu Ge’s business is my business. By targeting Chu Ge this way, you’re obviously disregarding me."


    Jian Chunqiu said bluntly: "Enough with the skulking,e out and fight me. A Sect Hierarch hiding inside a stone man, aren’t you worried you’ll be aughingstock if word gets out?"


    After Jian Chunqiu finished speaking, he heard the stone man burst intoughter, "Elder Jian, I told you you’re old, but you wouldn’t believe it. Thousand-mile voice transmission—this is what you taught me, have you forgotten?"


    Jian Chunqiu was startled and couldn’t help but curse under his breath, damn it! He had actually shot himself in the foot.


    How could he have not thought of that?


    He had just felt that the consciousness inside the stone man was too tough and thought the person was directly hiding inside,pletely forgetting the concept of thousand-mile voice transmission.


    But if it really was thousand-mile voice transmission, yet the consciousness inside was so strong, it could only mean that the ck Widow’s martial arts had reached a new level.