Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 412: The Ancestor’s Question

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: The Ancestor’s Question

Fu Shiyan stared at Wan Qing and asked with evident understanding, "What do you want to say?"

Wan Qing glanced at Fu Xinyue and Fu Yuxing, and said, "I can tell you everything, I can turn myself in, but you have to let my child go!"

Fu Shiyan chuckled lightly, "Third Aunt seems to have misunderstood something. Right now, you are in my hands. Even if you say nothing, I can still find everything out. What right do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

Wan Qing’s face was devoid of color; her so-called last trump card seemed utterly useless to Fu Shiyan.

She gritted her teeth, unwilling to concede so easily, "Then I won’t say anything! Even if I’m taken to the police station, I won’t say anything, let’s see what you can do to me!"

Jianli sneered, giving Liao Qianqian a meaningful look and then smiling at Wan Qing, "Third Aunt, Liao Qianqian is still here. Are you thinking of going to the police station, or do you wish to die?"

Before her words had even finished, Liao Qianqian, her ferocity fully revealed, suddenly pounced toward Wan Qing with her mouth gaping, filled with fresh blood.

Wan Qing’s heart almost leaped out of her throat, and the stubbornness she had just now vanished in the face of death.

"Get her away from me! I’ll talk, I’ll tell you everything, I did it! It was all me, alright?" Tears splattered as Wan Qing desperately scrambled backwards.

Hearing this, Jianli signaled Liao Qianqian with a gesture, and she stopped.

Fu Yi couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you do it?"

Wan Qing, wary of Liao Qianqian, curled herself into a ball while sobbing, "Isn’t it all because you’re too incompetent! If you weren’t so incompetent, why would I have to do this?"

The Wan Family was originally a middle-class household with a small company, but due to poor management, her parents forcefully married her off to Fu Yi, whom she didn’t like, in an attempt to save the family business.

From the beginning, she looked down on Fu Yi’s weakness.

Fortunately, though weak, Fu Yi was kind-hearted, and Wan Qing basically managed the household affairs.

With great difficulty, she connected with Fu Song and Fu Lin, took Fu Yi to H City, and started to build something of their own.

But Fu Yi was like a useless scoundrel who couldn’t be propped up. No matter how hard she tried, he always remained submissive and let people bully him.

Even her child was constantly criticized by others and never measured up to Fu Shiyan.

"I just wanted Yuxing to have a better future! If you weren’t so incompetent, why would I have to do this?" Wan Qing looked at Fu Yi with hatred in her eyes and spoke her true feelings, "The biggest regret of my life is marrying you. If I hadn’t married you, things wouldn’t have turned out like this! At the end of the day, my current situation is all because of you, Fu Yi!"

Fu Yi staggered, looking like he was about to fall.

Jianli glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Does Third Uncle really not know anything?"

Fu Yi looked at her in bewilderment, "What?"

"You really had no clue about Third Aunt’s actions?" Jianli’s young face was full of doubt, "But why do I feel like, Third Uncle, you should know something?"

Wan Qing suddenly raised her head and stared wide-eyed at Fu Yi.

Fu Yi swallowed hard, and quickly said, "No, I really didn’t know, I truly had no idea!"

Jianli curved her lips, "Really?"

Fu Yi broke out in a cold sweat.

"Now that things have been made clear, let’s call the police," Fu Shiyan said at that moment, as if laying down the law, "Everyone present can bear witness, Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, right?"

Fu Song and Fu Lin were completely dumbfounded, at a loss for words.

Even though they usually got along well with Fu Yi, at this moment, there was no way for them to say anything to defend Fu Yi’s family.

Fu Shiyan looked towards Duan Jianchuan at his side, "Call the police."

"Already dialing," Duan Jianchuan shook his cellphone, waiting for the call to connect.

"No, you can’t call the police!"

Fu Xinyue suddenly snapped back to her senses, staggered to her feet, and attempted to rush over to snatch Duan Jianchuan’s phone.

Duan Jianchuan quickly dodged.

Fu Xinyue, pampered and delicate, was no match for Duan Jianchuan. Because of inertia, she fell to the ground.

Ignoring the pain, she grabbed Fu Shiyan’s ankle, "Fu Shiyan, you can’t call the police! Even if you don’t care that we’re all family, you have to think about my husband Jianbang. He’s a political figure in H City, you..."