Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 774: When the Third Master makes a move, it’s horrifying

Chapter 774: Chapter 774: When the Third Master makes a move, it’s horrifying

Huo Yunjiao’s eyelids were half-closed, listening to the report over the phone, a set of cold eyes focused on the file on the desk, deep indifference reflected in his slightly drooping gaze.

He was remarkably attractive with a cold, calm, and elegant demeanor, an unapproachable flower of coldness, with a predatory aura surrounding him.

This intimidating presence that doesn’t even require him to anger, was the true demonstration of the deeply calculating Third Master Huo.

The innate indifference and ruthlessness in his bones had a terrifyingly intimidating force.

Seeing this Third Master, Qin Ruan felt cold inexplicably, a chill was sliding down her spine, seeping into her heart.

Huo Yunjiao, after hanging up the phone, seemed to be aware of Qin Ruan’s fear.

He retracted the ferocity in his eyes, his gaze lightly resting on Qin Ruan.

Under his gaze, Qin Ruan sat obediently like a primary school student.

Suddenly, Huo Yunjiao’s lips curved into a smirk. His handsome face warmed ever so slightly.

He stood up and pinched Qin Ruan’s earlobe, his voice tender and comforting, "Don’t worry, my second brother won’t be harmed. The Gongsun Family is there, he will fine."

He said this for Qin Ruan to hear, but more so for himself.

"Mm."

Qin Ruan nodded unconsciously.

Huo Yunjiao gave her a deep look, the light in his eyes flickering on and off, eventually settling into a calm, he stood up and left the parlor.

As he turned around, his handsome face was as serene as a painting, his expression cruel and cold.

Qin Ruan sat quietly in her chair, spaced out, seemingly lost in thought.

She lifted her gaze, noticing the fatigued Nicholas sitting across from her, silently staring at the documents in his hand, occasionally speaking to the person next to him.

She could barely comprehend their professional terminology, thanks to Third Master for usually bringing her along to get to know the affairs of the Huo Family Company.

Third Master is angry, truly angry.

Otherwise, he would not display his innate ruthlessness in front of her.

Qin Ruan tried to calm her chaotic heart and stood up to leave.

She feared that the Third Master would become too angry.

Not to mention that his body was already weak, the black evil energy within him was becoming denser day by day.

She, who currently lacked the evil energy, feared that if Third Master were to anger himself to illness, she would be left in tears.

Huo Yunjiao had made his way to the living room, standing respectfully in front of the elder Huo family members, his deep and calm gaze was focused on his second uncle who was filled with anger and worry.

He casually opened his mouth, "Second Uncle, a message has just come in. The little prince, born to the favored concubine of Fuluo Country, just stopped breathing on the way to the hospital, cause of death unknown."

Huo’s second uncle’s eyes flickered before he looked up at Huo Yunjiao standing before him.

Huo Yunjiao’s lips curved into a pleasing arc, filled with a mix of happiness and ferocity, "The royal family is thoroughly investigating the cause of the little prince’s death. He was the heir who the king and his favorite concubine meticulously groomed. Such a pity he died so young."

The last words of pity held no regret at all.

It was more of anger, sounding as if he wished he could have personally killed the other party.

The second uncle’s pale face eased a little, and he tugged at his lips, forcing out a smile.

Qin Ruan, who had just arrived, heard Third Master’s words and furrowed her brows, failing to understand their meaning.

Only when she heard the conversation that followed between the second uncle and Third Master did she feel goosebumps.

The second uncle opened his tightly clenched fist, his voice hoarse, "Yunjiao, in Fuluo Country apart from the little prince born to the king’s favorite concubine, there seem to be a few other heirs."

His voice was soft, the narrative tone didn’t expose much emotion.

Huo Yunjiao nodded, his voice pleasing to the ear, "If several princes were to disappear in one day, it seems like people won’t learn their lesson."

He paused for a moment, scoffed lightly, "Earlier, rumors suggested that the king of Fuluo Country was destined to be childless, it seems that is their fate. Second Uncle, rest assured, I have already arranged for everything. If they want to see the Huo family burying their young, I’ll certainly let them experience it firsthand."

Huo’s Second uncle’s expression darkened, his tone chilling as he laughed coldly, "Indeed, it’s fate! How can they learn their lesson without experiencing it firsthand!"

The anger in his words was bone-chilling.

Second Uncle’s gaze affectionately scanned his nephew standing in front of him, "I trust you to handle this Yunjiao, Arong has always respected you."

The corner of Huo Yunjiao’s lips down-turned, "My second brother has always been good to me."

Despite being cousins, the other was merely older than him by a few months, his cousin had always been genuinely good to him.

Due to his weak health, every member of his family loved him sincerely.

Fuluo Country had hurt a member of the Huo Family, regardless if they were a royal family, they would have flesh ripped from their bodies!

From behind, Qin Ruan, after hearing the conversation between Third Master and Second Uncle, felt her warmth rapidly disappear.

Did the Third Master’s casual words, mean what she assumed they did?

His voice was pleasing to hear, yet each word he said implied the extermination of the Fuluo Royal lineage.

She had always known that Third Master was not as modest and calm as he seemed on the surface. The heir cultivated by an aristocratic family would never be as simple as they appear.

But she had never expected that when Third Master struck, it would be thrilling.

The tenderness and indulgence that Third Master had shown her now seemed to be only what he wanted her to see.

Everything that happened today was likewise what this man wanted her to see.

If Third Master didn’t want her to realise, he would definitely have countless ways to keep her clueless about the horrifying event that only the members of the Huo family would’ve known tonight.

Long Wei, elegant and intelligent, scanned everyone in the Huo family with her gaze and said assuming grace, "I heard that the favored concubine of Fuluo country is a crafty woman. I had dealt with her a few years ago when I was visiting Fuluo. She is no simple woman."

Huo Yunjiao stood in front of everyone, his distinctly jointed fingertips playing with the Buddha beads on his wrist.

He was composed and silent.

Old Master Huo gripped his dragon-headed walking stick, with his wise and grief-filled eyes fixed on Huo Yunjiao.

His countenance was solemn and his voice authoritative, "Yunjiao, Fuluo country is known for playing with curses, and their foundation is rooted in petroleum resources."

Huo Yunjiao’s eyelashes didn’t even twitch, he continued to remain silent.

He was fiddling with the Buddha beads on his wrist at a faster pace now.

At one glance, Huo Hongxing knew that his son was becoming unhappy.

Huo Yirong was hurt and his life hung in balance. They naturally held deep resentment towards the behind-the-scenes Fuluo royal family.

But if they killed all the heir apparents of Fuluo royal family, they would undoubtedly provoke the other party’s reckless retaliation.

If they weren’t equipped with a perfect plan, the Huo family would inevitably be seriously affected.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Huo Junxin rubbed his slightly sore eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "Yirong is still lying in bed with his life in danger. He has been vomiting blood since we brought him home. When has he ever experienced such pain?

If we don’t bite off a few chunks of flesh from the royal family of Fuluo, let alone Arong not accepting this after he wakes up, I’ll feel aggrieved for him!"

Huo Junxin, who had always been silent and gave people a steady and dignified image, was trembling slightly, the hatred in his words was soaring high.