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Chapter 327 The Best Piece

She happened to see Zong Lanfang looking for her child in the neighborhood that day, and at first she thought it was none of her business.

Later, when I went to Moyun Ferry, I overheard some conversations and saw the child again. I then realized that the child was the same one that Zong Lanfang had been searching for so desperately.

Zong Lanfang is Song Beiyou's biological mother, so the child she is looking for must be related to Song Beiyou.

Not only Zong Lanfang, but also Mo Yundu, who likes Song Beiyou, is like this, so this child must be extraordinary.

Therefore, Han Xinyue became suspicious. After investigation, she learned that the child Mo Yundu mentioned was a descendant of the Gu family, a family of sorcerers.

Such an extraordinary child, coupled with the fact that Song Beiyou's people will definitely keep searching for him endlessly.

This gave Han Xinyue another idea: she couldn't let Song Beiyou find the person so easily.

We need to create an obstacle.

Also, let's see just how different that child that Mo Yundu specially found really is.

I really didn't expect that something that seemed so easy would fail.

It's simply unacceptable.

Fortunately, the aunt who had been bribed by her subordinates was bewitched by her.

The spell takes effect the moment the child is sent to their designated location.

That is, half an hour after she called that aunt.

The moment the child arrives, the aunt will vomit blood and die.

As for the call records between the two parties, there is absolutely no need to worry. They are all hidden accounts, and even with Song Beiyou's high-level hacking skills, it would be impossible to find out who it is.

It is entirely possible to achieve a result without leaving any loopholes or flaws.

Who knew that such a well-laid plan would be suddenly disrupted, leaving Han Xinyue feeling extremely frustrated.

After driving out of the underground parking lot of the residential area, Han Xinyue, feeling unhappy, slammed her fist on the steering wheel a few times.

The force was too great, and the blow went too far, accidentally hitting the horn, which startled many pedestrians and drivers on the main road.

"Is this guy crazy? Is he having road rage or something?"

"So what if you have money? So what if you drive? You're terrifying."

The driver, who had just been frightened, drove up and gave Han Xinyue the middle finger in contempt.

Han Xinyue was already annoyed, and now she was even more annoyed.

So much so that when the turn signal was turned on, the car drove onto a relatively quiet road.

No one cares how fast you speed or how much you honk your horn on that road.

Just as the car turned a corner, I received a call from Linda.

At this moment, Han Xinyue wondered what was wrong. After taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she finally answered the phone.

As soon as the call connected, Linda's tense and urgent voice came through, "Xinyue, something bad has happened, Mr. Mo Yundu has encountered an accident."

His right arm was destroyed; the entire arm was exposed.

"what?"

Han Xinyue thought she had misheard and slowed down.

Linda's repeated emphasis made her realize she hadn't misheard. "It's true. I initially thought it was a misunderstanding too."

Han Xinyue was even more upset; her witchcraft teacher had lost an arm.

what is this?

A witch doctor that was hard to find?

A broken arm?

Do you know who did it?

Han Xinyue frowned, her face slightly contorted. "Do you know who did it?"

Who on earth could possibly target a high-ranking wizard like Mo Yundu?

She had witnessed his skills; they were terrifying. It wouldn't be easy for an ordinary person to deal with Mo Yundu.

unless......

Thinking of this, a stunning face flashed through Han Xinyue's mind.

Is it Song Beiyou?

The idea had barely formed in her mind when Linda's answer followed: "Song Beiyou."

Sure enough, it really is Song Beiyou.

She's everywhere, and she ruins her plans time and time again.

Han Xinyue's dissatisfaction overflowed again. She slammed her hand on the steering wheel, and several honks of the horn echoed across the road.

It's like a patient with a truly severe case of road rage.

Fortunately, there weren't many people on this road, otherwise I would have been yelled at.

But Linda on the other end of the phone sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong? Be careful while driving."

Han Xinyue pulled the car over to the side of the road and stared sharply ahead.

Coincidentally, ahead was the Duan family's old house, the place where she once lived.

The entanglement of so many things made her look at the Duan family's old house with a sense of grievance.

If time could turn back, would Han Xinyue have ended up in this situation step by step?

After a pause, she spoke slowly, "Linda, are you still there?"

Linda is indeed still here. "Go on," she said.

Han Xinyue: "What's the latest on Mr. Mo's side?"

Linda: "It's probably a bit complicated. I heard it's also related to a child kidnapping case."

Han Xinyue continued to stare ahead, where a car she recognized was coming out, with Old Madam Duan sitting inside.

She stared at the old woman for a while, then Han Xinyue asked, "Can you help him?"

Linda sighed softly, "How could Mr. Mo possibly need help?"

Not at all.

No matter who puts pressure on him, and no matter whether Mo Yundu has arms or not, as long as he is alive, he will be fine.

"Really?" Han Xinyue was a little confused by Linda's words.

"Well, don't worry."

......

As Linda had said, the police officers who had been guarding Mo Yundu left that very night.

At this moment, Mo Yundu is in the hospital operating room. The bleeding on his arm has stopped, but the arm cannot be stitched back up.

The police's arrival caused the patient to miss the optimal time for surgery.

From now on, Mo Yundu will live with only one arm, becoming a one-armed alien.

Han Xinyue made a special trip to see him after the police left.

When they arrived, Mo Yundu had just finished surgery and was sent to the post-operative rehabilitation ward.

Before they could see the person, He Fang stopped them, saying, "Wait, my master is unwell and cannot receive guests."

Han Xinyue asked the question that had been on her mind, "Mr. Mo, from now on..."

She wanted to ask Mo Yundu if he could still teach her witchcraft in the future. Although her witchcraft skills had improved, she still needed a teacher to support her.

He Fang placed his hands on his lower abdomen, and after a cold laugh, said, "Listen, my master told me before the surgery that he would take full responsibility for you."

Don't worry about him giving up halfway; your witchcraft skills will only increase from now on.

His master's meaning is perfectly clear.

The hand may be useless now, but the heart will not give up.

The revenge for his crippled hand must be taken, as must the revenge for what led him to this state.

Duan Yao needs to be killed, and Song Beiyou, who has turned against them, also needs to be dealt with properly.

Therefore, we have to rely on others.

Han Xinyue is the best pawn; he needs to use her to help Mo Yundu kill people.