From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Nightfall Organization (Third Update)_1

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"Pills? What pills did you take?"

Shang Han was startled. This was a condition that even the top Grandmasters of Zone One couldn't cure, how could it possibly be solved just by taking a random pill?

Upon hearing this, Fang Ren immediately made frantic eye signals to Mu Huanqing at his side, they had already agreed not to tell Uncle Han about this.

It was quite clear that Mu Huanqing received Fang Ren's eye messages, and she said with a serious face, "Ah Ran doesn't want me to tell you that he made the pill himself."

"What!?"

Fang Ren instantly turned to stone. What was this? Hui Qing, who always keeps her mouth shut? Hadn't they agreed to keep secrets?

And she just sold out her own husband like that?

As Mu Huanqing finished speaking, the frown on Shang Han's forehead suddenly relaxed, and with a slight smile on his lips he looked at Fang Ren and said, "Let's eat first."

Mu Huanqing went back to her seat, but Fang Ren was stunned. Although he had never intended to tell you about it, couldn't you show some reaction?! That was the world's first pill capable of repairing severed meridians!

"What's wrong?" Shang Han, seeing Fang Ren still in a petrified state, spoke up, "Shouldn't I be greatly surprised and then feel that you, you little brat, couldn't possibly concoct such a pill?"

"Isn't that how the script should go!" Fang Ren was completely disoriented, the old man was just too calm.

"Screw the script." Shang Han said with a look of disdain, "Did you think I didn't know that you've been messing around with alchemy in your room every day?"

"..."

Fang Ren was speechless.

"Since you were twelve, you've been making your room smell like medicine every day, and you even kept pills in an iron box in the drawer without even bothering to lock it. Do you think I'm blind? Can't I see?" Shang Han blasted out several sentences in quick succession.

In an instant, Fang Ren felt as if his little world had collapsed. What he thought was his secret from childhood was already known to the old man, who had been feigning ignorance all along!

After so many years, it turned out that all his affairs were still within the control of the old man!

Fang Ren sat at the dining table with a troubled face, "But those were just minor pills I made, how could they possibly be something even the masters of the first district can't handle?"

"Ha, did you really think the reason I sent you to medical school?" Shang Han said with contempt, "Do you think I let you continue schooling after you ranked third from last in every exam?"

Fang Ren blinked, feeling a bit guilty as he looked at Shang Han, as if the old man might know even more of his secrets.

Shang Han continued, "In this Great Cultivation Era, many people have infinite potential, like Qing'er. Who would have thought she could beat up...cough cough."

At this point, Shang Han stopped speaking and coughed twice, suddenly feeling a bit panicked. He shouldn't carelessly reveal that Qing'er could beat the world's strongest generals at the age of twenty.

What he wanted most now was for the two children to live their remaining lives as ordinary people, undisturbed by past events.

After that, Fang Ren didn't speak much for the rest of the meal, fearing that he might accidentally say something wrong and raise Uncle Han's suspicions. Mu Huanqing cooperated as well and didn't bring up the Space Ring from beginning to end.

The news on TV was broadcasting tonight's report:

"Around seven o'clock tonight, the mayor of Yangming City, Sun Han, was assassinated by unidentified individuals. The fatal methods used on the body closely resemble those of the Nightfall Organization which disappeared three years ago. The case is still under investigation.

We urge the residents of Yangming City to pay extra attention to their personal safety..."

At the mention of Yangming City, Fang Ren and Shang Han instinctively turned to look at the television together.

Yangming City was, after all, their small county town. The murder of the mayor of Yangming City was far too close for comfort.

Watching the news on TV, Fang Ren was stunned. He had never imagined that the murder he came across tonight, the man who died before him, would turn out to be the mayor of Yangming City.

Shang Han frowned as he watched the news, his gaze fixated on the words "Nightfall Organization," lost in thought.

After watching the report, Mu Huanqing's expression turned very sorrowful. As expected... things were just as Ah Ran had said. Amidst the peace bought at the cost of countless warriors' lives, their kin were engaged in killing each other.

The rest of the meal passed in relative silence. After dinner, Fang Ren took Mu Huanqing back to their room, while Shang Han cleared the dishes and sat in front of the TV without going to his room to sleep.

Fang Ren had a lot of questions in his heart about Uncle Han's behavior today, like whether he had something on his mind, or why he didn't seem overjoyed even though Sister Hui Qing's legs had healed, or why he wasn't surprised that he could produce such an elixir?

Even if Uncle Han knew that he had talent in Alchemy from a young age, this particular pill was genuine and beyond the capability of any Alchemist in the first district.

Did Uncle Han really think so highly of his talents, or did he think that the pill was mostly provided by Master Qing'an?

Uncle Han, Fang Ren had so many questions he wanted to ask, but asking would be pointless; he would either stay silent or not tell the whole truth.

"Ah Ran, why did the Nightfall Organization want to kill that man?" lying in bed, Mu Huanqing asked with a sorrowful tone.

"Some might do it for grudges, and others for their own benefits," Fang Ren said.

"Why not exert their abilities in cultivation and protect more people instead..." Mu Huanqing mumbled, then snuggled closer into Fang Ren's arms, feeling sad again.

"I've told you, human nature has a dark side," Fang Ren said, stroking her silver hair. "But remember, in this world, the majority are good people. Sister Hui Qing, don't think everything is bad, it's just a few bad apples."

Mu Huanqing nodded and cuddled closer to Fang Ren.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ren asked, noticing her persistent snuggling.

"Why aren't you doing those things to me tonight, Ah Ran?" Mu Huanqing asked softly.

Fang Ren paused for a moment, "I saw that Sister Hui Qing wasn't in the best mood, so I thought I'd provide some comfort."

"Can't we do that... and talk at the same time?" Mu Huanqing asked.

"Alright, as you wish."