"Now, you can think carefully. Will you cooperate with me, or will I go find He Kaqing Tang?"
Meng Jingwei stood up, pointed towards the door, her expression changing from casual to stern and sharp. "The moment I, Meng Jingwei, walk out of this door, our master-disciple bond is severed. Think clearly before you answer!"
For Qing Muyye, Meng Jingwei was willing to go to any lengths.
As long as he could be kept safe, what were these methods?
Old Chen Tou knew what Meng Jingwei meant.
If he refused to reveal Qing Muyye's whereabouts, Meng Jingwei would personally go to He Kaqing Tang. At that point, whether she traded her life for his or cooperated with He Kaqing Tang, it would be a disaster for them.
Li Yun'er was already dead. Meng Jingwei was their last trump card!
Old Chen Tou leaned back in his chair, feeling utterly powerless. He wanted to struggle but couldn't move at all.
He had ultimately underestimated Meng Jingwei, not expecting that she had been planning from the moment he appeared.
He had seen her as prey, never imagining that the hunter would often appear as the hunted.
"I don't have time to waste with you. You have thirty seconds left to consider." Meng Jingwei raised her wrist, looking at her watch, and began to count down.
As time ticked by, Old Chen Tou's gaze remained fixed on Meng Jingwei, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.
"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one!"
After counting the final seconds, Meng Jingwei didn't hesitate. She rose and walked directly towards the door.
"Wait!"
Old Chen Tou called out, then sighed with resignation, "You've grown up, you've truly grown up."
He remembered seeing her as a little girl with yellow hair, and now, in the blink of an eye, she had grown up. "You even dare to scheme against me now."
Meng Jingwei stood at the doorway and said without turning back, "You forced me."
"Fine, I'll tell you."
Forced into a corner, Old Chen Tou had no choice but to tell Meng Jingwei.
Hearing this, Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up, a faint mist gathering in them. Her anxious heart finally settled.
She took a deep breath, slowly turned, and walked in front of Old Chen Tou. "Speak, where is he?"
"If I tell you, are you sure you can save him?" Old Chen Tou asked.
Meng Jingwei shook her head. "With my current resources, of course, I can't save him. So, I'll have to trouble you, or He Xiaolany Ya."
They stared at each other, falling into silence.
Finally, Old Chen Tou sighed. "Qing Muyye is out of mortal danger, but he has been sent to the secret research institute in the West District. The security there is extremely tight, making it as difficult as ascending to heaven to get in. My people can be assigned to you, but whether you can get in depends on your own abilities."
"The secret research institute in the West District?"
Meng Jingwei's settled heart tensed again. "Why was he sent to the institute?"
She was somewhat confused.
"Although He Kaqing Tang took the position of Hidden Master back then, he has always been obsessed with the ancient method of sealing memories. He studied it extensively but couldn't master it, eventually having to resort to scientific methods to replace Gu arts for memory sealing."
Old Chen Tou no longer concealed anything and told her truthfully. "He Ka Liannuo begged He Kaqing Tang to save Qing Muyye, but He Kaqing Tang, to prevent Qing Muyye from becoming his rival in the future, intends to seal his memories. It's likely he wants Qing Muyye to marry He Ka Liannuo."
Marry?
With Old Chen Tou's words, a string in Meng Jingwei's heart tightened further and further, and she didn't know when that taut string would snap.
"Where in the secret research institute in the West District is Ah Ye?"
She demanded.
Old Chen Tou shook his head. "I really don't know this. Last night when my people investigated, they only found out he was sent to the secret research institute. The security there is extremely tight, with all modern high technology, making it very difficult for us to infiltrate."