Han Rui looked up at Han Zheng, and a stream of thoughts appeared next to Han Zheng's face.
The weaker the mind and the more intense the emotions, the more he could see with his mind-reading ability. And Han Zheng was the easiest person to read.
However, seeing his thoughts only bored and annoyed him, as his own hatred was always very obvious.
His only regret was that he seemed too careless.
He knew Han Zheng hated him, but he hadn't thought that the thugs he kept under Shangyang, those who couldn't resist provoking trouble, were his men. Nor had he thought that Han Zheng would actually be so bold as to try to kill him directly on the way to the Chu family.
"The place you brought me to is Shangyang's safety zone, full of cameras. Even if you kill me, you won't escape legal punishment."
Hearing Han Rui's words, Han Zheng suddenly laughed. The pretense of kindness and integrity he usually displayed was now replaced by a ferocious grin. "Ha, my dear cousin, why are you so naive? Since I dared to make a move, I'm not afraid. You probably don't know that my brothers here are all very loyal and willing to take the blame for me!"
As soon as he said this, the people behind him, with their "varied appearances," revealed expressions of mocking contempt, like "ghosts and monsters." "Yeah, we're all happy to!"
"Taking the blame for Big Brother is a subordinate's self-cultivation."
"As long as Big Brother takes good care of my wife and children, the people Big Brother kills, I kill!"
"..."
If it weren't for that woman having gathered enough evidence for his father's affairs, and the Dark Department keeping an eye on things, he could have operated in the same way. He just couldn't understand why the Dark Department would suddenly interfere in Shangyang's affairs, leaving him so "caught off guard."
Han Rui raised his eyebrows, his beautiful phoenix eyes glanced at Han Zheng, seeing his thoughts, and a smile played on his lips.
The Dark Department, how could he have forgotten.
Bai Xi!
If Bai Xi didn't wait for him, would she try to find his whereabouts? Was he still saved? If so, stalling for time was always good.
Just then, Han Zheng caught sight of the smile on his lips, stepped forward, grabbed Han Rui's hair, and forcibly dragged him up from the ground. "You're quite brave, to still be able to smile at a time like this."
Han Rui felt like his scalp was about to be torn off, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. "Cousin, you're overthinking it. Cousin isn't brave at all. Cousin is just wondering how we ended up like this, given how good our relationship was when we were kids."
He had to stall for time as much as possible, otherwise, no matter how capable Bai Xi was, or how much the Dark Department could uncover the truth of everything, at most she would help him get revenge.
Han Zheng, hearing Han Rui suddenly mention childhood, was slightly stunned and looked at him with an expression of disbelief. "What, trying to play the family card now? Too late!"
Han Rui clearly saw the words next to Han Zheng's face: How ridiculous, who had a good relationship with you in childhood! I want you dead now, or worse than dead!
It seemed Han Zheng had deeply grasped an eternal truth: villains die from talking too much.
Therefore, he didn't want to have a "heart-to-heart talk" or "confession of inner feelings" with him!
The next second, Han Zheng directly released Han Rui's hair, sneered, and stood up. A reasonably good-looking face bore a defiant smile as he said to the group of thugs behind him, "Take good 'care' of him. Don't let him die too quickly. Let him truly experience the pain of wishing he were dead!"
Hearing this, the thugs immediately rubbed their hands together and said, "Yes!"
"Don't worry, brother, this is exactly what we like to do."
"We especially like the ways to torture people."
"This man is so handsome, I think I can find a different way to torture him."
"Holy cow, you're so perverted, but I like watching!"
"Hahaha..."
Han Rui knew he had to stall for time, for his own survival.
But now he felt that perhaps staying alive was worse than being shot dead.
However, he would absolutely not sit idly by. Since the family card wouldn't work, he could only strike at what Han Zheng cared about most, what interested him most. What he wanted most was... the position of the Han family patriarch.
Han Rui watched the thugs approach and finally smoothed his brow. He said calmly, "Do you know why Grandpa disagreed with you inheriting the Han family patriarch position?"
As expected, Han Zheng was quickly drawn to the topic. He slightly raised a hand to the subordinates who were about to act, signaling them to stop. "Why?"
Han Rui looked at the thoughts next to his face: If you can't give me a good reason, I'll make you die a more painful death.
"Do you know how my father died?"
Han Zheng frowned. "Wasn't it a car accident? What does that have to do with the Han family patriarch position?"
The words next to his face: What the heck is this Han Rui kid up to?
Han Rui said calmly, "The Han family has a secret sealed for over three hundred years. Only the Han family patriarch can know this secret. If one wants to truly inherit the patriarch's position, they must pass a test. If they fail the test, they inherit only the Han family's assets, not the Han family itself. My father died during that test back then."
Han Zheng was clearly taken aback. "Why should I believe what you're saying?"
Han Rui said calmly, "Although everyone calls Grandpa the patriarch now, have you ever seen Grandpa wear that ancestral thumb ring that belongs to the Han family patriarch?"
Han Zheng's brow furrowed even tighter. He remained silent.
Han Rui kept a close eye on Han Zheng, and the words appearing next to his face were: It seems so. And Grandpa has often said in front of people that he is not the true patriarch of the Han family. I used to think he was reminiscing about my uncle, but now it seems... perhaps not entirely.
Obviously, Han Zheng had accepted his statement.
Han Zheng was very interested in all matters concerning the Han family patriarch. "What exactly is the test? Why did my uncle die?"
Han Rui said calmly, "I don't know the specifics of the test, because my father died during that test and didn't tell me what he encountered during it."
Han Zheng frowned, then revealed a sinister smile. "Since you don't know anything, you might as well go to the Yellow Springs earlier. Remember to ask your unfortunate father about it on your way to the Yellow Springs, and then send me a dream. I'll have these little brothers burn some joss paper for you on festivals!"
The words next to his face were: After all that talk, it's worthless. Damn it.
Inheriting the Han family's assets is enough. Anyway, Grandpa didn't get it either, and he still commanded respect for his entire life. Is there any difference!
Then, he signaled his thugs again.
Han Rui already knew his thoughts like the back of his hand. "Although I don't know how to break the test, my father told me when he left the Han family to undergo the test that the ultimate secret of the Han family is a medicine that can grant immortality! As long as one takes that medicine, they can achieve immortality and live forever!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Han Zheng's hand, which was about to be raised, froze in place.
Immortality, eternal life?