Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 365: Who Should Be Trusted?

Mrs. Lu pursed her lips and glanced at Lu Zechuan, "Ah Chuan, go to the detention center and listen to what that bastard has to say."

If there was really some hidden truth to this matter, she wasn’t set on sending her son in.

After all, sending her own son inside was easy to say but hard to hear, and leaving a record would also affect the next generation.

"Alright." Lu Zechuan responded, "Grandmother, rest well."

Saying this, Lu Zechuan stood up and left the ward with Xia Mian.

At the ward door, Shu Dao Temple hugged the little black cat and came over, "Grand Ancestor, this matter is related to that woman from the Wood Clan."

As soon as Shu Dao Temple spoke, Lu Zechuan squinted his eyes slightly. Related to Ding Lan?

Remembering how Ding Lan had repeatedly approached him, saying that his mother’s death was inseparably linked to his grandmother, Lu Zechuan couldn’t help but believe it.

Aunt Ding had a great relationship with his mother, and after his mother passed away, Aunt Ding had been worshiping her every year.

So, if there was anyone besides himself who would want revenge for his mother, it definitely would be Ding Lan.

Lu Zechuan glanced at Shu Dao Temple, "Stay here and don’t let any unclean things approach the ward."

He didn’t know if it was just his illusion, but it seemed that what happened to his grandmother wasn’t just involving Aunt Ding.

"Understood, Grandmaster!" Shu Dao Temple quickly promised.

With what happened to Mrs. Lu today, he also bore some responsibility.

Shu Dao Temple went to the Mystical World, tasked with safeguarding Meng Meng, but Wei Wei and Ling Fei weren’t around, and it was this neglect that gave the opportunists a chance.

Thankfully, neither Lu Zechuan nor Xia Mian blamed him.

Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian left the hospital and drove to the police station.

Upon arriving at the police station, Lu Zechuan explained his purpose, and someone led him and Xia Mian to the holding cell.

Lu Zhenqing was huddled in a corner of the cell, shivering. Suddenly hearing the creaking sound of the cell door, he looked up and saw his eldest son and daughter-in-law.

Lu Zhenqing immediately scrambled to get up, nearly throwing himself at Lu Zechuan’s feet, "Ah Chuan, it wasn’t me, I didn’t do it..."

Lu Zhenqing’s voice murmured, "They... they forced me..."

"They?" Lu Zechuan keenly picked up on the clue, "Who are they?"

"I don’t know, I don’t recognize them..." Lu Zhenqing’s hair was a tangled mess, like a bird’s nest. As he spoke, he kept clutching his hair, making it even messier.

"Lu Zhenqing." Lu Zechuan said sternly, "You’re not a child anymore. You need to be responsible for your actions."

Even though the man was his father, if Lu Zhenqing kept causing trouble, he wouldn’t hesitate to confine him there for the rest of his life!

Lu Zhenqing shook his head like a rattle, "It wasn’t me! I didn’t know what happened; my mind went blank; when I came to, your grandmother was already on the ground!"

Lu Zechuan narrowed his eyes, "Before that, did you come into contact with anyone?"

Lu Zhenqing’s head was filled with mush, "I don’t remember."

Shu Dao Temple mentioned this matter was related to Ding Lan, but Lu Zhenqing didn’t remember anything about the events leading up to the disturbance.

This left Lu Zechuan somewhat baffled.

"It wasn’t our Wood Clan that did it." The Wood Clan Leader, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "I didn’t detect even the slightest hint of Wood Clan aura on him."

Lu Zechuan’s brow furrowed even tighter.

He was accompanied by an old monster, once the Wood Clan Leader; he could sense Wood Clan members, even if they passed by three days ago, let alone those who had direct contact, which would definitely leave a trace of aura.

The Wood Clan Leader claimed it wasn’t Aunt Ding, while Shu Dao Temple said it was; this matter was becoming quite complicated.

"Ah Chuan, I didn’t intend to harm your grandmother. How is she now? Please get me bailed out, I need to see her!" Lu Zhenqing pitifully held onto Lu Zechuan’s leg.

Tears and snot stained Lu Zechuan’s pants.

Lu Zechuan distastefully shook him off and stepped back, "You still want to be bailed out? Hah, grandmother raised you all these years, and you dare lay hands on her! You can stay inside!"

Leaving those words behind, Lu Zechuan tugged Xia Mian’s hand and turned to leave.

Although Lu Zhenqing might not have genuinely wanted to hurt Mrs. Lu, if he didn’t have that intention, then others wouldn’t be able to control him, wouldn’t have been able to exploit the situation.

Seeing Lu Zechuan leaving, Lu Zhenqing panicked, "Ah Chuan, you can’t just abandon me!"

Lu Zhenqing was truly about to cry.

In a daze, he had assaulted his mother.

After regaining his senses, the Lu Family had sent him to jail!

In all fairness, he truly didn’t know what he had done.

No one was willing to listen to his excuses.

The cell door closed with ruthless finality.

Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian left the police station, with Lu Zechuan’s brows never relaxing.

Lu Zhenqing claimed he didn’t remember, Shu Dao Temple said it was the Wood Clan’s doing, the Wood Clan Leader denied it.

Who was lying, and who should he believe?

"Perhaps we should just go directly to Aunt Ding to ask, it might be more appropriate." Xia Mian’s lips moved slightly, suggesting softly.

If they couldn’t find the answer, then they should ask all suspicious parties for it.

Lu Zechuan was silent for a moment, acquiescing to Xia Mian’s suggestion.

However, when they drove to Ding Lan’s flower shop, it was empty.

A rusty lock hung on the shop door, indicating it hadn’t been visited for quite some time.

Lu Zechuan’s brow furrowed even tighter.

Only a few days had passed since they last saw Ding Lan; where had she gone?

Suddenly, snow began to fall on the January streets, the flakes shining brilliantly under the streetlights, dancing like mischievous sprites.

Xia Mian frowned slightly; the snow’s arrival seemed abrupt, more timely than a movie scene with artificial effects.

Almost instinctively, Xia Mian set up a barrier around herself and Lu Zechuan.

After Xia Mian set the barrier, the snow started falling even heavier.

The Wood Clan Leader murmured curiously, "It’s the Snow Clan."

Lu Zechuan’s brow tweaked slightly, "From the Hundred Families of the Mystic Sects?"

The Wood Clan Leader nodded, but Lu Zechuan disdainfully replied, "Why isn’t it recorded in the books you left me?"

The Wood Clan Leader was somewhat amazed, "This was a clan that went extinct ages ago; who knew they would reappear..."

Lu Zechuan said nothing, gripping Xia Mian’s hand tightly, and warned, "My grandfather said it’s the Snow Clan."

The Wood Clan Leader was slightly stirred, "What did you just call me?"

But Lu Zechuan ceased to pay him any attention, only vigilantly watching the surroundings.

The Snow Clan, said to be extinct ages ago by the Wood Clan Leader, suddenly appeared. How could he not find this whole situation bizarre?