The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 961 - 981: Truly Decisive

"By the way, Young Master, it’s said that the casino has very close ties with an entertainment city next door. They often collaborate to attract customers, and it’s estimated that this also has links to Situ Yan."

"Then blow them up together," Nangong Yaoling said flatly.

"Yes!"

"Why release it to the media and not the police? Let that Situ Yan rot in jail for life!" Nangong Feihong came out of the bathroom, shaking his wet hands, and angrily said after hearing their conversation.

"Young Master Feihong, given his current status, it’s likely he’s already smoothed things over with the police. Reporting him won’t work."

"Oh, damn! If the police won’t work, then blow him up! Best to blast that bastard Situ Yan into pieces too!"

"Hong, this is just the beginning of the Young Master’s warning to him," Qin Yi explained to Nangong Feihong.

Nangong Feihong nodded, half-understanding.

With a flick of his hand, the water splashed onto Nangong Yaoling’s face.

Nangong Yaoling frowned and coldly looked at Nangong Feihong, saying, "Go back to your room; I have matters to discuss with Qin Yi."

"No... What if you act behind my back? I want to stay with you guys."

"Young Master Feihong, it’s so late now, finding the Young Madam is not urgent right now. You’d better return and rest early."

Nangong Feihong reluctantly nodded, "Alright." He moved forward, picked up a crab from the table, and headed toward his bedroom.

Nangong Yaoling’s gaze followed Nangong Feihong’s figure.

After he left, Nangong Yaoling looked up and asked, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, it’s ready. Rest assured, Young Master, I will lace the juice with the drug, ensuring Young Master Feihong’s absolute safety."

Nangong Yaoling nodded.

Thinking of something, he couldn’t help but take out his phone.

He scrolled through the album.

Casually picking a photo, one from when he and Xia Xiaonuan were kissing intimately at a resort.

He found the recent number and sent it over.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Qin Yi glanced at the photo Nangong Yaoling sent, and his face darkened a bit.

Nangong Yaoling looked up, seeing Qin Yi’s gaze.

"What are you looking at? Get out!" he said coldly.

"Yes, Young Master! You... you remember to eat something..." Qin Yi said with a twitching mouth.

"Get lost!" Nangong Yaoling felt a strong urge to punch him the way he looked.

Qin Yi quickly dashed out the door.

*****

Situ Yan sat at the desk.

Han Sun knocked on the door, walking up with a solemn expression, "Yandi... something happened."

Situ Yan’s brow twitched, and he stood up, "Have you found Xiaonuan?"

"No... not Miss Xia," Han Sun said, "It’s... the casino was bombed. Including the film city next door, all blown up!"

Situ Yan froze for a moment.

The next second, a cold, tooth-gritted smile curled at the corners of his lips.

His fist struck the desk, "Prince Nangong, what speed! Truly decisive!" To have traced things here so quickly, it seems Nangong Yaoling’s methods are even harsher than he thought!

"What about our people?"

"There weren’t many guests at that time. Someone triggered the fire alarm first, and after guests left one after another, the casino and entertainment city exploded into dust... Our people... suffered heavy casualties..."

Situ Yan briefly closed his eyes.

"Very well." He said through gritted teeth, "It’s only a casino, a few lives, I, Situ Yan, can afford it... It’s just... this cost, Nangong Yaoling can’t bear!"

Just then.