Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1209 Take it easy

With a "whoosh" as the engine started, the wheels kicked up a cloud of dust, and it sped off down the mountain.

He didn't dare linger at the entrance of Dingyun Palace.

Jiang Xiaochuan's "No comment" message likely means he'll never hear from him again.

If Jiang Xiaochuan dies in Dingyun Palace, and Tang Long can seize the opportunity to turn the tables, he will be a meritorious person who helps Tang Long get rid of a thorn in his side, and his status and position will rise accordingly.

If Jiang Xiaochuan survives by chance, he should take the money he got from Tang Long and leave the capital as soon as possible, never to return.

He knew Jiang Xiaochuan's methods all too well. As long as he was alive, he would definitely settle scores with him, and Jiang Xiaochuan wouldn't even know how he died.

The car sped along until it left the mountains and saw the skyscrapers of Beijing. Only then did Zhao Qiankun dare to ask the driver to slow down and take out his phone to send a message to Tang Long.

At the same time, the cable car slowly ascended, with lush green forests below and clouds churning in the distance, making the entire view of Dingyun Palace increasingly clear.

The entire complex is built against the mountain, with its green tiles and white walls blending seamlessly with the rocks and trees. There is no deliberate extravagance, but it exudes a natural grandeur and seclusion.

Jiang Xiaochuan thought to himself: Dingyun Palace is indeed worthy of its reputation. Qing Shanhe's vision and energy in building a clubhouse in such a place are truly admirable.

My curiosity about this reclusive billionaire has grown even stronger.

Upon reaching the summit, the cable car doors opened, and a waiter was already waiting beside him, bowing and indicating, "Sir, you are waiting for you at Tingzhu Pavilion. Please follow me."

Jiang Xiaochuan followed the waiter forward. There were no extra guards along the way, but he could sense eyes peeking out from the shadows. The guards were very well concealed and were obviously experts.

Walking along a path paved with bluestone slabs, with neatly trimmed bamboo groves on both sides, the wind rustling the bamboo leaves creates a particularly serene atmosphere.

At the end of the building is a pavilion with the three large characters "Tingzhuxuan" on the plaque.

As you walk through the quiet bamboo path, the wooden door of Tingzhuxuan slowly opens in front of you.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked inside and saw that the interior furnishings were minimalist yet subtly sophisticated, with a middle-aged man sitting behind a pearwood tea table.

Dressed in a dark-patterned Tang suit, with a refined and scholarly appearance yet exuding an aura of authority from someone long accustomed to a high position, it was none other than Qing Shanhe.

"It's you, Jiang Xiaochuan?"

Qing Shanhe looked up and clearly recognized him.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a double surprise – he was surprised that this reclusive tycoon knew him, and he was even more surprised by the other party's surprised tone.

He suppressed his doubts and went straight to the point: "Mr. Qing, I've been entrusted to come here today to deliver a message..."

"No comment."

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Shanhe slowly raised his hand to interrupt him.

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback – the other party actually knew about this all along?

"Young Master Jiang, you've made quite a name for yourself in the capital. Haven't you heard a thing?"

Qing Shanhe picked up the purple clay teapot and slowly poured aged white tea. As the aroma of the tea wafted through the air, his tone carried a hint of teasing.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt somewhat ashamed. He had just established himself in the capital, and his intelligence network was still very weak. He had originally had the opportunity to infiltrate the Murong family last night to find out Tang Long's secrets.

But Tang Ran disrupted his plans. Thinking of this, he secretly regretted it—he should have returned to the Murong family after dealing with Tang Ran.

"To tell you the truth, 'no comment' was not a letter sent to me at all; it was a code."

Qing Shanhe put down the teapot, his tone becoming more candid.

As a "God of Wealth" who controls enormous wealth, Qing Shanhe has a unique perspective.

He had long heard of Jiang Xiaochuan's feat of standing up to the Japanese and breaking the industry monopoly, and he saw the potential value of this young man, which is why he was willing to say more.

"I won't lie to you, Tang Long is hiding in a place where no one can find him."

"He declared that whoever delivers these four words will be the one he has revealed his biggest secret to."

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes, and he had already sentenced Tang Long to death in his heart.

Others might not know Tang Long's hiding place, but he knew it perfectly well. Once he got away, that guy's death would be imminent.

Seeing that Qing Shanhe meant no harm, Jiang Xiaochuan no longer concealed anything and entered the room, saying frankly, "Mr. Qing, to be honest, I have a grudge against Tang Long. He summoned me here only to use me as a scapegoat."

"As for his secrets, I know nothing about them."

After speaking, he slightly concealed his aura, secretly making preparations.

If Qing Shanhe insists on pressing the issue, he wouldn't mind taking action first to calm the other party down, and then slowly proving his innocence.

"Maybe."

Qing Shanhe seemed to have known everything all along, and his eyes held a hint of regret as he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan. "Who can really tell what's true and what's false?"

"But... since Tang Long has used this as evidence and asked me to vouch for him, I doubt he would dare to lie to me."

"Protect?"

Jiang Xiaochuan keenly grasped this key word.

Seeing that he had grasped the key point, Qing Shanhe no longer held back:

"I'll say one more thing today because of you. Tang Long asked you to convey these four words, but the person who really wants to hear them isn't me; it's someone else."

"I am grateful to those gentlemen for thinking so highly of me, and I took the lead as a witness. I never expected that the person who came would be you."

He paused, then his tone returned to its initial calm: "I have fulfilled Tang Long's request. The rest will be discussed with you by those other people."

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart sank; this pool of water was deeper than he had imagined.

With a soft "click," a bookshelf on one side of the room slowly slid open, revealing a hidden door.

"I think Young Master Jiang will grant me the honor of going in for a chat."

After saying that, Qing Shanhe walked inside without looking back.

With things having come to this point, Jiang Xiaochuan had no choice but to step inside.

"What courage!"

Qing Shanhe nodded approvingly and led the way.

Behind the hidden door was a narrow passage leading to a larger room.

The room was extremely dark, with most of the space covered by a thick red cloth that hung to the ground, dividing the room in two.

Jiang Xiaochuan's first reaction was to circulate his aura to investigate, but he found that an invisible energy barrier surrounded the red cloth, completely blocking his investigation and making it impossible to detect the aura of the person behind the cloth.

"Gentlemen, please be gentle."

Qing Shanhe slowly said towards the direction of the red cloth, "If it is confirmed that this Young Master Jiang is alright, let him leave unharmed. I am willing to vouch for him."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Qing Shanhe.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides and with his life hanging in the balance, Qing Shanhe was actually willing to vouch for him.

This person is not only a god of wealth, but also a person who knows how to weigh things and has the courage to act, but Jiang Xiaochuan would never be so naive as to completely trust him.

Qing Shanhe's "protection" is most likely based on his potential value rather than simply goodwill.

This aligns with Jiang Xiaochuan's original intention in coming here; if he could get out, he could have a good chat with this businessman.