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Murong Xuan's words shocked all of the reporters present. They recorded this scene down as well. The news of Murong Xuan and Murong Batian breaking off their relationship was extremely valuable for business.

From the looks of it, this caution had been unilaterally announced by Murong Xuan. To a certain extent, it would affect the Mu Rong family's stock. When the Murong family's stock fluctuated, it might cause quite a commotion.

As for what happened in the hotel today, I think everyone should be clear about it by now. This matter was caused by Murong Batian and affected me, so I will not pursue the responsibility of the hotel, but I will reserve the right to pursue the responsibility of Murong Batian. If anyone has any questions, you can ask them.

Murong Xuan gave most of his time to the reporters. This way, everyone would believe that he really wanted to cut off all ties with Murong Xuan.

"Mister Murong, I would like to ask you this: since you don't have a job right now, can you support yourself after you break off the relationship between father and son?"

Everyone knew that Murong Xuan, the rich second generation, was always willing to make a living. His financial resources were all given to him by his father.

If he were to break off his father's relationship with Murong Batian, then he would lose all of his financial resources in the future. Murong Xuan must have considered this before making this decision, which meant that Murong Xuan had found another source of income.

And now, his source of income was what the reporters cared about. This kind of problem was like digging a hole for Murong Xuan. It depended on how he jumped over it or fell into it.

"I don't think anyone needs to worry about economic matters. I'm a man in my twenties, so I have both brains and physical strength. I don't believe that there isn't a single place in this world that can make me, Murong Xuan, make money."

"Mister Murong, old mister Mu Rong's property is now a mystery in everyone's heart. I wonder if you could share it with us?"

Murong Xuan looked at the young reporter and revealed a polite smile.

"Sorry, lady. I think I should say what I just said again. You probably didn't hear it clearly. I, Murong Xuan, will break off all relations with Mu Rong Ba Tian. Do you understand?"

The reporter saw Murong Xuan's difficult expression and could only awkwardly nod his head and retreat into the crowd.

The following questions didn't hurt at all. Of course, they were all arranged by Murong Xuan. There was no way he would fail at something as important as this.

When they left the hotel, Mu Rong Xuan sent a message to Jiang Liu'er, "It's already over here. The rest is up to you."

Sitting in the car, Murong Xuan didn't expect himself to cooperate with Jiang Liu'er one day. He even helped him do something. With a mocking smile, he told the driver to drive away.

When the news about Murong Xuan came out, everyone in the city was shocked. At the same time, Murong Batian, who had been captured by Long Yuyin, was also shocked.

Long Yu Huo sat on the sofa. He looked at Murong Ba Tian, who was tied up on a chair with an ugly face. He snapped his fingers and his underlings immediately untied this old man who was over a hundred years old.

"Mr. Murong, I don't think you've seen today's news. How about I accompany you to watch the news?"

Murong Batian snorted and closed his eyes, "I'm afraid that it might dirty my eyes." He threw a sentence to Long Yuhuo.

He got up and walked next to Murong Batian. Lowering his head, he whispered in his ear, "Just listen carefully. If you don't work with me, I will kill everyone in the Murong Family."

Murong Batian had been out for a while, so he had been mentally preparing himself for this moment. However, following the sound of the television, he felt that the last bit of defense in his heart was about to collapse.

"I, Murong Xuan, have cut off all relations with Mu Rong Ba Tian. I will never have anything to do with him again."

"Ding."

He couldn't get angry at all. He should have known that the father and son pair would reach such a state. He just didn't expect that it was right after he had been kidnapped.

No matter how much he wanted to slap Murong Xuan and say that he was an unfilial son, he could only think about it. Perhaps he should be glad that after cutting off the relationship between him and Murong Xuan, Murong Xuan would have no value in using him and saving Murong Xuan's life.

Long Yuhuo stood behind Murong Batian until the end of the program. He smiled as he turned off the TV and returned to the sofa he was sitting on, "Old man, isn't this news really good to hear?"

Only then did Murong Batian open his eyes. No matter how much he tried to suppress the emotions in his heart, his eyes still betrayed him. Looking at Murong Batian's pitiful appearance, Long Yuhuo felt extremely happy in his heart.

Murong Batian was also very patient, "Hmph, don't think that just doing something will affect me. Don't you see that when I came out to play, you were still wearing your pants and eating your pacifier."

The anger in his heart was ignited by Murong Batian's words. No matter what, he was now a lot better off than Murong Batian, how could he let someone touch the ground on his head?

Even now, you're still being stubborn with me. Fine, then let me see how long you can hold on, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you'll end up with no children, and you'll become a ghost that pesters me every day. I still have to spend money to hire a mage to fix your soul.

Long Yuhuo mumbled to himself as he ordered his subordinates to drag Murong Batian into the basement of the mansion.

Because the basement hadn't been exposed to the sunlight for a long time, it was cold and damp. Coupled with the fact that Long Yuhuo had long since used this place as a hiding place to do some shameful things, there was the faint smell of blood and formalin mixed in it.

After smelling this smell, Murong Batian's stomach started to churn. If it wasn't for the effort he put in to suppress it, he would have vomited long ago.

"I want to see how you continue to be so stubborn."

In ancient times, people were the most used to using violence to suppress their opponents, so all kinds of strange and weird ways of executing punishment were out of the question, even though the legal system was in perfect condition, these types of punishment had already disappeared.

But the things in the past had always existed, they couldn't just disappear like that. No matter what kind of state they existed in, they could still use some methods to preserve it.

When he faced opponents that gave him headaches and wasted time, he would put them on the table to talk. Firstly, it was to put pressure on them, and secondly, it was purely to satisfy his own abnormal mentality.

Murong Batian was a little surprised when he saw that the underground room had been made into the same way as the ancient execution grounds by Long Yu Huo. Even though he already had the idea of dying by Long Yu Huo's hands, he didn't think that a person with over a hundred years of pension would die soon and would still suffer.

" To use violence to suppress violence, young people are young people after all? "

Murong Batian suddenly remembered that when he first came into contact with Jiang Liu'er, what he said was very appropriate.

On the other hand, Long Yu Huo felt that it didn't matter what Murong Ba Tian said right now. Even if he was being stubborn, he felt that it was just a scream before his death.

" "If you want to say something, just say it. I'm afraid that you won't even be conscious for a while and won't even be able to make a sound. My pleasure has really been greatly reduced."

To him, this level of torture was just the tip of the iceberg. In the end, he just wanted to work together with Murong Batian, and when the situation got too serious, the old man Murong Batian would die, and all his efforts would be for naught.

"Hmph, whatever. I, Murong Batian, am never afraid of anything."

He, Murong Batian, was no exception. Other than when he was on the verge of death, that young man, Long Yu Huo, was only a little kid who knew how to drink milk from his mouth. If he wanted to fight with Murong Ba Tian, he had to see if he had that kind of strength.

While waiting for the furnace to burn, Long Yuyin played with his phone. No one around him said a word. In the empty basement, only the crackling sounds of the stove burning could be heard.

Murong Batian closed his eyes. He had considered Songkou cooperating with Long Yuhuo, but then he gave up on this idea. Once he cooperated with Long Yuhuo, it meant that there would be restrictions on a certain aspect. No matter what, Murong Enterprise was still the property of his family.

Moreover, there was someone in his heart that he couldn't let go of. It would have been fine if he hadn't had Murong Xuan, but now he had no choice but to think about such things.

When the furnace was almost done burning, Long Yuyin stood up and took out a soldering iron. Looking at the red-hot iron, he let out a cold laugh. He walked over to Murong Batian and moved the soldering iron closer to his face.

When the hot iron was still quite a distance away from Murong Batian's face, he could already clearly feel it. Murong Batian's body also started to tense up.

Although he had already comforted himself countless of times in his heart, that he had only caught Long Yu's torch to force him to cooperate, and he hadn't let go, Long Yu Huo couldn't possibly do anything to him, but Long Yu Huo's actions now showed that his self-consoling thoughts were completely wrong.