Chapter 1581: Could the Old Man Have Hired a Master?

Feng Fuce promptly glanced at Bai Zhi’er, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

His wife’s sleeping face was serene.

Thus, Feng Fuce made a signal to his son with his eyes.

Fen Linxing nodded gently.

Afterward, the father and son quietly tiptoed out of bed.

Feng Fuce tucked Bai Zhi’er in nicely, while Fen Linxing placed his pillow in Bai Zhi’er’s arms, so she would unconsciously cuddle it, thinking her son was still there.

After doing all this, the father and son exited the room.

Moreover, with a raise of Feng Fuce’s hand, the entire room was enveloped by an invisible barrier.

If a fight breaks out and the opponents cry like slaughtered pigs, it won’t wake Bai Zhi’er.

Feng Fuce and Fen Linxing walked down the hallway, flanking the darkness from left and right.

Meanwhile, the study room where their luggage was stored was being thoroughly searched by two bodyguards.

A woman draped in mink fur, oozing charm, leaned against the table.

She urged coldly, "Hurry up and search, we must find out who they are. If they’re private detectives or lawyers hired by the old man to transfer shares ahead of time, that would be bad."

The two bodyguards, with flashlights in their mouths, quickly rifled through everything several times.

The luggage contained mainly mirrors or iron objects resembling awls.

One of the bodyguards even lifted a gong and drum from the Magic Artifact box.

He was baffled, "This family is too strange, what are these things they’re carrying?"

The woman was equally perplexed.

"Could it be the old man hired a master? Trying to extend his life?"

Suddenly.

The gong and drum in the bodyguard’s hand seemed to lighten, as if a small hand in the darkness had pulled them away.

The bodyguard rubbed his eyes, staring at the pale little hand clutching Poro.

Moonlight glinted on the fingers, startling him awake, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

"A ghost!" he shouted.

However, when his partner aimed the flashlight over, the room was empty and the gong and drum had vanished.

The bodyguard panted heavily, and the woman was equally frightened.

Seeing no one else was there, she stepped forward and viciously kicked the bodyguard.

"You useless thing! Screaming for what? If you wake that family and the old man finds out, watch how I deal with you! Shut up and search quickly!"

With that, the woman turned her head, planning to search the safe in the study.

What if they stored important documents in there?

Suddenly!

At the moment she turned around, a little ghostly head hanging upside down from the ceiling appeared.

Fen Linxing held a flashlight illuminating his jaw, squinting as he smiled, "What are you looking for?"

The woman froze, and the next second her scream pierced the sky.

Fen Linxing found it too jarring, frowning in displeasure, he delivered a punch directly to the woman’s nose, knocking her out cold.

Meanwhile, those two security guards had already been silently taken down, though it was unclear when.

Then, the light in the study turned on.

Feng Fuce had already opened the door.

He calmly observed the three unconscious individuals, raising his eyebrows and asking his son, "Is this how you wanted me to see how you resolved things?"

Fen Linxing placed the gong and drum back in the box.

He scoffed, "It was this stupid group that almost let the evil ghost out of my gong and drum, then mother would definitely be worried."

If his mother was upset, he would get angry.

So he merely gave a few punches, which was already decent enough.

Feng Fuce chuckled, his ears twitching slightly, having heard the sounds outside the villa.

He beckoned his son, "Let’s go, such a big commotion has already alerted the homeowners, we’ll have to offer some explanations."

Fen Linxing secured everything in place, then with a few quick steps, hopped into his father’s arms.