In terms of familial feeling, he was more willing to believe Third Uncle was dead.
In terms of human nature, that old thing had most likely run off and deliberately kept it from him, wanting him to shoulder the blame for this dereliction of duty.
The second guess fit reality better, didn't it?
Because of this, Yuan Qu's emotions were now pulled extremely taut, to the point where the slightest touch might set him off.
Just then, one of his Qi Refining Third Layer subordinates jogged over, his expression a little strange as he said, "City Lord Yuan, the envoy lord has ordered action."
"What?"
Yuan Qu nearly jumped up. He grabbed his subordinate by the front of his clothes, his eyes bloodshot.
"Has he gone mad? It's daytime. If we carry out mass kidnappings now, the higher-ups will definitely discover it!"
"No..."
The subordinate said uneasily.
"The envoy lord and several disciples of Vulture Peak Sect seem to want to search the whole city for a mysterious person. This person seized the lord's disciple last night, a cultivator named Wang Wu."
Only then did Yuan Qu calm down slightly.
"Wang Wu? I know him. He went missing?"
"Yes."
"Little bastard, delaying this old man's business even at a time like this."
After cursing a few times in passing, Yuan Qu gradually calmed down. He felt that something was wrong, and the image of Third Uncle's spotless bamboo hut surfaced in his mind again.
"No. Where is the envoy sent by Vulture Peak Sect?"
The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"The envoy lord said he was leaving the city to search, and the city would be left to us."
"Bullshit. He ran... he must have run!"
In this world, the smarter someone was, the more they believed