In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Although Wu Sansheng has disappeared, Wu Erbai is still here.

The second son of the Wu family, Wu Erbai, is also a great figure.

As he spoke, Su Mo glanced at Wu Xie again, "These kinds of things will only happen more often in the future, so you guys need to be extra careful..."

With Wu Sansheng gone, the Changsha gambling dens were leaderless and began to pressure the Wu family. Just as Taotie said, this is a very normal thing in the underworld.

Pan Zi said, "Young Master San will inherit Third Master's mantle, and the Wu family's things will not fall into the hands of others!"

Su Mo nodded slightly, "That's for the best!"

Su Mo wasn't too concerned about this, because in the original novel, Wu Xie eventually put on a human skin mask and became "Wu Sansheng," inheriting all of Wu Sansheng's business empires.

Let's go...

Su Mo stepped into Wu Shan Ju, saying, "Just got off the plane, I'm so sleepy, I need to get a good night's sleep..."

Pan Zi took out his phone and started calling for reinforcements, mobilizing his men to strengthen Wu Sanju's security.

"Ring ring!"

Just as I was about to dial, my phone suddenly rang.

Pan Zi was taken aback and said, "Third Master, it's Second Master on the phone..."

Wu Xie blinked. "Second Uncle?"

Chapter 222: Wu Erbai, the Second Son of the Wu Family

Pan Zi looked at Wu Xie, "Third Master, was that Second Master calling?"

Wu Xie blinked. "Second Uncle?"

Upon hearing their voices, Su Mo also turned to look at Wu Xie.

It seems I was right; everything that happened here was indeed under Wu Erbai's control.

"Ok!"

Pan Zi nodded and then handed the phone to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie glanced at Pan Zi, then answered the phone, "Second Uncle...I..."

Wu Xie had just opened his mouth when he was ruthlessly interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone, "Wu Xie, didn't Song Shishang go to Wu Shan Ju..."

"Since he wants it, then give him Wushan Residence!"

"Hmph, I'll make him spit it all out, just like he ate it!"

"With the third brother gone, I refuse to believe these petty thugs can cause any trouble!"

On the other end of the phone, Wu Erbai's voice was steady and powerful, giving people a sense of security.

"Second Uncle..."

Wu Xie glanced at Song Shishao's corpse not far away and said, "Song Shishao is dead!"

"..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. "What happened?"

Wu Xie glanced at Su Mo, then briefly explained what had happened.

Wu Erbai, the phone guy, lost his previous calm voice, "You mean Master Su has come to Hangzhou?"

Wu Xie nodded, "Yes, it's at Wu Shan Ju!"

"Okay, I understand... beep beep beep!"

After Wu Erbai finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

Wu Xie looked at Su Mo, somewhat embarrassed, "Master Su... my second uncle is actually a pretty good person!"

"hehe…"

Su Mo smiled and said, "Your second uncle is quite an interesting person..."

Let's go...

Su Mo didn't think much of it, "Let's get him something to eat. He was eating seafood every day in Xisha, it's too oily for him, so let's get something light..."

"Row!"

Wu Xie shook his head repeatedly, "No problem, I'll have someone do it right away!"

.........

Dinner time.

Wu Xie specially arranged for someone to prepare several authentic Hangzhou dishes for Su Mo, and Su Mo praised them highly after tasting them.

"Drip drip!"

As the group was eating, they saw a black sedan drive smoothly into Wu Sanju.

Pan Zi stood up and said, "It's Second Master!"

Wu Xie sat upright, looking quite afraid of his second uncle.

"Snapped!"

The car door was pushed open, and Wu Erbai stepped out.

He was tall and slender, his long black trench coat extending past his knees, with a well-defined silhouette and exquisite, unique features.

Wearing glasses, he appeared very refined, but the shrewd glint in his eyes from time to time made him someone not to be underestimated.

Wu Xie said, "Second Uncle!"

Wu Erbai nodded and looked up at Su Mo.

Su Mo put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said, "It's been many years since we last met, but Second Master is still as dashing as ever!"

Compared to their chance encounter at the Crescent Hotel years ago, Wu Erbai was less arrogant and had become more composed.

"Oh…"

Wu Erbai's lips curled up, and he said, "I can't compare to Master Su. Master Su is still so young..."

Su Mo chuckled, "This is nothing. Tomb raiders never know when they'll die down there. This glimpse into the lives of ordinary people is useless. Second Master, on the other hand, lives a comfortable life and has long since distanced himself from conflict..."

"Wu Xie..."

Su Mo remained composed and firmly held the sway, saying, "Please add some chopsticks for your second uncle; he's a guest, after all!"

"..."

This is where my second uncle has lived since he was a child, how could he be a guest!

Wu Xie was speechless for a moment, but he still stood up and personally added a pair of chopsticks for his second uncle.

Wu Erbai took his seat, and Su Mo personally poured tea for him. The two acted like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

The two had only met once at the New Moon Hotel years ago. Wu Erbai dared not presume, and after drinking a cup of tea personally poured by Su Mo, he asked humbly, "Master Su, what brings you to Hangzhou?"

Su Mo laughed, "Wu Xie, we're trying to avoid the limelight, aren't we?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Wu Xie nodded repeatedly, "Second Uncle, Master Su is indeed here to lay low, after all, what happened at Warehouse Eleven..."

Wu Xie had barely opened his mouth to speak when Wu Erbai immediately scolded, "Shut up! What do you know, you little kid... Why would Master Su need to hide in Hangzhou to avoid the storm..."

"Hahaha…"

Su Mo laughed loudly, "Everyone says the second son of the Wu family is incredibly wise, and it certainly lives up to the reputation..."

Wu Erbai asked, puzzled, "What brings you here?"

A faint, eerie light flickered in Su Mo's pupils. "Corpses... I came for corpses..."

Corpse?

Wu Erbai was taken aback, his pupils dilating. "Previously, the remnants of the Nine Gates era, following your instructions, did indeed transport Buddha's body to Hangzhou, where it's currently in a warehouse of one of my small companies..."

"My Wu family has always been neutral. If you wish to reduce the Buddha to ashes, I will absolutely not interfere!"

Wu Erbai solemnly assured Su Mo.

"Cough cough cough..."

Upon hearing Wu Erbai's words, Su Mo coughed.

Seeing this, Qiongqi quickly brought over a cup of tea.

Su Mo moistened his mouth and felt much better.

However, in his heart, Su Mo had already labeled Wu Erbai as someone not to be trifled with.

Ruthless!

The second son of the Wu family is indeed a ruthless person!

No wonder Wu Xie once said in the original novel, "To scheme against my second uncle is tantamount to courting death!"

Killing someone is nothing more than a beheading; the body is crushed and scattered to the winds. Such ruthlessness is something even the Four Fiends would be ashamed of.

Wu Erbai asked in surprise, "You didn't come for Buddha's corpse?"

"No, no, no..."

Su Mo shook his head, "You should keep Buddha's body..."

"I am here for..."

Su Mo looked up and gazed in the direction of the Wu family's old courtyard.

The area was filled with towering black mist, clearly forming a ghostly realm.

This ghost realm is worlds apart from Buddha's Eleven Warehouse.

Just one glance, and Su Mo felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

Wu Erbai called out, "Master Su...Master Su?"

"Ok?"