In the world of martial arts, I can invest in countless realms.

Chapter 13 Making a Big Profit

"Uncle Tong, are you alright?"

He rushed to Shen Ruoshuang's courtyard, where Shen Tong was personally in charge. He was afraid that something might happen to the old man if someone could still succeed there.

However, when they arrived, Shen Tong didn't have any injuries, but his face was ashen, clearly indicating that he was in a very bad mood.

"I'm fine, it's just... alas, this old servant is incompetent!" Shen Tong sighed deeply as he looked inside.

"Uncle Tong, you two fought? He escaped from you?"

Shen Tong is a master at the Grandmaster level, and he can be considered a top-notch expert in the martial arts world.

To be able to escape from him can only be described as a testament to the fact that his reputation is well-deserved.

These days, are the standards for womanizers really that high?

"No!" After a moment of silence, Shen Tong continued, "To my shame, this old servant has never even seen his face."

"This old servant stood guard outside the door all night, but did not notice anything unusual."

"As night passed, this old servant originally thought that the Fragrance-Seeking Bees dared not come, so I asked someone to check on Miss Ruoshuang's condition, only to find that something had happened to her."

After speaking, Shen Tong felt like he had no way to use his strength.

He was on high alert all night, not even squinting, but he still fell victim to the poison.

Moreover, the autopsy just proved that Miss Ruoshuang was indeed defiled before her death, which is almost identical to the rumors and completely consistent with the modus operandi of Xunxiangfeng.

First defile, then kill, leaving no future trouble.

Judging from the trauma, the other party's actions were violent and lasted for a considerable period of time.

The time was not short, and these words felt like they were ripping out Shen Tong's heart, as if they were telling him of his incompetence.

To save face for Hidden Sword Manor, he even mobilized the manor's female experts to serve as personal guards for Miss Ruoshuang.

There was not a sound coming from inside the room, and the bodyguards did not notice anything unusual.

Although Shen Ruoshuang seemed to have been drugged, the female guards were not. They all kept their eyes open and stared intently at her all night, just like her.

Even so, the person was still harmed.

No matter how capable a person is, they shouldn't do these things without making a sound; it's simply beyond their comprehension.

"How is that possible? How did he get in?" For a moment, Shen Che fell silent, his mind racing with various thoughts.

There was no fighting, no struggle, and seemingly no sign of resistance.

His cousin was no weak woman; she was a tough woman who was 1.7 meters tall, weighed over 300 pounds, and was skilled in martial arts.

Even if someone is drugged, they won't completely lose consciousness without making a sound.

Moreover, the place had already been thoroughly searched before the defenses were set up, and there was no secret room or hidden passage.

We just had someone check again, but there were no newly opened secret passages. In other words, the other party definitely did not enter by opening a secret passage.

Could it be that there are martial arts techniques in the martial arts world that allow one to pass through walls, disappear underground, or become invisible?

My mind raced, and memories of various detective novels and other crime-solving stories kept swirling in my mind, along with the locked-room murder cases I had heard about.

It seems that in cases like this locked-room murder, it's either suicide or the crime was committed by someone known to the victim.

Also, I seem to recall someone hiding behind a door, blending into the crowd when everyone rushed in amidst the chaos, a perfect way to conceal themselves.

Yes, this was also a case of someone known to the victim committing the crime.

But that doesn't make sense, why isn't there even a sound?

"Something terrible has happened!"

Just then, another panicked shout rang out: "Second Miss, there's another invitation for the Second Miss!"

"What?! This is outrageous! What does he take our Hidden Sword Manor for?!"

Shen Tong snatched the invitation from the servant's hand, his face ashen. It was one thing that his layers of defense had failed to hold him back.

Not content with harming one of the young ladies in the Second Master's family, this swarm of bees has now sent invitations to another young lady.

Come back in three days, what a wonderful idea to come back in three days!

Holding the invitation from the Flower Seeker in his hand, Shen Tong tried his best to restrain himself, but the invisible aura he exuded made everyone afraid to breathe loudly.

This is tantamount to having the entire Hidden Sword Manor's face trampled underfoot and rubbed raw several times over.

If we don't kill him in three days, Hidden Sword Manor will really lose face.

Over the next three days, all the experts in the Hidden Sword Manor were mobilized.

This time, Shen Tong was really determined. He asked Shen Che for a warrant and even recalled many of the experts from Hidden Sword Manor who were stationed outside.

If they can't catch the culprit and wash away the shame, Hidden Sword Manor will truly be disgraced.

Just as the Hidden Sword Manor was being mobilized, the system in Shen Che's mind reminded him that Chen Chuan had been contacting him.

When Shen Che saw Chen Chuan again, he was also startled.

After recovering from his hand and foot injuries through martial arts training, Chen Chuan was always gentle and refined, with an upright posture.

But at this moment, his hair was gray and his body was slightly hunched.

Shen Che didn't sleep a wink last night. He even took a break to check on Chen Chuan's situation, but everything seemed to be fine.

But now, why is there so little change? Chen Chuan is almost a completely different person from before, as if all his energy and spirit have been drained.

It's only been an hour or two here, but it would have taken Chen Chuan ten days or so. How come he's become such a different person in just a few days?

"Is this congenital?" Upon closer inspection, Shen Che immediately noticed an even greater difference between Chen Chuan and before.

That aura was unmistakable; it hadn't been that long since we last met, and he had already reached the Innate Realm.

In the vast world of martial arts, a person with innate talent in their forties may not be considered anything special.

But he has only been practicing for about twenty years, starting when he was just over twenty, and he has already achieved this level of skill.

This talent, this ability—it's astounding. If word got out, it would truly put countless so-called geniuses to shame.

"Wait, your wife...."

When Chen Chuan sat up straight, Shen Che noticed that the tombstone in front of him was engraved with his wife's name.

"My wife has passed away peacefully!"

"Please accept my condolences!" Shen Che didn't know how to comfort him. Chen Chuan's wife had suffered greatly at Ruyue Tower, and her health had long since deteriorated.

I've been able to hold on until now thanks to the many high-quality medicinal herbs and prescriptions he provided.

Two months passed on my side, while more than twenty years had passed in Chen Chuan's place. I never expected that he would still not be able to hold on in the end.

"My benefactor, Yue'er is dead, and I have no desire to live on!"

"I promised you that if you helped me rescue the lady, I would give you everything I have."

"You not only saved her back then, but also gave me more than 20 years to be with her. I have no regrets."

"Now, take everything I have, my benefactor."

"I sat here for three days and discovered that my skill level had undergone a tremendous change overnight. I hope it might be of use to my benefactor."

It's clear from Chen Chuan's current state that he's utterly devastated.

This looks like they're really going to commit suicide for love.

I finally invested in a genius, but it turns out he's only into someone who plays with pure love stories.

Perhaps if it weren't for their agreement, he would have followed his wife the moment she passed away.

When you encounter someone like this in long-term investing, it's really hard not to be on your guard.

"Chen Chuan, you're only forty years old, in the prime of your life. Don't be so pessimistic."

"Your wife also wants you to live a good life, doesn't she?"

Shen Che was truly reluctant to part with such a fine horse. It only took twenty years to reach the Innate Realm; if he were given another twenty or thirty years, wouldn't he be able to take off?

"My wife did ask me to promise to live well before she passed away. She was still so gentle, but I don't want to anymore."

"I'm going to break my promise!"

The next moment, Chen Chuan lay down in the coffin that had been prepared for him long ago, right next to his wife.

"My benefactor, please take everything I have!"

"You, you..." Shen Che could tell that if he didn't quickly recoup his investment with interest, he might really kill himself.

These scholars are really stubborn.

"Sigh, fine." With a sigh, Shen Che chose to reclaim the item. Although there was some regret, it was indeed a big win.

The next moment, countless forces surged forth, easily breaking through that barrier.

As for Chen Chuan, he was staring intently at his wife, a smile still playing on his lips.