The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 543: Who killed Ahao?

"You’ve gone mad!" Zhan Zhengtong genuinely felt that Lady Dongfang was in an unstable state now. In the past, Lady Dongfang had been so elegant, so exquisite, so beautiful. But now, the woman in front of her resembled a deranged madwoman, biting anyone she came across.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hao’s death had such a significant impact on Lady Dongfang.

Sigh...

The blow to her was also substantial. No matter what, Yan Hao had been her son whom she had raised for over twenty years, always hands-on, eager to give him everything the best in the world.

But suddenly, this son was no longer hers.

How could she endure it?

Because she couldn’t endure it, she fled from the Capital City, unwilling to see Yan Hao again. She feared that each time she saw him, she would cry again, unable to let go of Yan Hao.

But what she didn’t expect was that shortly after she returned to the Zhan Family, Yan Hao died.

"My son is dead, why should your son still be alive? We all must die!"

This was the last thing Lady Dongfang said to Zhan Zhengtong.

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Jiang Nuo, all alone, directly rode the Divine Weapon Thunder Light Sword to the suburbs, landing in the courtyard of Lady Dongfang’s villa.

"You’ve arrived!"

Lady Dongfang was dressed in a bright red cross-collared ancient robe, wearing an elaborate gold phoenix hairpin, dressed as if she were attending a grand banquet.

"Yes! Where’s my mom?" Jiang Nuo jumped down from the Divine Weapon Thunder Light Sword, picked up the sword, and held it upright in his hand. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"What’s the rush? We still have some things to clear up."

"I don’t know you, what nonsense do I have to clear up with you?" Jiang Nuo frowned slightly.

"As long as your mom is in my hands, that’s enough."

Jiang Nuo: "..." This reason was irrefutable.

"Follow me," Lady Dongfang gestured for him to follow.

Jiang Nuo didn’t hesitate, carrying the Divine Weapon Thunder Light Sword on his shoulder.

"Where are we going?"

"To see my son, Yan Hao."

In a pure white room, a coffin was placed in the center. The coffin was covered with various ornate decorations, bordered in gold, making it appear exceptionally luxurious.

A sacrificial table was placed in front of the coffin, with incense candles lit, along with a few plates of offerings.

Lady Dongfang entered the room, gently caressing the coffin, even pressing her face intimately against it: "Yan Hao, mom has come to see you! Did you sleep well today?"

Of course, she expected no reply, nor did she require one, talking to herself for quite some time.

Jiang Nuo frowned slightly, remaining silent.

After conversing with the person in the coffin for a while, Lady Dongfang looked up at him and said, "Do you dare swear to my son’s coffin that you did not lay a hand on him?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare, I didn’t kill him in the first place."

"Alright then, swear that if my son was killed by you, you shall be left without wife and child, and your home will be destroyed."

Jiang Nuo was somewhat disdainful; why did these people always feel he was fiercely competing with Yan Hao? Just for the Yan Family? What a joke, would he want such a family?

"I swear, if Yan Hao was killed by me, then may my home be destroyed, and I be left without wife and child. Satisfied now? Where’s my mom?"

Earlier, Lady Dongfang only suspected that Yan Hao’s death was unnatural but wasn’t sure who the culprit was. Seeing Jiang Nuo’s confident demeanor, she figured perhaps he really wasn’t involved.

But even so, she wouldn’t let him go.

As she had said, since her son was dead, Zhan Zhengtong’s son shouldn’t live either.

Lady Dongfang stood up and clapped her hands.

There was a commotion behind Jiang Nuo as two burly men appeared carrying a chair, and on the chair sat Zhan Zhengtong, bound hand and foot, her mouth even sealed with tape.

Zhan Zhengtong anxiously shook her head at Jiang Nuo.

Unfortunately, Jiang Nuo didn’t understand her expression, thinking she was urging him to rescue her soon, helplessly saying, "Mom, don’t worry, I’ll rescue you in a bit!"

Hearing his words, Zhan Zhengtong became frantic: "Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." I’m not asking you to save me, I’m telling you to leave quickly, this is a trap! Lady Dongfang doesn’t want to let you save me, she wants to perish together with us.

"I wonder how long Jiang Nuo has been cultivating?"

"Not many months."

"To manage to make a name for yourself in the Cultivation World in just a few months, Jiang Nuo, you truly are impressive. I wonder if I have the honor to have a duel with you, to see if this woman who has cultivated for more than thirty years can defeat a man who has only cultivated for a few months. If you win, you may take your mom away; if you lose, either you or your mom stay here with your lives. My son is dead, someone has to pay for it!"

"Do you mean what you say?"

"I mean what I say."

"Alright then, let’s do it!" Jiang Nuo, unafraid, raised the Divine Weapon Thunder Light Sword in front of his chest, confronting Lady Dongfang.

If he wasn’t concerned about Zhan Zhengtong’s safety, he wouldn’t even want to converse with this woman.

Lady Dongfang curved her lips: "You really are hasty, this is my son’s funeral hall, I can’t bear to disturb him, let’s go to the courtyard."

Thus, they returned to the courtyard again.

"Hah–" Lady Dongfang let out a soft shout, and two Dual Swords suddenly appeared in her hands, rocketing forward, attacking Jiang Nuo fiercely.

Jiang Nuo swung his long sword, blocking her.

"Bang–"

Lady Dongfang’s Dual Swords clamped onto Jiang Nuo’s long sword.

"Do you know, back then I had no intention to switch sons, it was Yan Shanchuan who proposed replacing my son in your place as the Yan Family’s Young Master."

"Oh!"

Jiang Nuo had no reaction.

Wasn’t this matter known long before?

Lady Dongfang was surprised: "You don’t care?"

The two swiftly separated again, Jiang Nuo summoned dozens of white light spheres, waved his hand, and all flew towards Lady Dongfang.

Meanwhile, Lady Dongfang recited a mantra with a soft shout, making all the light spheres explode and vanish into the air upon nearing her.

Simultaneously, her figure disappeared on the spot.

"Bang–"

A pair of Dual Swords stabbed from left and right towards Jiang Nuo’s back.

Jiang Nuo swiftly turned around, the Divine Weapon Thunder Light Sword crackling as lightning flashed, colliding with the Dual Swords.

"Why aren’t you dead? If you had died, none of this would have happened today!" Lady Dongfang shouted, relentlessly wielding the Dual Swords at Jiang Nuo. Her attacks were fierce and her moves cunning, targeting vital points.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed.

Seeing that this approach wasn’t working, she quickly retreated, leaping ten meters away, pressing her hand to the ground. Suddenly, a circle of golden steel hoops emerged from the ground.

Jiang Nuo happened to be standing in the center of the steel hoops.

As Lady Dongfang lifted the steel hoops, vertical iron pillars appeared beneath, stabbing up into the clouds with a "whoosh".