Live-in Son-in-law

Mo Wuji was silent for a moment, then looked up at Qin Yi: "Brother Qin, can we speak privately?"

Qin Yi laughed: "If you have something to say, just say it here. Although Yiren is a bit slow, she's very tight-lipped."

Liu Yiren rolled her eyes dramatically.

Mo Wuji nodded, "In that case, I'll get straight to the point."

"Brother Qin, actually my purpose for seeking you out this time is to ask for your help."

"Oh?" Qin Yi was curious, "What do you need me to help you with?"

"I want to become the next Family Head of the Mo Family," said Mo Wuji.

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly: "To become the next Family Head, I can't help you with that, I'm not even the current head of your family."

"No, Brother Qin, you can definitely help me. I am weak and alone in the Mo Family; by myself, it's hard to accomplish anything. Brother Qin, you are resourceful, and with the influence of your Peace Army, you can surely help me."

Qin Yi said indifferently: "Young Master Mo, I do admire you, but admiration is one thing. Leaving aside whether I can really help you, even if I could, why should I?"

"As long as Brother Qin is willing to help me, the day I become the Family Head, the entire Mo Family will be allied with Brother Qin."

Qin Yi was slightly surprised: "You mean, you plan to bring the entire Mo Family to join me?"

"Yes." Mo Wuji answered firmly, "If Brother Qin helps me, if successful, I am willing to lead the entire Mo Family to follow you. If we fail, Brother Qin loses nothing."

"Young Master Mo, I never believe in things falling from the sky." Qin Yi sneered, "Moreover, how can you be so sure I can help you? The Nan Family is a powerful hidden family; I'm afraid not even my Peace Army can deal with them?"

Mo Wuji smiled bitterly: "I know. But currently, in this world, only Brother Qin dares to oppose the Mo Family. Others dare not interfere in our family matters."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this. I don't need the Nan Family's allegiance. The Peace Army, once matured, won't be any weaker than your Nan Family's influence." Qin Yi coldly declined.

Mo Wuji's face was full of bitterness, somewhat dejected.

"I'm very curious, recently you've given me the impression that you are not someone who craves power. Have you been pretending these past few days?"

"I am not someone who craves power." Mo Wuji said seriously.

"Then why do you want to take the position of Mo Family Head?"

Mo Wuji suddenly clenched his teeth: "I want to avenge my mother and fulfill my father's dying wishes."

"If Brother Qin has time, can you listen to my story?"

"I'm all ears. But I hope this story isn't made up by you."

Mo Wuji bitterly smiled: "Who would make up a story about their own parents?"

"The current head of the Nan Family is my second granduncle. I'm not of his direct line, just a collateral branch."

"Back then, my father was extraordinarily gifted, suppressing the younger generation of the Nan Family, making my second granduncle's direct line feel threatened. However, due to my great-grandfather being alive then and favoring my father, no one dared do anything."

"You might not imagine, my father was a peerless talent, yet my mother was an ordinary woman from a regular family. They met during his travels, just like those clichéd TV dramas, they fell in love, and later had me."

"But the Nan Family's rules are extremely strict; how could they allow my mother to enter the Nan Family? There was no choice; my mother could only live outside with me, while my father could visit us only occasionally."

"When I was five, one late night, a black-clothed figure suddenly broke in; my mother, being an ordinary person, was killed before she could react. Of course, I couldn't escape the fate either."

"But aren't you doing fine now?" Liu Yiren asked curiously.

Mo Wuji displayed a grim look, suddenly tearing open his collar to reveal a noticeable scar on the left side of his chest, which Qin Yi and Liu Yiren immediately recognized as a sword wound.

"At that time, the person stabbed me, thinking I was dead. Little did they know, I was born different; my heart is on the right side. Only I and my parents knew this secret."

Qin Yi and Liu Yiren were shocked. It's not unheard of for someone to have their heart on the right side, but it was unexpected that Mo Wuji survived because of it, truly fortunate.

"And then what happened?" Liu Yiren asked.

Mo Wuji pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice: "After the black-clothed person left, my father arrived shortly after, and I was luckily saved and survived."

"After my injury healed, my father took me back to the Nan Family; after all, I also bore the Nan Family's blood. But my father was despairing and depressed from then on, his cultivation plummeted, and a few years later, he passed away."

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly: "Your father's death isn't quite natural."

"Brother Qin is perceptive; indeed, my father's death was unusual. But I was young then and too heartbroken and frightened to realize it."

"Until one day, I discovered my father's newly erected tombstone had collapsed, and the lower half had turned black, completely weathered. The grass around the tomb was dead and blackened; it was then I noticed something was wrong. I secretly took some of the grass back for research in private, only to find that they were poisoned. That's when I suspected there was something wrong with my father's death."

"However, without my father's protection, I was weak and alone in the Nan Family. It was alright during the years my great-grandfather was alive, but later I lived no better than a servant in the Nan Family. When I grew up and had some ability, I continued investigating this matter."

"Desert Stone Grass." Qin Yi suddenly spoke.

Mo Wuji's eyes snapped to Qin Yi, full of shock: "How did Brother Qin know?"

"Because in my memory, only Desert Stone Grass has such a strong toxicity, capable of corroding stone. When you mentioned your father's newly erected tombstone had collapsed, the bottom turned black like it weathered, I guessed your father was poisoned by Desert Stone Grass. This poison emanated from your father's corpse. And, I guess after your mother passed, your father drank excessively every day?"

Mo Wuji's eyes reddened, "Brother Qin, you're absolutely right. After my mother died, my father drowned his sorrows in alcohol daily."

"It's not hard to guess; Desert Stone Grass is not poisonous by itself, even if eaten like food, but only reacts gradually when large amounts of alcohol are consumed. It won't kill instantly; this poison liquid will slowly corrode your heart veins. After a long time, even an immortal can't save you."

Mo Wuji's eyes were slightly red, "Every word Brother Qin says is true."

Qin Yi sighed: "I guess the one behind all this is your second granduncle's line, the current orthodox line of the Nan Family, right?"

Mo Wuji's eyes widened.

"Don't be surprised. The bystander always sees more clearly. Your second granduncle's lineage must have been wary of your father's talents; I bet they were the ones who killed your mother as well. That black-clothed figure killed your mother, and shortly after your father appeared; that suggests your father knew who killed your mother."

"Your second granduncle's line feared revenge and thus killed your father. Now you aim to become the next Family Head to avenge your parents, correct?"

Mo Wuji looked at Qin Yi in astonishment, full of admiration: "Had I known Brother Qin when I was young, I wouldn't have spent so much time secretly investigating all this."