As soon as Cao Yanmei gave the order, the black-clad men hesitated not for a moment and immediately moved toward the coffin.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Lin Fan suddenly waved his hand and said softly.

In his narrowed eyes, a gleam of light flashed as he quickly rolled up his sleeves, placed his hands on the lid of the coffin, and let a strand of Powerful Qi spread from his palms!

Crack~

As everyone wondered what Lin Fan intended to do, a crisp sound suddenly rang out, and the tightly shut lid of the coffin was pried open by Lin Fan by a narrow slit!

Crack, crack, crack~

Following successive crisp sounds, the lid of the coffin was easily pushed halfway open by Lin Fan in no time!

Upon seeing this, Cao Yanmei and the others' expressions changed dramatically. Being wealthy, the quality of the coffins they used was understandably good. The weight of the coffin lid alone couldn't be budged by fewer than two or three strong men, yet in Lin Fan's hands, it opened as simply as having a meal? Their faces showed signs of shock!

Seeing the coffin opened, Cao Yanmei and the others rushed to gather around!

But when Lin Fan's gaze fell on Elder Cao Zhong's corpse, his brows furrowed tightly!

Elder Cao Zhong appeared to have passed peacefully, even with a slight smile on his lips. His pale complexion was like a sheet of paper, chilling to behold. Yet, on his forehead, there was an egg-sized black spot!

Moreover, typically, after a person dies, there shouldn't be any corpse odor for a short period. Additionally, the Cao Family had unique methods to preserve Elder Cao Zhong's body, which should prevent decay even after two or three days. Strangely, within only half a day, a pungent corpse odor permeated heavily from Elder Cao Zhong's body!

"Was this black spot there before?" Lin Fan immediately asked Cao Yanmei.

"I don't think so... Lin Fan, what is this?" Cao Yanmei asked, eyebrows knitted tightly in confusion.

However, Lin Fan did not answer, instead curling his lips into a peculiar smile. Clearly, this black spot was something that appeared on those poisoned to death!

Lin Fan was aware of the Cao Family's defense capabilities. Even entering himself would require effort, yet Elder Cao Zhong perished in his own well-guarded home. There could only be one possibility — an inside traitor in the Cao Family!

As for who the traitor was, Lin Fan wasn't certain. To avoid alerting the enemy, he didn't reveal it but swiftly pulled out a Cow Hair Needle and thrust it toward the egg-sized black spot!

"What do you think you're doing?" Du Huarong suddenly shouted sharply, grabbing Lin Fan's wrist.

Lin Fan's lips curled into a cold smile, "What? Are you scared now?"

Hearing this, a hint of panic flickered in Du Huarong's eyes. Though she quickly masked it, Lin Fan still noticed it.

"Who... who is scared! Lin, you opened my dad's coffin—that's bad enough—but now you're poking his forehead with a needle? Do you even respect our Cao Family? Do you think we fear you?" Du Huarong pretended to be flustered.

"Second Aunt, let him go!" Cao Yanmei also noticed the unusual circumstances of Cao Zhong's death and immediately shouted coldly.

"Haha! Oh, you, Cao Yanmei, are you even my Cao Family's daughter anymore? In life, Grandfather adored you the most, and now that he's gone, you ally with this arrogant person to disrespect his corpse? What is your intention?"

Du Huarong shrieked with red eyes, as if she were the one terribly wronged!

"Yanmei, what your Second Aunt said is right. Grandfather cherished you the most; how could you let him down with what you've done?" Cao Qinghai stated heavily.

However, it was as if Cao Yanmei hadn't heard anything. Without even glancing at her father and Second Aunt, her bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Cao Zhong, her delicate body motionless as if caught by the Body Immobilization Technique!

After a long while, Cao Yanmei finally spoke hoarsely: "Lin Fan, do it!"

"You dare!" Cao Qinghai roared with anger.

"Anyone who dares to stop me today will have their shares reclaimed!" Cao Yanmei suddenly shouted in anger.

Her bloodshot eyes swept over the faces of Cao Qinghai and the others, her icy gaze like that of a wolf in the night, causing them to feel a chill in their hearts. They couldn't help but swallow and found it impossible to voice their retorts!

Lin Fan hesitated no more, lightly flicking his wrist to effortlessly release Du Huarong's grip. With a swift motion, the Cow Hair Needle pierced into Elder Cao Zhong's forehead, but shortly thereafter, Lin Fan retrieved the needle!

The originally bright needle's tip was stained with a black liquid!

"As expected!"

Lin Fan thought to himself, the curve of his strange smile deepening.

Then, Lin Fan placed his hands on the coffin lid once more and gently closed it again.

"What's the situation?" Cao Yanmei asked urgently.

"Don't rush, let's discuss outside!" Before identifying the traitor, Lin Fan needed to stay cautious.

Upon hearing this, Cao Yanmei's face immediately darkened by degrees. With a start, she guessed the answer and nodded, saying, "Alright!"

Without further delay, Lin Fan, after offering three incense sticks to Elder Cao Zhong, left for the villa first with Nalan Suqin!

"Wait!"

At that moment, Du Huarong suddenly blocked Nalan Suqin's path.

"What? Haven't you had enough slaps? Want to try again?" Lin Fan sneered.

"Lin, don't think for a moment that I fear you. We'll see about this!"

Du Huarong shot a cold glare at Lin Fan, then shifted her gaze to Nalan Suqin, shouting: "Miss Nalan, return the shares of my Cao Family."

"Second Aunt, stop making trouble. Grandfather discussed with me earlier, and the shares Miss Nalan holds are our family's compensation for her grievances, noted in the will," Cao Yanmei said displeased.

"Will?"

With the utterance of these words, the eyes of Cao Qinghua's and Cao Qinghai's couples lit up instantly!

They were well aware of how frightful the wealth of the Cao Family was. Even one percent of its shares was a treasure, worth more than an ordinary person could earn in a lifetime!

With Cao Zhong gone, only Cao Qinghai and Cao Qinghua remained among the second generation of the Cao Family. Neither brother was fond of the other, constantly vying for more of the family wealth to outdo each other.

"Yanmei, where is the will Grandfather left behind?"

Cao Qinghai asked eagerly, eyes filled with greed, as Elder Cao Zhong's funeral had long been forgotten!

The others also pricked up their ears to listen carefully!

"I don't know and I'm not interested. If you want it, find it yourselves!" Cao Yanmei showed a hint of self-mockery on her lips, utterly disappointed with her father!

To them, personal gain was always most important, with relentless infighting. Otherwise, how would the Cao Family have fallen to this predicament? How did the Song Family manage to rise?

"Let's go, we'll discuss it outside!"

Having said that, Cao Yanmei quickly headed out of the villa.

She was eager to know the answer Lin Fan spoke of—how exactly did her grandfather die?

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