The Ultimate Devil's Magnificent CEO

Chu Yan had no heart to question Zhou Fan. She gripped his arms tightly, not daring to look at the miserable sight of Chu Peiyang being tormented by Divine Doctor Ouyang not far away.

Zhou Fan gently held Chu Yan and gave a confident smile, but said nothing.

On the other side, Chu Peiyu was also watching with a trembling heart. 'How can the silver needles in that old man's hands be so terrifying? To think he could torture Chu Peiyang to such a pathetic state!'

However, Chu Peiyu felt not a shred of sympathy or pity. For one, the needles weren't piercing his own skin. For another, if Chu Peiyang fell, he would be the only one left to control the Chu Family. He just didn't know that Chu Tianxiang had already divided the family's assets between Chu Qianqian and Chu Yan.

"This... Why?" Chu Wen had returned by now. Like Chu Yan, though he didn't have a good relationship with Chu Peiyang, the man was, after all, their father.

"Sit down. You'll understand in a moment," Chu Qianqian said, gently comforting him as she placed a delicate hand on Chu Wen's shoulder.

As for why, she didn't know either. But she believed that Zhou Fan must have a reason for doing this.

Only Chu Tianxiang, sitting in the seat of honor and looking remarkably invigorated, remained silent with a frown. A sharp light glinted in his eyes, his thoughts unreadable.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

Just then, Chu Peiyang finally broke under the torture. He shook his head repeatedly and yelled, 'I'd rather you just kill me with one blow than torture me like this!'

"How dare you? I advise you not to be foolish!" Song Qing snapped, clearly not wanting Chu Peiyang to speak.

"Get the hell away from me!" Chu Peiyang roared, kicking her in the stomach. He looked as if he wanted to kill her. Then, he turned to Divine Doctor Ouyang, who wore a kind smile.

"Go on, then. How boring. This old man still has plenty of tricks I haven't used, and you've already confessed." Divine Doctor Ouyang seemed disappointed. He glanced at Song Qing, casually twirling a silver needle in his hand as he stood up. He scanned the room as if looking for his next target.

Seeing Divine Doctor Ouyang's gaze, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes. 'That old man usually looks so kind,' they thought, 'who knew he could be so ruthless!'

"Actually, I am not Chu Peiyang. The real Chu Peiyang died twenty years ago!" The man's first words, after his silence, were enough to stun everyone.

Not Chu Peiyang?

What does that mean?

What does he mean, the real Chu Peiyang is dead?

In an instant, everyone present, except for Zhou Fan, wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

"She isn't Song Qing, either. The real Song Qing died with Chu Peiyang twenty years ago. We were planted here by a mysterious person. We don't know his name, only that the people around him call him the Grand Elder," the man said, pointing a finger at Song Qing as he spoke again.

In that instant, Chu Yan lost her composure. If Zhou Fan hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have collapsed to the floor.

'The people I called my parents for over twenty years... and now I'm being told my real parents died long ago, and these two are just imposters? How can I possibly accept that?'

Chu Wen, with his fiery temper, shot to his feet. He strode over to the man and kicked him. "Then what about my mother? Did you kill her, too?"

"Yes. You can only blame her for being too clever. She realized we weren't the real Chu Peiyang and Song Qing." The false Chu Peiyang nodded. At this point, he couldn't be bothered to lie anymore. After all, he had already given up the mysterious man known as the Grand Elder.

"Xiaowen, pull off his mask. Start from behind the ear," Zhou Fan said as he slowly rose to his feet, an inscrutable look flashing in his eyes.

'Grand Elder?'

'Who is that?'

Hearing Zhou Fan's words, Chu Wen didn't hesitate. He searched carefully behind the man's ear, then pulled hard. As the human-skin mask was torn away, the false Chu Peiyang's true face was revealed to everyone.

Seeing this with their own eyes, Chu Yan and Chu Wen stood frozen in place. Even if they had harbored doubts before, they had no choice but to believe the truth now.

"This Grand Elder... what was his purpose in sending you to my Chu Family?" Chu Tianxiang could no longer sit still. He walked down from his seat, refusing even Chu Qianqian's attempt to support him, and glared at the man.

"I don't know. When he found me, he just told me to wear this mask, come here, and act as the Chu Family's master. Then, at the end of every year, he would ask me for intelligence on the family's activities for that year. He never asked about anything else," the false Chu Peiyang said, shaking his head.

"What does he look like?" Chu Tianxiang pressed.

"We don't know that either. Every time he appeared, he wore a different mask. Sometimes he was even completely covered in a black robe. I've only ever heard his voice, but I think he was intentionally lowering it," the false Song Qing said, having resigned herself to her fate.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly. 'Just who is this person?'

'To act with such caution and care…'

'And what was the purpose of having two people lie in wait for twenty years?'