Chapter 25: Grandmother Returns

It was not the first time Xie Yun had seen such an expression on his face. When she first returned to Huaiqing Lane, she had become curious about this brother of hers, desperately wanting to know what secrets he kept hidden. But now that he and his father were heading to the academy, she decided to suppress her questions for the time being, thinking it better to ask Wang Chengdai later.

"Yunjun, come quickly. Have you had breakfast? Mother still has..."

"Leave Chi Yan. Leave that ruthless man. Do not be tempted by fleeting sweetness, and do not end up with a fate like mine, Chuyi," Fu Zi'er said, her voice filled with earnest, heart-wrenching advice.

"Qingyou, both your father and I were in the wrong. Won't you forgive us, please?" Wang Wanying began to sob as well. She pressed a tissue to the corners of her eyes, letting out soft, whimpering sounds. From the corner of her eye, she peeked at Gu Xiaoxiao, who shot her a look of utter disdain and ignored her completely.

I bowed my head, finding myself unable to cope with Wu Qingyuan, who had changed so drastically. My heart was in chaos; inexplicably, I shook my head, then nodded.

It was the first time she had done something so extravagant. Her first call was to her parents. She didn't actually say much—just that she was doing well and that the Song family was treating her kindly—and hung up shortly after, feeling a lingering sense of reluctance.

The Marquis watched her, lost in a daze of nostalgia and emotion. This child was so much like Gu Yun’s birth mother that it almost felt like an illusion. Back at the village entrance, he had recognized her at a single glance; the emotions he felt then were beyond description, as flashes of memories from when he first met Gu Yun’s mother flooded his mind.

He did not know where so much blood came from—it poured from his mouth, his nose, and even his ears. His vision blurred and swayed; when it finally cleared, he saw that Supervisor Lei had already risen and walked over to stand right before him.

She had overestimated herself. She had thought that after being here for several days, she would surely be familiar with the terrain.

She was far too proud to simply take money from someone, especially from a powerful figure like Shen Chenhao; Yao Ruoxue was afraid of inviting unnecessary trouble in the future.

"Did you call me here just to drink coffee?" I eyed him, curious as to why he had suddenly taken the mood to bring me to a place like this.

"Hehehehe, how could I dare? If I ever steal from Sister Vera again, you can just chop off my hands and roast them to eat," Ragnar said fawningly. He looked exactly like a dog wagging its tail, and no one would doubt that he could wag his own backside right off.

But just as he had taken two steps, a black shadow suddenly flashed from the bushes, slamming into Ye Feng’s back with lightning speed.

At this moment, however, he realized that his connection to this world seemed to have been greatly weakened. Although he could still sense the Chikong Secret Realm, the mere fact that the connection had faded was enough to change his expression.

Just then, the test tube in the rack began to move on its own. The blood-red liquid inside churned and boiled, and the vibrations of the tube intensified until it seemed as if it were about to explode.

Song Feng suddenly let out a sharp cry and swept her hand across the porcelain on the table with such force that the lid of a cup struck Le Ruyi directly on the forehead.

Especially for the nine great noble clans of the Great Jin, most only sent one or two representatives to Mount Buju as a symbolic gesture to mourn Vice Dean Tang, focusing their true efforts on the Jinyuan Secret Realm instead.

"You went to such lengths to find me—what is your intention?" Zhang Yixian stared at the shapely Liu'er, a flicker of wicked intent crossing his eyes.

"That won't happen. Even the most inferior magic sigil is enough to last for half a year," Mel said with a smile.

In truth, Le Ruyi only wanted to express that seeing Jiang Yiqi and Jiang Yifeng at Song Feng’s place made her afraid. Furthermore, she did not want to be separated from the Second Master, as she lacked freedom of movement where she was currently staying, which was why she wished to go to his side.