Leaving the conference room, Yuan Ting let out a sigh of relief, feeling the pressure lift off him.

The young master of the Fu family was someone to be looked up to, both in terms of his own level and his illustrious family background. When facing him, one often felt the pressure of facing a superior, rather than just seeing him as a wealthy second generation.

Yuan Ting's gaze swept past two bunny girls walking by, both in their twenties, with prominent curves and pretty faces. There were seven or eight bunny girls in the villa, all of them beauties.

Although there were many beautiful women around him, Yuan Ting knew that this scion of a wealthy family was not interested in women.

Compared to the beginning, the bunny girls in the villa had already changed twice. Those girls who were recruited and thought they had a chance to become phoenixes on a high branch could not contain their excitement and tried to hook up with the young master of the Fu family.

They were all persuaded to leave.

Now, the girls who stayed in the villa were very obedient and did their work well, without any unrealistic thoughts.

The bunny girls in the villa were like a configuration that showcased his status, or perhaps Fu Qingyang's personal preference.

Leaving the villa and getting into his own car, Yuan Ting reminisced about the content of today's meeting. He first reported the important information about the death of the Judge with the Strange Eyes to the Taiyi Gate.

After finishing his work, he sent a message to his friend Jian Ji:

"Something big happened in Songhai. The Judge with the Strange Eyes died inexplicably, and his confidant, Black Impermanence, is hiding with the Holy Grail and the register...."

Jian Ji: "I'm speechless with shock. The Judge with the Strange Eyes died just like that? It's like a country being expelled overnight."

The two of them lamented each other, then worried about what would happen if the fallen ones recorded in the register were to gather in the same time and space.

Jian Ji: "Is there anything else?"

Yes, there was. The Night Traveling God who cleared the She Ling Tunnel had just killed a Level 3 Bewitching Demon... He couldn't say anything about this, or Sun Zhanglao would kill him.

Yuan Ting's expression twisted a bit as he typed out the message:

"There's one more thing. Just listen, don't spread it around. Sun Zhanglao is confused. He doesn't want that Night Traveling God...."

........

Songhai, in a dark bedroom.

The lights were off, and the only source of light was three candles on the table, arranged in a triangle. In the middle was a red lacquered box, with a grotesque insect relief on the surface.

A figure wearing a silver mask knelt at the table and cut his fingertip with a small knife. The bright red blood seeped out.

He brought his bloody finger to the mouth of the insect relief, and the insect came to life, greedily sucking the blood. The lacquer on the box became even redder.

Woo woo... The wind rose, and the candles were stained with blood. The crimson flames leapt high, forming a blood vortex above the wooden box.

"What is it?"

A cold and majestic voice came from the red flame vortex.

"I have followed your orders and released the bait. The Five Elements Alliance will search for Black Impermanence at all costs. However, I cannot guarantee that he will stay hidden in Songhai."

The majestic voice said slowly, "I have divined that Black Impermanence is in Songhai. If he is hiding there, he must have a purpose. The specific reason still needs to be verified."

"What else do you need me to do?"

"Cooperate with the Five Elements Alliance in secret to search for Black Impermanence. Notify me immediately if there is any news. During this time, I will be in the Spirit Realm and may not be able to respond in time."

"Do you have a task?"

"No, I am looking for the place where the Judge with the Strange Eyes died. It's a coincidence that I ran into the person from the Taiyi Gate. Heh, the death of the Judge with the Strange Eyes has deeper secrets..."The voice gradually lowered, and the blood-red flame vortex extinguished.

..........

"Knock, knock..."

There were two knocks on the door, and Grandma's voice came into the bedroom: "Yuan, it's time for dinner."

Her tone was somewhat cheerful, as if she was in a good mood.

Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes. The bedroom was dark, and the curtains blocked the light outside.

It was so comfortable. The energy consumed during the day was finally replenished. It was a pity that there was no moon in Songhai, otherwise basking in the moonlight would be perfect... Zhang Yuanqing yawned, put on his cotton slippers, turned the doorknob, and walked to the living room.

A strong fragrance wafted into his nostrils. The table was full of dishes, including sweet and sour pork, braised pork, roast duck, black-bone chicken soup, asparagus, bamboo shoots, and so on.

Grandma was running around the living room and kitchen in an apron.

Cousin was helping in the kitchen.

Grandpa, with white hair, sat on the sofa in the living room, sitting upright and focused on watching TV.

A middle-aged couple sat at the dining table, Zhang Yuanqing's uncle and aunt.

Aunt had delicate features and fair skin. Although she was middle-aged, she had maintained herself well. She wore a white waist-cinching long skirt, and her wavy hair fell loosely. She had a touch of coquettishness in her eyebrows and eyes.

The man next to Aunt had similar features to Chen Yuan. He wore a purple suit, slim purple pants, and a rose-colored shirt. He looked like a flamboyant nightclub owner, no, a lord.

Zhang Yuanqing's uncle was unreliable. When he was young, he played in a band, saying that he wanted to pursue his dreams and yearned for poetry and distant places. So he left home with a backpack and bell-bottoms, and a few "like-minded" friends to become a wandering singer.

A few years later, he didn't find his dream and returned home with bruises from being beaten by society. He didn't go out to work and carried a tape recorder with him every day, wandering around and singing wherever he went. He spent his days singing karaoke or hanging out with his friends.

Of course, young people in the city were all like this at that time, just hanging out.

Because he was handsome and had a good voice, he married Aunt, who came from a wealthy family. After getting married and having cousin, he did settle down for a few years, but he quickly revealed his true colors.

He was idle all day long, playing around every day since he didn't work.

"Yuan, have you missed your uncle?" Uncle saw his heir and was very happy.

Uncle liked to sing and dance rap. His favorite song was "Yo Yo Chek Nao, Give Me a Set of Fried Pancakes," and he would perform his own dance moves.

Except for Zhang Yuanqing, no one in the family was willing to accompany him in singing and dancing.

So Uncle valued Zhang Yuanqing very much and regarded him as his heir.

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"Aunt!" Zhang Yuanqing greeted her, then responded perfunctorily to Uncle.

"Uncle brought you a gift." Uncle said.

"Oh, my uncle, you're finally back. Why didn't you tell me in advance? If you had told me in advance, I would have gone to the airport to pick you up. God will testify for me." Zhang Yuanqing's attitude took a big turn to express his strong emotions.

The uncle and nephew laughed and shook hands, bumping shoulders. Uncle put his arm around his heir's shoulder and sat down:

"Yuan, I've been traveling abroad recently and deliberately went to learn rap skills from chimpanzees. We should add tongue-twisters and lip-shaking when we sing. This will make us look more imposing..."

I know what tongue-twisters are, but what is lip-shaking... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "Awesome, my uncle is truly talented. Uncle, I need some pocket money lately."

"No problem, your aunt has money. I'll ask her to give you some later."Before long, my cousin and grandmother brought the last few dishes to the table and invited everyone to eat.

"Why hasn't Auntie come back yet?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"She said there was something going on at the hospital and she'll be back later," Grandma replied.

My uncle raised his eyebrows and smirked, "Something going on at the hospital? Is she on a date with her boyfriend?"

Grandma snorted, "Well, thank goodness for that. The way she is, she won't get married before she's 30. What's wrong with young people nowadays? None of them want to get married."

Grandma was very dissatisfied with the state of the world.

My uncle said, "Speaking of which, Yuanjun is still single. Yuanjun, bring your boyfriend home for Dad to meet one day."

My serious and steady cousin was taken aback, "What?"

My uncle shrugged, "You're already 30 and you don't have a girlfriend, so Dad can only hope for a boyfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandma rolled up her sleeves and was about to attack my uncle.

"Mom, I'm just kidding," my uncle quickly stopped her. "How come you don't have a sense of humor? Nowadays, young people love to ship male couples."

My aunt ate her meal quietly without saying a word.

She and my mother-in-law didn't have a good relationship. It's rare for mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law to get along well in this world.

Grandma had a bad temper and my aunt was strong-willed. One disliked her daughter-in-law for not doing housework, and the other disliked her mother-in-law for meddling.

When Zhang Yuanqing was still young, my aunt and grandma used to argue a lot. When they started fighting, my cousin would sit on the side and watch while cracking sunflower seeds. Zhang Yuanqing would try to mediate and say, "Don't fight anymore," while taking the sunflower seeds from my cousin's hand.

My cousin usually did his homework while snacking on my cousin's sunflower seeds.

Now that my aunt has passed the age of youthful exuberance, she's too lazy to argue with her mother-in-law, but their relationship is still lukewarm.

At this time, my cousin looked over and said, "I heard something happened at your school today?"

"Huh? I don't know. I came back early to sleep..." Zhang Yuanqing pretended not to know.

Grandma asked what happened, and Chen Yuanjun briefly explained the situation. Grandma was even more dissatisfied with the state of the world when she heard that there were criminals who had infiltrated the school.

Just then, the anti-theft door made a "drip" sound, followed by the sound of the door handle being twisted.

Sitting at the end of the table near the entrance, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head to see that Auntie had come back.

Auntie was dressed in a slanted hollow sweater that revealed her round and fair shoulders. She wore a black vest inside and a pair of light-colored jeans for spring and summer. She also wore a pair of small white shoes.

Zhang Yuanqing's gaze lingered on her calf, and his eyes suddenly froze.

There was a round and plump baby hanging from Jiang Yu'er's calf.

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PS: Thanks to the Silver League of "Shanhe Moyun, Gaoshan Yangzi, Huangqiu, Huishuohua de Zhouzi, and Lao Ying Chi Xiao Ji". Also, thanks to other league leaders for their tips. When we reach the Hundred Leagues, we'll thank all the bosses with a single chapter.