I turned around, dragging my suitcase back to Xu Nuan.
Xu Nuan's eyes filled with disgust. "What do you want? This is the Xu family estate. Put away your...'"
I raised my hand and slapped her across the face.
The crisp slap echoed in the room!
Xu Nuan tumbled onto the sofa, her fair cheeks bloated with five bright red fingerprints!
She stared at me blankly, as if she hadn't quite registered what had happened, and then tears began to spill out of her eyes.
"Do you hit me?"
Her eyes were red-rimmed, her voice sharper: "How dare you hit me!"
I raised my hand again, and she was so frightened that she trembled, huddling on the sofa, not daring to move.
"God Luo Xian, you are reckless!"
A figure strode into the doorway.
He took three steps in two strides, blocking the sofa with Xu Fangnian. His eyes blazing with anger, he reprimanded: "From your childhood, I have always considered myself to have treated you well, Xu Fangnian."
"Back then, when your family fell on hard times, I even thought about adopting you. For many years, I didn't give up trying to find out about you."
"Just because I told you that marriage is a big deal and not like before, and let Wunan talk to you, you actually struck her!"
"What have you experienced these years?"
"Someone like you, how can I dare to hand Wunan over to you!"
Xu Fangnian spat angrily, his voice firm.
Xu Nuan cried like the petals of a pear blossom with rain, truly as if she were being bullied by me.
I lowered my hand, and the sudden calm in my heart made me ask, "Before, did you watch from outside?"
Xu Fangnian's eyelid twitched.
"I didn't leave. I wanted to see how she would force me away, and I was delusional, thinking that the Xu family was good."
Xu Fangnian didn't say anything, just his gaze seemed to drift a bit.
I shook my head and continued, "I can't interfere with your thoughts and decisions, but the dead are given precedence. Disrespecting my parents in their heaven is one of them."
"Secondly, it is that you once benefited from my parents' kindness. It was also you who requested a marriage agreement. Afterward, my parents gave the Xu family a heavy dowry."
"The slap just now was a lesson for her. If she offends again, there will be no leniency."
"Within three days, return the dowry from that year to my family, and the marriage agreement will be
Xu Fangnian's gaze no longer drifted, his expression was ambiguous and unpredictable.
"God Luo Xian, with such a young age, to make things so absolute, don't you fear that my Xu family……"
"Try me."
I cut him off, turned around, and walked out with my suitcase.
Xu Fangnian did not chase after me.
Just as I stepped out the gate, it slammed shut!
The commercial street was bustling with people, bustling and lively.
Passersby glanced at me from time to time, whispering among themselves, saying that people who live in such a mansion seem no different from everyone else.
I faintly closed my eyes. The setting sun was too glaring, making my clothes appear red.
The chest was still wet, and the icy coldness of the tea could not compete with the growing chill in my heart.
For a moment, I felt a sense of being without kin or family.
The Xu family has canceled the marriage.
Am I just unable to achieve immortality, forced to live in obscurity and false names for the rest of my life?
I couldn't get back my things and couldn't go to offer sacrifices to the old man anymore.
Even… I don't have the right or ability to investigate what happened to my parents back then?
For ten years, I often dreamt of that year when my uncle took away everything from me with twelve needles.
That night, the scene of him abandoning me in the snow still vividly stands before me!
My eyes were slightly red, and I pulled my suitcase towards the street exit.
It was impossible to recover and achieve immortality using Old Qin's method.
But it's not true that there's no way at all!
A gentleman must settle scores! Ten years have passed!
If I were to give up as a coward, it would be better for me to crash into the coffin and die.
I walked out of the commercial street and hailed a taxi.
Outside the window, the cars streamed by, the scenery flew past, and almost everything was unfamiliar.
After forty minutes, the car stopped on a quiet old street lined with ginkgo trees, here called Anping Li.
The path was covered with deep yellow leaves. The last ray of the setting sun struggled to cast its light on the leaves, reflecting a golden glow.
The sides were lined with bungalows and villas. Ten years had not made them outdated; instead, they had developed a deeper foundation. The people who lived here were either wealthy or noble!
After getting off the car, I walked forward for dozens of meters.
An old villa stood out of place among the surrounding atmosphere.
The dark green and black leaves of the climbing ivy looked like twisted snakes clinging to the old wall, and the weeds three feet high displayed a desolate scene.
The iron gate was slightly ajar, and the lock on the gatehead had long since disappeared.
Reaching out to push the door, the hinge made a terrible croaking sound like a toad in a graveyard.
I brushed past the weeds, and the leaves scratched my ankles. The anti-theft door was also partially open.
I pushed the door open, and a cleanly decorated living room greeted my eyes. Despite the mess outside, the villa was spotlessly clean, with most of the furniture still in its original condition!
An altar was directly opposite the main entrance.
The dark blue tablecloth hung down from all sides, completely covering the corner of the table. Two altars were placed in front of them, with incense burners filled with burning incense.
The incense ash was piled up almost to a point, and the remaining incense had blackened sticks.
In front of the incense burner was a photo frame.
The photograph was slightly faded. On the left stood a man in a suit, looking confident and handsome, with a handsome and resolute demeanor.
On the right was a woman with a delicate demeanor, between whom stood a child of about six years old.
A happy family of three, full of joy and harmony.
My heart trembled.
I walked with a slight limp to the altar, and "thud," I fell heavily to my knees!
Tears flowed silently from the corners of my eyes, and trickled down.
"Dad… Mom…"
"Xian Shen, you're home…"
Old Qin's place doesn't count as home.
He is my master, that's the master's hall.
This villa is the place where I was born and grew up!
But now, I am alone…
Old Qin always taught me that a man does not shed tears easily, but that was only because I had not yet reached the point of sorrow!
I cried for a long time, and the grief in my heart only grew stronger.
Suddenly, a cold wind swept in from behind me, and I instantly felt prickles on my back!
"Who!" I suddenly stood up and turned around.
The anti-theft door of the villa was ajar, and it was already dark outside.
A teenage girl, about seventeen or eighteen, stood at the doorway, dumbfounded.
Her long hair was tied in a ponytail and hung on her shoulders. She wore no makeup, her face untouched by it, with the residual innocence giving her an indescribable purity.
Her eyebrows and eyes seemed slightly familiar to me.
"Xian Shen brother?" The girl's hesitant voice, slightly ethereal.
"Qian Qian?" My eyes filled with confusion.
"Really you!" Joyous, the girl ran towards me.
Stopping in front of me, she was so excited that her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks turned slightly pink.
Memories surged up.
My father had a butler named Tang Quan, who also drove sometimes. His wife worked as a nanny at our house.
Their daughter, Tang Qianqian, was the green pheasant girl in front of me.
She was two years younger than me. Back then, she was dark and thin, always following me around, calling me Xian Shen brother.
I had a bit of a young master's temperament back then, and I didn't want to play with her.
She was very persistent and insisted on following me!
Angering her father, sometimes a slap from him would make her cry for a long time.
I understood why there was an altar in my house.
My uncle had no heart. It was because of Tang's family's feelings of gratitude towards our servants that they organized the funeral for my parents.
"Xian Shen brother, you've been crying for a long time. The incident has been gone for a long time. You should grieve in a natural way."
Tang Qianqian tiptoed and gently wiped the tears from my eyes.
A faint fragrance of wood jen-tree flowers drifted into my nostrils, pleasant and uplifting, making my mood more relaxed.
Later, Tang Qianqian quickly retracted her hand, smiling brightly at me.
"Thank you." I sincerely thanked her from the bottom of my heart, and my heart felt much more at ease.
Not everyone has betrayed the Luo family.
Xu Nuan's words were clearly without foundation, mere lies and nonsense!
"How are Mr. Tang and Mrs. Hu doing?" I asked again.
Tang Qianqian's expression became slightly gloomy, and she replied, "Not too well, but it's still OK. Dad says that we need to live day by day and keep looking forward."
Tang Qianqian may not be young, but she is very mature.
"Go see them in a couple of days. Where do you live?" I turned around, there was still a roll of incense on the altar. I took out a few sticks and lit them up.
Tang Qianqian, however, answered a question not asked.
"Xian Shen brother, are you going to live here?"
"Yeah, here is our home." I answered.
"You can't live here… there will be ghosts, and…"
I just inserted the burning incense into the incense burner, and upon hearing this, a wave of sorrow welled up in my heart.
"Spooks? What kind of spooks?"
