"No." I shook my head decisively and answered.
"Yo!" Shiyu still had a trace of anger in his eyes.
Yang, the manager, reacted even faster, reaching out to press down on Shiyu's shoulder.
I made a gesture of invitation, indicating to see the guest off.
Later, I called Yang and asked him to hand me his wallet.
Yang didn't ask any further questions and removed all the cards from his wallet, only leaving money inside which he handed over to me.
Then, I pulled Shiyu towards the direction of the elevator.
I watched them enter the elevator and leave, before closing the door and walking over to press the down button.
The exposed fate of Yuan Ying is danger, away from me and away from the Underworld, certainly not safe.
I can't trust the Shi family.
The elevator soon arrived at the ground floor. After stepping out, I hailed a taxi on the roadside and gave the address Shiyu had given me.
When I arrived at the Xianjiang Avenue, the sky had grown darker.
However, there was a street food alley here, which was bustling with people and brightly lit.
Check the door numbers to find the exact location.
But when I found the place, I discovered it was a one-story house nestled between two small buildings.
The tiled roof was in disrepair, the front wall was cracked in many places, and there was a large gap between the two wooden doors, with the surface dirty and covered in grime.
The door wasn't locked, and through the gap, I could see that the inner door was secured with a gate, allowing a faint light to seep out.
Outside, the night market was bustling and lively, but here it was cold and quiet, like a place on the verge of death...
I approached and knocked on the door loudly.
A tired and weary voice replied from within: "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for you," I replied calmly.
For a moment, the house inside grew quiet.
Actually, for ordinary people, a more gentle approach could be used.
However, considering this person, I feel that a gentle approach may not help in explaining things too clearly and understandably. It might even cause more trouble.
I just need to find him and confirm that I take something from him.
The rest, I have my own arrangements.
As I waited, the sound of a door creaking open could be heard.
An elderly man, thin and tall, with a body as slender as a bamboo stick, appeared.
He stared at me blankly, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Who are you?" he asked.
I didn't answer, but simply narrowed my eyes at him.
His appearance had changed significantly from the black and white photo. Only a trace of similarity could be discerned.
However, because he had grown old, he more resembled the old woman.
I fumbled in my pocket for a moment, then produced Yang's wallet.
In fact, I still have some money on me, although it's not much.
I handed the wallet to the old man.
The old man was stunned, staring at the money in the wallet. Then, he shook his head forcefully and said, "Young man, what are you doing? Giving me money? No, no, I don't want it!"
He immediately pushed the wallet back into my hands.
However, I gently pointed my finger at the center of his forehead and drew a line with my nail.
With my other hand, I took out a piece of paper of Yan Shan Zhu and quickly rubbed it against the old man's forehead.
He cried out in pain, covering his forehead.
I quickly pulled back the paper and hurried down the street.
With three steps taken in two, I stood behind a tree on the side of the street and turned to look at the old man.
He only just wobbled to his feet, looking around confusedly, and holding tightly to the wallet in his hand, giving off the impression of an old man who had cried himself to tears.
I exhaled lightly and was about to leave when I stopped in my tracks, frowning slightly.
Just then, a few people came from the distance, heading towards the old man's dilapidated wooden door. Their expressions were particularly unfriendly.
In fact, I didn't plan to get involved in other people's business. As long as the Yan Shan Zhu paper rubbed against the old man's forehead and turned into a paper figure, as long as it encountered that old woman, she would definitely know that I had found her son.
By doing this, I can capture her in the paper figure.
I don't need to take this old man to Qijia Village and bring out the old woman. I can still reunite them.
But, Shiyu had said that the old man didn't have much time left. Although I don't know how she judged that, it's true that when people get old, they are more susceptible to dying if something goes wrong.
Therefore, I didn't leave.
The group stopped in front of the old man's house. The old man quickly hid his wallet.
However, it seems that he was still noticed.
"Dad, you said you didn't have any money left? Look at how well you live, isn't it better than ours?" The voice was eerie and strange, coming from one of the people.
The ages of the people varied, but the one speaking was around fifty, while the other two were in their forties and the third one was at most in his forties.
"N-no... not like that." The old man stammered, as if he didn't know how to speak.
"The hell with that! I saw it all," the man in his forties said with a cold laugh. "You hid a large sum of private money and still say no one is taking care of you? And you want to sue us? Our lives aren't better than yours! We came here today to discuss how each family would contribute money to take care of you, but because you kept your money to yourself and forced us into this, we have no choice but to do this!"
The man's voice became louder, cursing: "Why didn't you die sooner! If you had died earlier, you wouldn't have to occupy this house and cause all these troubles!"
The old man's face changed again, and he tried to explain something else.
Finally, the man in his forties spoke in a deep voice: "Dad, I originally thought you had divided the house among the three of us and had already taken everything out. We weren't ignoring you; we just wanted to discuss with the brothers how to ensure no one gets an unfair advantage, right?"
"You're too good, old man, crying at the street office and causing trouble at the court gates. It's been driving our family crazy. They say even tigers don't harm their cubs, but at your age, why do you always think about harming your son and causing trouble for others?"
"Just say that you have to live with us. If you die and your legs stop working, our house will become an evil house!"
"Even if you die in this old house, it will still be difficult to sell."
"Since you're hiding so much private money, why don't you rent a house and we can take turns sending you meals? You just give us a living allowance. What do you think? It will keep your children clean and prevent any gossip."
As the last person finished speaking, the old man trembled and nearly fell to the ground.
I almost understand the situation now.
This old man divided his property among his sons and ended up with no one to care for him in his old age.
The contrast is stark.
In Qijia Village, his old mother is anxiously waiting for him, while here, even living and not dead, he is disliked by everyone.
At this time, the person who spoke first once again spoke.
"How about this, dad? You live in this old house with me and we can forget about them. I'll let Lin Feng take care of you, feed you three meals a day, and make sure you're well taken care of."
This clearly angered the other two, who all asked what he meant, as if no one could take care of their father! Does he think only his wife can take care of someone? It's just that he wants more houses and thinks he can take them all for himself because his face is big?!"
Just a moment ago, the three men had spoken to the old man in a sly and insincere manner, but now they had completely lost their tempers, cursing each other and revealing their shortcomings without pause. Each one had a red face and a swollen neck, as if they were about to start a fight at any moment!
