Chapter 17: Business Deal Concluded (Part 2)

Upon hearing Mo Yan's words, Manager Wang pondered for a moment, feeling the imprint on the palm of his hand. Finally, he reluctantly declined, "I'm sorry, but I can't agree to this."

"Why?" Manager Wang exclaimed in disbelief, his face full of incredulity and a hint of annoyance.

Xiangmanlou was one of the best restaurants in Longshi Town, and there were countless farmers who would jump at the chance to supply vegetables to them. Yet, this excellent opportunity was being rejected by this ignorant little girl.

Mo Yan also felt it was a pity, but she couldn't deceive others with her eyes wide open, so she explained, "To be honest, my family will be leaving Longshi Town for another place in a few days. I won't be able to supply vegetables to Xiangmanlou on a long-term basis."

Upon hearing this reason, Manager Wang's rising anger dissipated. He just felt it was a great pity. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Then how much vegetables does your family have now? Can you supply us temporarily for a few days until we find a new vegetable supplier?"

"That's no problem. There are still quite a few vegetables at home, and we were planning to sell this batch to earn some money," Mo Yan replied promptly.

This arrangement suited Mo Yan's intentions perfectly, so she readily agreed. To ensure everything was secure, they both signed a written agreement in the presence of an elderly customer.

The agreement stipulated: Mo Yan would supply Xiangmanlou with 50 catties of cabbage, 80 catties of tomatoes, and 150 corn cobs daily at market price, and Xiangmanlou would pay Mo Yan for the vegetables on a daily basis.

After leaving Xiangmanlou, Mo Yan didn't immediately return to the ruined temple. Instead, she pocketed the money she received for selling vegetables and, with the guidance of passersby, hurried to the denture shop...

Not long after, Mo Yan hurried out of the denture shop with a middle-aged denturist and arrived at the end of a sparsely populated street, where a dilapidated adobe house appeared before them.

The denturist took out a rusty key from his sleeve pocket and opened the equally rusty large lock. As he pushed the door open, a large cloud of dust hit them, causing them to sneeze violently.

Stepping back, the denturist let Mo Yan enter first. Seeing that Mo Yan remained silent, he took the initiative to say, "This house is a bit old, but it's not damp. There should be no problem storing things here."

Mo Yan felt satisfied in her heart but showed some dissatisfaction on her face. "Just barely acceptable. If the rent is cheaper, I might consider renting it."

The denturist, seeing a chance, became enthusiastic again. "Rent is negotiable. If you're willing, I can rent it to you for ten copper coins!"

Mo Yan shook her head and held up six fingers.

The denturist's expression turned sour when he saw this but gritted his teeth and said, "Eight copper coins, final offer. If you find it too expensive, I can't make it any cheaper."

Mo Yan smiled, agreeing readily, "Fine, eight copper coins it is. But I'll only rent it for seven days."

The denturist winced at the thought of renting it for only seven days but slapped his forehead and said, "Seven days it is then!"

Since the house was just sitting there with no money coming in, renting it out for eight copper coins a day was enough for him to buy some liquor. Only a fool would refuse.

Afterward, the two of them returned to the denture shop, drew up a written agreement, Mo Yan paid the rent, took the key, and quietly went to the dilapidated house. She estimated the weight and carefully arranged the cabbage, tomatoes, and corn she would supply to Xiangmanlou the next day from her space. All she had to do now was to notify the people from Xiangmanlou to come and take them away early the next morning.

After completing all these tasks, Mo Yan sighed with relief, then went back into her space, pulled out a bunch of radishes, which were out of season, thinking that Manager Wang would probably be very pleased...

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  Chapter 70: If You Don't Report, Let Me Do It

Liu Guang seemed to be struck by her words and became even more uneasy. "I believe my chefs would never do something so heartless!"

Ou Yan found it amusing. "Don't blame the chefs at this point. Even if they did such things, it's because they were ordered by you."

Otherwise, who would dare to bear such a huge responsibility?

"Do you have any evidence, President Ou?" Liu Guang gritted his teeth. "If not, I can sue you for defamation!"

"Who sues whom is not certain yet, Mr. Liu. Don't speak too soon. When the time comes, if there's no way out for you, I won't be there to help."

"You..."

"The pea and beef stir-fry for lunch, the beef inside isn't real beef, right?" Ou Yan raised her eyes, confidently looking at him.

The expression on Liu Guang's face was now visibly strained. "What do you mean?"

"I just checked. You used diseased chicken instead of beef."

"Huh, President Ou, you really say whatever comes to mind. Such absurdities, you need evidence!"

"Go get the kitchen's trash can," Ou Yan instructed her assistant.

He Ning hurriedly complied.

The large trash can was placed in front of everyone. Ou Yan kicked it, and the garbage spilled out at the feet of Hu Linquan and Liu Guang.

Both Hu Linquan and Liu Guang quickly stepped back.

In addition to some kitchen waste, there were chicken heads, chicken feet, chicken buttocks, and so on.

"We didn't have chicken for lunch, but there are these in the trash..." Ou Yan's tone was indifferent. "Normally, the eyes of a properly slaughtered chicken are open. Only a diseased chicken would have closed eyes."

The onlookers hurriedly observed the chicken heads on the ground, and indeed, all the eyes were closed!

"Everyone must have been to the market. When slaughtering a chicken, blood needs to be drained, but a dead chicken cannot release blood in time, so the meat color becomes red. Also, the skin of a sick chicken has an unhealthy dark gray color, appearing dry and without elasticity, not from natural death."

The employees felt nauseous. They had eaten lunch thinking it was fresh beef, but it turned out to be a pile of food additives.

They felt disgusted.

"President Ou, do you have any idea what you're talking about? Even if the chefs accidentally bought diseased chicken, it's not their fault. They were deceived by the chicken stall owner in the market. Besides, you say diseased chicken can be turned into beef. Why don't you try making one for me?"

Seeing Liu Guang unmoved, Ou Yan found it amusing.

"It's not difficult at all." Ou Yan said casually, "Just cut these inferior chicken parts into strips, add some beef essence oil and barbecue essence oil. If the color is not right, add some caramel coloring. Stir-fry it and add various seasonings, and you have beef immediately."

Liu Guang's face had already stiffened. He hadn't expected her to explain the process so clearly, and she didn't make a single mistake.

"And the evidence is, all these food additives I mentioned can be found in your kitchen!"

Upon hearing Ou Yan's confident words, the nearby employees were already feeling their stomachs churn. They couldn't believe they had eaten lunch made from diseased chicken instead of fresh beef!

One employee patted his chest in relief. "Luckily, luckily, I didn't eat these two dishes for lunch."

They had narrowly escaped a disaster!

Ou Yan's gaze fell on him, finding it amusing. "Do you think only these two dishes have a problem?"

"President Ou, what do you mean by that?" The employees were both confused and scared.

Ou Yan confidently stated, "Out of the thirteen dishes made in the canteen for lunch, not a single one was prepared with fresh ingredients!"

All the people present were stunned.

What? All thirteen dishes were not fresh?

Too terrifying, right?

"President Ou, what about the sausage? The sausage can't possibly be fake, right? Is it made from inferior meat?" An employee started to worry.

Ou Yan remained calm. "Ever heard of starch sausage? Add various powder ingredients, some food additives, barbecue essence oil, and finally a bit of carrageenan. Put it all in a food processor, mix it, and squeeze it into shape. Boil it, and you have sausage."

"Gross..." An employee rushed outside to vomit.

"The evidence is that the food processor hasn't been washed yet, and there's still some minced meat on the inner wall. It can be taken for analysis."

Originally worried that the sausage was made from inferior meat, they didn't expect there was no meat at all! It was just a mixture of various seasonings!

"And the fish soup you all had for lunch, didn't you find the color strange?" Ouyan's gaze swept across the crowd, speaking word by word. "Normal fish soup isn't this white. Unless you add a spoonful of three-flower light milk, then any fish soup can be made to look fresh and sweet."

Someone else ran outside to vomit. They couldn't believe that the canteen would do such unethical things.

"In the kitchen, I also saw concentrated lamb broth. Do you know what it is? Add a spoonful, and even boiling water will have the taste of lamb bone soup."

Another employee sighed in relief. "Luckily, I didn't eat much for lunch, just mixed a bit of sesame sauce in my rice... didn't eat anything else."

"Even the sesame sauce you ate is made with sesame essence."

"..." The employee ran outside again to vomit.

"What a big joke!" Liu Guang, with his hands behind his back, sneered. "Even if you can find all these things, you still have no evidence to prove that the chefs used these things to mix the lunch."

Hu Linquan was also getting annoyed. "President Ou, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want!"

Liu Guang, angered like a provoked tiger, said, "Initially, because of our family relationship, I wanted to settle this amicably. However, President Ou insists on putting such a heavy accusation on me. Now everyone has misunderstood our canteen. I'll report this to the police!"

"Sure." Ou Yan wasn't intimidated. Instead, she said, "Mr. Liu, you're getting old. If you can't handle the phone, I can let He Ning help you."

Liu Guang hadn't expected this little girl to be so difficult to deal with. Coldly smiling, he said, "President Ou, think it through. If I report this, your position won't be secure either!"

"Are you reporting or not?" Ou Yan had no time to waste. "If you don't report, let me handle it."

"Hu Linquan, President Ou is young and impulsive, with a bit of a temper. Give me some face." Hu Linquan started to play the peacemaker. "Go get the morning's ingredient shopping list and show it to President Ou. Prove that they are all fresh ingredients."

"No need." Unimpressed, Ouyan continued, "I heard your canteen buys fresh produce from a small supermarket owned by relatives."

"Is President Ou implying that we, relatives, are colluding with each other?"

"You said that."

"You..."

Ou Yan glanced at He Ning, and he immediately took out his phone, ready to call 110.

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  Chapter 69: Just Test It

If there were really any changes in their relationship, how could Miss Yusha still smile? 

How could she be in the mood to buy them afternoon tea?

"Miss Yusha is only eighteen years old and has already become a winner in life. She was born so well, and her fiancé is so outstanding."

"In every aspect, she is much stronger than us."

"Look at us, twenty-eight years old, either no boyfriend, no savings, or poor family background... Ah, don't know when we can live a good life."

"Alright, alright, lower your voices. If someone hears, the company's reputation will suffer!"

...

On the other side.

Ou Yan entered the office, and the assistant He Ning had already arranged the packed lunch on the coffee table.

A total of thirteen varieties.

"President Ou, you're here?" Hening looked up respectfully. "These are for lunch."

Ou Yan's gaze swept over the food in front of her. She picked up the fish soup, sniffed it, then examined a portion of corn and sausage stir-fry with lily carefully, even using chopsticks to separate the sausage.

The color and taste made her eyes turn a bit cold.

"President Ou, are these foods still fresh?" Hening noticed Ouyan's change.

"Go to the canteen."

Seeing Ou Yan briskly heading to the canteen, a few curious employees followed secretly to watch the show.

In the canteen, a dishwasher was washing dishes, and two chefs were smoking and relaxing in the flowerbed outside.

Seeing Ou Yan suddenly appear, they didn't know who she was, but seeing He Ning behind her, they guessed the identity of the girl in front of them.

She should be the recently appointed and terrifying new CEO—President Ou.

"Assistant He Ning, is this President Ou?" one of the young chefs crushed the cigarette butt under his shoe and asked as he approached.

Seeing Ou Yan walk into the kitchen, He Ning explained nonchalantly, "President Ou is just taking a look around, no need to be nervous."

Ou Yan, upon entering the cooking area, noticed that the hygiene conditions were extremely poor. The young chef explained, "We haven't had time to clean up after lunch. Usually, it's clean. Last week, the inspectors came and gave us an A grade."

"Call your manager."

Upon hearing Ou Yan's icy voice, the young chef hesitated for a moment and hurriedly said, "Our manager is not here usually..."

"Then ask him to come." Ou Yan added coldly, "Immediately."

"Yes..." The young chef had never encountered such an atmosphere, quickly calling the manager.

Just a few minutes after the call, before the manager arrived, Hu linquan came.

"President Ou has some free time, even coming to the kitchen."

Hu linquan rushed here as soon as he got wind of it. Now he saw Ou Yan opening the fridge and inspecting the frozen meat inside.

"President Ou, did you forget? Our canteen has already been contracted out to an external catering company. Even if there's an inspection, it's not our company's people who do it."

Hu linquan smiled confrontationally, looking coldly at Ou Yan.

"From a legal perspective, the company has a supervisory responsibility for the canteen it contracts out. Mr. Hu, you're old, don't understand the law, that's okay."

Ou Yan raised her gaze, calmly looking at the man in front of her, and curled her lips. "I heard the canteen manager is your relative, is that true?"

Hu linquan was stunned, sneering, "President Ou, are you dissatisfied with me? Do you want to target the canteen contracted by my relative?"

Ou Yan coldly smirked, looking up at the camera above. As expected, it had already been turned off.

"Turn on the cameras," Ou Yan instructed her assistant beside her.

"President Ou, what do you want to do?" Hu linquan was displeased with her actions. "Even if you want to turn on the cameras, it's not our company's people who do it."

"President Ou, it's already on." He Ning came back after completing the task, saying respectfully.

At this point, the canteen manager hurriedly arrived, sweating profusely. He noticed the young girl next to Hu linquan and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Hu, who is this...?"

"Haven't you received the news? There's a new boss recently, likes to show authority, and now it's even reaching your level..." Hu linquan completely ignored the girl in front of him.

The manager, Liu Guang, heard the meaning in Hu linquan's words but still respectfully smiled, "President Ou, I don't know what instructions you have?"

"There are a few dumplings left from lunch. I just reheated them, and there are other dishes. Hening, serve Mr. Liu, and Mr. Hu, please taste it too."

"Yes." He Ning immediately went to serve the food.

Hu linquan and Liu Guang looked at each other, not understanding her intentions.

"President Ou, if you want us to taste the food and make improvements, you don't have to. I've already had lunch."

"Mr. Hu has had enough, or is he afraid to eat?" 

Ou Yan's words were like a string, harshly plucking the hearts of everyone present. Even the employees watching the commotion were a bit afraid.

"What do you mean, President Ou?" Hu linquan was immediately displeased.

Liu Guang hurriedly explained, "These dumplings were freshly made by the chefs at noon, right?"

The two chefs nodded hurriedly, but their gazes were clearly nervous and uneasy.

"I didn't say they weren't freshly made." Ou Yan coldly curled her lips. "I'm just curious about the filling inside... What is it made of?"

"The filling..." Liu Guang hesitated for a moment, then smiled, "President Ou, you're joking! The filling inside, of course, is fresh pork minced by the chefs in the morning... wrapped up one by one."

"Minced into pieces with soy protein, mixed with tapioca starch, and a series of food additives, plus pork essence oil. Stir it up, and that's what you call minced pork? As for the green onions inside, is it replaced by scented oil? Am I right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked. What? The dumplings they had for lunch had no trace of meat at all; it was just a pile of food additives?

They felt nauseous.

"President Ou, you can't speak without thinking just because you're young. Do you have any evidence for what you said? If not, you're just tarnishing our canteen without reason..."

Although Liu Guang said this, his eyes were obviously avoiding something, and even Hu linquan's expression couldn't hide his unease.

"Whether the filling in these dumplings is fresh minced pork or not, it will be clear if we send it for testing, right?"

Ou Yan looked at them with interest. "Mr. Liu, when you ate those dumplings just now, did you feel a bit resistant and scared too?"

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Chapter 589: The Third Young Master is Back, a Meeting with the King of the Underworld?

The King of the Underworld lowered his eyes and glanced at Qin Ruan's swollen belly.

His voice softened, with some reassurance, "After the child is born, you won't struggle like this anymore."

Qin Ruan's hand, hanging at her side, twitched slightly.

Her calm and beautiful eyes focused on the King of the Underworld, "What if I don't make it to the child's birth and die?"

Her tone was calm, without much emotional fluctuation.

As if they were discussing something other than life and death.

The King of the Underworld suddenly smiled with profound meaning.

He looked deeply into Qin Ruan's eyes and said meaningfully, "Now, even if you want to die, it's difficult."

Then he quickly changed his tone and said angrily, "Qin Ruan, you've caused trouble for me! Just for this trivial matter, you brought me up here, and now I have to go to Chengdu to report. Do you know how busy I am? I have so many lost souls in the Underworld that need my attention. I don't have time to deal with mortal matters!"

Qin Ruan's gaze pierced through the black mist and looked at the King of the Underworld. She maintained her composure, causing the King of the Underworld to avoid her gaze, looking guilty.

Qin Ruan's lips curled slightly, and her voice became soft and gentle, "I see that you have gained weight recently. Your days should be quite comfortable."

"Who said that? Can't you see that I've actually lost weight? My clothes are all too big now!" The King of the Underworld was furious. He tugged at his black robe and spun around to show off.

With this movement, a rush of black mist came towards Qin Ruan, making her take two steps back.

In this dense black mist, she couldn't see the King of the Underworld's figure.

Suddenly, Qin Ruan's expression changed.

She shouted, "King of the Underworld, don't even think about escaping!"

Feeling Qin Ruan's intense emotions, the King of the Underworld, who was about to flee, turned back and begged, "Little miss, spare me. Focus on gathering your aura in the mortal realm and stop bothering me."

Qin Ruan's voice instantly turned gentle and soft, "You are like my rebirth parents. Without you, I wouldn't be what I am today. I am grateful to you and treat you as my elder. When I encounter things I can't handle, naturally, I would come to seek your help."

Although Qin Ruan's words were full of flattery, the King of the Underworld couldn't help but feel bitter. He couldn't believe that Qin Ruan truly respected and revered him.

The King of the Underworld gritted his teeth, not wanting to pay attention to Qin Ruan.

He couldn't believe that this little miss, who once endured the torment in Purgatory to return to the mortal realm, would playfully tease him when she realized that he couldn't do anything about her.

Qin Ruan didn't know what the King of the Underworld was thinking, and she couldn't see him clearly due to the thick black mist that separated them.

But she could clearly sense the strong resentment emanating from the King of the Underworld.

She summoned the King of the Underworld not only because of the matter of her lifeline.

In the quiet space, Qin Ruan's voice slowly rang out, "King of the Underworld, besides the matter of my lifeline, there's something else I want to ask you about."

"Go ahead, I'm listening." The King of the Underworld's voice was tinged with helplessness.

Qin Ruan gently touched her belly and said, "It's about the father of the child in my belly. Third Young Master Hou was born with purple aura, a sign of an emperor. His destiny is supreme and noble. Why is there a black aura entangled with the purple aura?"

This was the second reason she summoned the King of the Underworld.

The King of the Underworld fell silent.

After a while, a solemn and majestic voice came from the black mist, "Qin Ruan, I can help you be reborn, but I cannot interfere in mortal matters. Your body is like an endless abyss now, needing a continuous supply of aura. The two children rely on absorbing the aura you gather to grow. If you try to untangle the two energies in their father, you are changing his destiny, and it will also consume your own abilities. There are some things even I cannot help with; you can only rely on yourself."

Qin Ruan wasn't surprised by the King of the Underworld's response. She had doubts before, and now she only got confirmation from him.

Her gaze dimmed, and she slightly lowered the corner of her lips, "Why does the Third Young Master Huo, as the darling of the heavens with a noble destiny, suffer from illness and have less than ten years to live?"

The King of the Underworld's tone became heavy, with a clear warning, "Everyone has their own fate, Qin Ruan. Forgive me for being powerless to help you. I can't change anything for you."

Qin Ruan knew the rules of the mortal realm and the underworld realm.

She smiled and shook her head, "I didn't expect you to help me with anything. It's already good enough if you don't take a layer of skin off my body. Asking you for help is more difficult than dealing with the Emperor in Chengdu."

"Little ancestor, you can't say that!" The King of the Underworld became anxious. He pierced through the black mist and stood in front of Qin Ruan.

His black, bottomless eyes stared straight at Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan blinked her eyes, "I even swore an oath to him back then."

The King of the Underworld sighed, "It's different; don't mention him again. Be careful not to get thrown into the purgatory of Chengdu by his loyal subordinates."

It was the first time Qin Ruan heard about Chengdu from the King of the Underworld, "How is Chengdu different from the eighteen levels of hell you oversee?"

The King of the Underworld's tone was solemn, "The area he oversees is the purgatory of Chengdu, where all the wicked and evil people, gh, demons, and monsters are confined. They will never ascend to the heavenly realm. Chengdu is even more terrifying, ruthless, and insidious than the eighteen levels of hell."

Seeing the King of the Underworld's cautious and serious attitude towards Chengdu, Qin Ruan frowned, "Why did you teach me the command of the Emperor of Chengdu's Ghost Ancestor when I returned to the mortal realm?"

The King of the Underworld seemed to twitch his nose, and the red mole on his nose moved along with it.

He said to Qin Ruan, "There will always be wicked and evil creatures in the mortal realm that you can't handle. In critical moments, you can summon the messengers of Chengdu to protect you. They are much more capable than the ghost envoys I control. Each of them is fierce and has extraordinary abilities, which will prevent you from being buried again."

Qin Ruan's gaze slightly drooped, hiding the depth of her thoughts, "Can you also summon the messengers of Chengdu?"

The King of the Underworld was about to say, "Of course..." but he stopped.

Qin Ruan looked at the red mole on the tip of the King of the Underworld's nose.

The King of the Underworld sighed, "I can do it, but every time I trouble them, I have to go to Chengdu. It's not a good place. I haven't been there for many years. Thanks to you, I have to revisit my old haunt this time."

Qin Ruan smiled and changed the topic, "Let's get back to the main point. I need your help with something this time."

The King of the Underworld's tone wasn't very good, "What is it?" he asked with some caution.

Qin Ruan calmly said, "I need two ghosts from you."

The King of the Underworld widened his eyes, "Just that?"

Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Two ghosts registered in the Underworld's records."

The King of the Underworld still didn't understand, "Why don't you let the ghost envoys bring them up?"

Qin Ruan frowned, seeing that the King of the Underworld truly didn't understand.

She said, "Once they are registered in the Underworld, no one other than you can bring them out."

The King of the Underworld fell silent.

After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "ghosts registered in the records, what do you want them for? Have you forgotten to collect aura?"

Qin Ruan shook her head, "No, I have a score to settle with them."

"Is there a deep-seated hatred that makes you so angry?" The King of the Underworld's voice intensified, filled with anger.

Qin Ruan smiled, her lips curving slightly, "Deception."

"You were deceived by the ghosts?" The King of the Underworld's voice grew heavier, with a sense of indignation.

Qin Ruan nodded and told the King of the Underworld about Xiao Guang's and the female ghost's mischief towards her.

The King of the Underworld was furious, "Come, I'll take you to find them!"

Being deceived by ghosts was a great humiliation for all members of the ghost Realm.

A demigod like Qin Ruan, possessing abilities beyond the Ten Yama Kings, was actually played around by ghosts.

To the King of the Underworld, this matter was of utmost importance.

He reached out to hold Qin Ruan's hand, but thinking about the golden light that hurt him earlier, he slowly retracted his hand.

"You lead the way, and I'll take you to find them!" The King of the Underworld extended his robe towards Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan refused the black robe extended to her, "I'm alive now, and going to the Underworld requires leaving my soul. This will waste time, and I don't have much time left."

"Understood!"

The King of the Underworld responded irritably, "You wait here, and I'll bring those two arrogant ghosts up for you!"

The figure covered in black mist disappeared from the room.

"Boom, boom—"

The sound of the door followed immediately.

"Madam, the Third Young Master has arrived."

Outside the door, Lin Hao's voice sounded.

"Understood."

Qin Ruan closed the door and went downstairs.

She worriedly thought that the Third Young Master's return was quite unfortunate timing.

She wondered if he would meet the King of the Underworld.

Qin Ruan went downstairs and found Hou Chuan there too.

He stood in the hall, staring at the ground, seemingly lost in thought.

"How is Hou Zhi? Is she feeling better now?"

Qin Ruan asked, interrupting Hou Chuan's contemplation.

He raised his head and fixed his gaze on Qin Ruan. A smile that was almost imperceptible appeared on his face.

"Much better. In a few days, she'll be able to return to your side, Madam."

Qin Ruan smiled and said, "No rush. Let her take care of her body first."

Hou Chuan shrugged, "That girl is so impatient. She's been clamoring to return to your side all this time."

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Qin Ruan, not missing any change in her expression.

Chapter 588: Old man, still so narrow-minded!

The door was closed, and no movement could be heard inside the room.

Seeing Qin Ruan appear, Lin Hao and the hidden guards finally let go of their anxiety.

Qin Ruan shook her head at them. "Make way for me first."

Lin Hao looked inside the room immediately upon hearing her words, and saw the five ghosts lying on the ground.

His face turned pale, and he quickly stepped back.

The guards of the Hou family couldn't see the ghosts, so they followed Qin Ruan's orders and made way.

Qin Ruan turned back and said to the ghosts inside the room, "You can try again."

The ghost closest to the door, ghost Two, extended his hand and tentatively waved it in front of the door.

His hand could pass through the door, and the light from outside fell on his pale hand.

Ghost Two's eyes emitted a chilling light.

He said excitedly to his brothers behind him, whom he had spent several months with, "I'll go first. My King of Hundred Stars is beckoning me to charge, and once I become a Star King, I'll return to the peak to reunite with you all!"

The other four ghosts saw ghost Two's behavior and knew they could really leave this time.

They all stood up and left the room like a gust of wind.

As they rushed out of the Lou Hong's door, Qin Ruan's low and warning voice echoed, "Do not enter the Netherworld, and do not disrupt the human world order. Otherwise, you will soon see me again."

"Understood, I don't want to see you again, you wicked woman!" Ghost Two's soul penetrated the security door, and his shouting voice was clearly heard.

The other four ghosts also responded immediately, fleeing the scene.

The chilling atmosphere inside the room dissipated, and under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Qin Ruan slowly walked up to the frightened Lou Hong.

"You, don't come any closer," Lou Hong felt terrified by this woman.

He couldn't make sense of her inexplicable behavior just now. Though there was no one else in the room, it felt like she was communicating with some unknown creature, which gave him a creepy feeling.

The expression on his face, on the verge of tears, made him feel like a bully picking on the weak, which he could see from Qin Ruan's eyes.

Qin Ruan stopped, her emotionless gaze falling on Lou Hong. After a brief pause, she gently asked, "Since the accident, have you felt that something is not right during the six months of your recovery at home?"

"No, nothing is wrong. I'm fine!" Lou Hong spoke rapidly.

He continued to back away until he reached the door.

His intention to escape was apparent to anyone.

Qin Ruan rubbed her forehead and helplessly said, "You don't need to be afraid of me. I just have a few words to advise you."

Lou Hong, though slow in reaction, was not stupid.

Her inexplicable behavior just now made it clear that this woman was not ordinary and very dangerous.

Lou Hong placed his hand on the doorknob, his eyes showing fear, "Who are you exactly?"

Qin Ruan cleared her throat and said, "I am a Celestial Master."

Actually, she couldn't really be considered a Celestial Master.

However, facing Lou Hong's resistance, she had to say it to avoid rejection.

"A Celestial Master?!" Lou Hong was astonished, "You, you are a Celestial Master, then why are you here?"

His rejection was apparent on his face.

Qin Ruan squinted her eyes and decided to be straightforward, "Lou Hong, you've been afflicted by an evil spirit in these six months. I suggest you find another place to live as soon as possible."

"The magnetic field of this house has changed, and living here for an extended period can affect your health and fortune. At best, you'll fall ill, but at worst, it could endanger your life."

"Also, don't walk alone at night in the short term. Take care of your health before focusing on your studies."

Lou Hong was a science student, introverted, withdrawn, and skeptical of the supernatural.

"I've been living here for so long, and nothing bad has happened. You coming to my house and scaring me like this, what's your purpose?" He stared at Qin Ruan accusingly, looking like she was bullying him.

Qin Ruan's lips twitched. "That's not an illusion. Move out of here as soon as possible, find a clean place to live, and take good care of yourself."

Lou Hong looked skeptical, "Really?"

Qin Ruan replied, "I'm not lying to you. In the future, avoid walking alone at night, it's not safe."

"I'm scared, can you stay with me? Let me find another place first, I've been living here just fine, and now you tell me such terrifying things. I don't dare to be alone, sob..."

Lou Hong, a grown man, sounded more and more aggrieved.

His nose turned red, and tears welled up in his eyes, uncontrollably falling down his face and not even reaching his chin.

For the first time, Qin Ruan saw a man cry so beautifully that it didn't make people repulsed.

She instructed one of the guards, "You stay here and help him. There's nothing dangerous in the room, so don't worry."

"Yes, Madam," the guard responded, bowing his head.

Looking at the damaged door in the utility room, Qin Ruan added, "By the way, fix the door and compensate for any damages if it can't be repaired."

"Yes—"

After giving the instructions, Qin Ruan and Lin Hao, along with the other guards, left Lou Hong's house.

Today, third young master was going back to the Hou residence, so Qin Ruan decided to go home and check on it first.

She would deal with Xiao Guang and that female ghost later.

After all, she wasn't afraid of them escaping in the Netherworld.

...

Hou residence.

After Qin Ruan returned, she found the house still as desolate as before.

She asked a servant, "Where's Hou Chuan?"

The servant respectfully replied, "Madam, he went to see Hou Zhi."

Hou Zhi had returned and had been bedridden for a while.

During this time, Hou Chuan stayed at home, taking care of her.

Lin Hao stepped forward and asked, "Should I go find him?"

Qin Ruan threw her windbreaker on the sofa in the hall and shook her head, "No need, I'll go upstairs first. Let me know when third young master comes back."

"Alright."

Once she reached her room, Qin Ruan locked the door.

She walked to the balcony and manually closed all the curtains in the room.

The cold light in Qin Ruan's eyes gradually dimmed as the room became darker.

In the quiet room, her cold and commanding voice slowly echoed.

"I, Qin Ruan, under the command of the ancestral Ghost Lord and the Netherworld Emperor, have control over the deities of the Netherworld. Let the Emperor of the North Netherworld, the Great Emperor of the Fengdu, act immediately! Pluto, where are you? Return at once!"

Qin Ruan's voice carried a penetrating force, and the power fluctuated within the Six Realms.

When the Fengdu Great Emperor's command was issued, a golden light flashed in the dim room.

A faint golden light enveloped Qin Ruan.

She was covered in this golden light, solemn and divine, unapproachable.

Qin Ruan's skin, under the golden light, was as white as a pure snow lotus, and her eyes sparkled like stars.

"Qin Ruan!"

Through gritted teeth, a furious voice resounded in the quiet room.

Qin Ruan's golden eyes moved slightly, and her gaze locked onto the dark corner.

There, a figure moved slowly.

Qin Ruan's lips curled up, and her starry eyes gleamed with a cold light. "Pluto is really difficult to invite. If I hadn't invoked the Fengdu Great Emperor, when were you planning to come and see me?"

The figure in the corner slowly approached, and the powerful oppressive aura emanating from him filled the room with a thick, black fog, shrouding everything.

Pluto was clearly angry.

But Qin Ruan was also displeased.

Pluto moved to stand in front of Qin Ruan, and the overwhelming aura suddenly dissipated. The thick black fog also gradually weakened.

He lowered his head and stared at the red thread on Qin Ruan's arm. "What happened?"

Qin Ruan rolled up her sleeve and pointed to the red thread on the inner side of her arm, saying, "This lifeline is getting shorter day by day. Although my body absorbs a lot of ominous energy, it never gets enough. In these past few months, my lifespan has been prolonged, but in just a few days, it's decreased by more than tenfold. If this continues, I will die before the day of childbirth."

Pluto moved closer to Qin Ruan and reached out to touch the red thread on her arm.

But as soon as he stretched his hand out, he was injured by the golden light surrounding Qin Ruan.

His pale hand seemed to be burned, and faint black smoke emanated from it.

Pluto quickly retracted his hand, cursing, "Old man, still so narrow-minded!"

With a wave of his black robe, the black fog on his hand dissipated, and the burn on his finger disappeared.

Pluto's gaze fell on the red thread on Qin Ruan's arm. "You're pregnant with two greedy beings. Your ominous energy is insufficient. Find a way to absorb more."

Qin Ruan raised the corner of her lips, smiling faintly. "In any case, there must be an end to it, right?"

Her expression was calm and indifferent, as always.

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