The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 102 - 100: Kids and such are the most annoying

Chapter 102: Chapter 100: Kids and such are the most annoying

The old lady said a few more reluctant words.

After the Ghost King couple returned to the Netherworld and regained their original forms, their emotions toward humans would naturally become faint. This is determined by their identity and nature as immortals.

But for the sake of their daughter, they patiently listened to the old lady finish speaking.

Then, just like when they arrived, they left stepping on the black fog.

Hu Qiansui lazily and casually walked to the front of Shen Heying.

The Shen Family was completely terrified. They had just seen off the Fengdu Ghost King couple, and now what was this doll that suddenly materialized?

Shen Heying involuntarily took two steps back.

Hu Qiansui lazily glanced at him, "Your father concealed his evil cultivation for many years and held a high position in the Hai State Xuanmen Association. We have reasonable grounds to suspect that he used evil cultivation to earn illicit wealth, so I will take your father away for investigation. The Shen Family’s properties will be sealed from today, and everything will be clear after the investigation."

Shen Heying’s forehead was covered with beads of sweat, looking at his father kneeling on the ground.

His father’s graying hair strongly stimulated him—

He was still young, only in his thirties, and the entire Shen Family still depended on him.

As for his father, who had already enjoyed a glorious life, once held high positions, received people’s respect, and lived a life of luxury and extravagance, at his age, there was no more future ahead.

So—

The best course of action was to cut the losses and move on.

Thus, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said through clenched teeth:

"I’ll listen to the leader in everything. My father brought this upon himself, his actions have nothing to do with me, but a portion of the Shen Family’s property I accumulated myself and has nothing to do with him. As long as we are allowed to divide the assets, I will absolutely cooperate with your investigation, and I can even help you testify against my father."

Shen Cong, already shrinking, suddenly trembled, looking up, his reddened eyes filled with despair and self-ridicule.

"Well, well, this is the good son I’ve raised. I worked hard all my life to end up like this."

Hu Qiansui shook his head with a cold smile, as expected, it was quite a show.

The cycle of karma in the world is inevitable.

The most painful betrayal comes from those most trusted and closest to you. For Tang Qing’s vengeance, it seems the heavens had long since planted the seeds of revenge for him.

"Well done," Hu Qiansui patted Shen Heying’s shoulder.

...

By the time they returned to the Yun Family, it was already dark. The Old Master personally went to greet them; seeing his wife’s swollen eyes and Yun Qiuce’s frightened expression, he speculated that something remarkable must have happened.

Instead, Yun Qi was the calmest one.

"Qi, what happened to your grandmother?"

Before Yun Qi could respond, the old lady went up to hold the Old Master’s hand, shaking her head, whispering:

"Qi is also tired, let her go and rest."

"And you..."

She shook her head, showing him a relieved smile.

"I’m fine, really. After so many years, my heart’s knot is finally untied. I won’t think about it anymore."

It wasn’t until the next morning that the Old Master heard from Yun Qiuce about what had happened.

The death of his third son was a permanent pain in his heart; upon hearing Yun Qiuce’s explanation, his heartache began to soothe gradually.

"That’s good then. Like your mother, I don’t speak of it, but remembering the third son at night always makes me terribly sad. Now knowing he’s well, we can completely let it go."

"Dad, don’t you feel regret not seeing the third brother one last time?"

"No regrets." The Old Master shook his head, his face full of smiles, his eyes red. "We walk different paths; the third son has returned to his rightful place, and we must continue with our lives. There are too many births and deaths, loves and separations in this world; the most important thing is not to dwell on the past, to forgive yourself."

Yun Qiuce listened in a daze.

Meanwhile, Qi had just gotten out of bed, only to be confronted by an unethical worker demanding wages.

The Mountain Ghost’s true form was that of a Mountain Spirit, unlike ordinary ghosts, it was completely unafraid of sunlight.

At this moment, it transformed into its large original form, covered in green vines and grass, adorned with pearls and hairpins, hovering high above Yun Qi’s head, extending a hand, demanding ruthlessly: "Pay up."

"Pay up?" Yun Qi, just waking up, blinked her bright phoenix eyes in confusion, yawning long.

"Yes. You promised that if I followed you, you’d give me incense money. Nowadays, how many still know of my Mountain Ghost? Apart from asking you, I have no other income. Besides, that Earthborn Fetus chubby, I’ve been taking good care of him for you. That boy eats a lot; you know that bamboo grove I drew at the back yard? That boy ate all the bamboo shoots in the grove. If you don’t pay up, you’ll have to take care of that chubby yourself."

Only then did the poor Little Dumpling realize what was going on, waving his hand:

"I understand, Qi can’t be the kind of boss who delays wages, I’ll have someone donate incense money for you immediately."

After dealing with the debt collector in the morning, Yun Kuang, holding a comb, expressed indignation and grievance over not being able to accompany them to the Shen Family the previous night, then insisted on braiding Little Dumpling’s hair.

Yun Qi, having never seen such a spectacle, held onto her hair, a single emotion in her phoenix eyes—stay away!

Little girls cherish their hair.

Yun Kuang was stomping in urgency, "Why are you afraid, Qi? Brother learned how to braid a girl’s hair online. Look at this style, although your hair isn’t long enough, with two buns on top merging into one in the middle, then splitting into two short ponytails at the bottom, I think it’s still doable..."

The little dumpling, never flinch in the face of ghosts, ran away holding her hair, her little voice trembling, "Grandpa save me, brother wants to braid my hair."

Envisioning her entire head full of lopsided sky-high buns caused by Yun Kuang’s straight-boy aesthetics, she was already resigned to her fate.

Yun Kuang didn’t succeed, and during breakfast, he was still full of complaints: "That style is so cute, that’s how all the little girls do it."

Yun Qi covered her ear-length short hair, giving a small humph.

Instead of wasting his enthusiasm, big cousin might as well study his Three-Bowl Talisman.

After breakfast, an internal announcement was published to the Hai State Xuanmen Association.

The Shen Family was under joint investigation by the Beijing 49th Bureau Headquarters and the Hai State Xuanmen Association. Shen Heying was dismissed, and Elder Yun looked at the announcement, shaking his head with a sigh.

Yun Qi was never interested in these adult affairs and transferred two million to Yun Qiuce, asking him to find someone to donate incense money to the Ancient Mountain God Temple in a wild southern mountain village.

She then sat alone on a small bench in the courtyard, counting on her fingers to calculate how much money she had left.

A shadow suddenly covered her, she looked up, her gaze slowly moving upward, shabby sneakers, distressed jeans, a loosely buttoned white shirt, and then a rebellious and aloof teenage face.

Handsome, with long eyelashes, fair skin, slim yet tall and straight, his brow and eyes were cold to the extreme, full of defiance and disdain.

"Kids, the most annoying things." The boy tossed out a comment, then followed the butler into the house, pulling a small suitcase with him.

Yun Qi: ...

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