"Alright, alright, I'll stop asking. You're busy, you're busy."

Tan Wenbin left "crestfallen."

Liu Yumei's face gradually shifted from gloomy to bright, she picked up a sour berry and put it in her mouth:

"Ah, I wouldn't be busy otherwise."

...

Li Zhiyuan didn't know exactly how long he had slept, but it must have been a long time.

He wanted to wake up, but couldn't open his eyes.

He tried hard to open them.

His eyes opened, his body emerged; he had walked Yin.

Scanning the surroundings, he recognized where he was.

However, it was somewhat surprising that after he walked Yin, Alii did not follow.

Could it be that she's not in the bedroom right now?

She should be in the bedroom.

In his Walking Yin state, to Alii, he was like a ghost; she could see him without having to walk Yin.

The reason the girl didn't follow to walk Yin was likely to avoid playing with him in that state, reducing his exhaustion.

However, Li Zhiyuan felt that even if he ended the Walking Yin state now, his weary body might not be able to awaken temporarily.

He now somewhat understood the feelings of Grandpa Yin Meng in the past.

Lying in the coffin all day, only managing to walk Yin at night to get some air.

Li Zhiyuan walked out of the bedroom and went up the stairs.

The sky was dark; it was still nighttime.

He had no intention of going into other people's rooms but went straight to the third floor, entering the room with the ancestral tablets.

The young man stood in front of the offering table, his gaze continuously sweeping over the ancestral tablets of the Qin and Liu Families.

These tablets varied from new to old.

There wasn't much to see.

Yet when one's gaze skims over those names, it feels as if a heaviness could be tasted in the mouth.

Behind each name is a piece of history, a storm of events.

He had already encountered two instances related to Qin Kan; yet, Qin Kan was just one of the myriad names there.

Xiong Shan might misunderstand the intentions behind Langhua, but he himself is unlikely to make such mistakes, as he could verify by deducing Alii's dreams.

The reason he could do this wasn't due to his own excellence, but rather because he bore the legacy of the Qin and Liu Families.

The heritage of one top-tier Dragon King may not suffice; it is only by merging the two families that provides him with such a comprehensive test bank.

The spirits of the Qin and Liu Families' ancestors were no longer present.

Yet the protection from the Qin and Liu Families continued to be bestowed upon him.

"Why did you suddenly think of coming here for a look?"

The voice of the elderly lady came from behind him.

Li Zhiyuan turned around and saw Liu Yumei.

The real elderly lady should be resting in bed now; the one in front of him was also walking Yin.

"I disturbed your rest."

"Ah, when people get older, they naturally sleep less.

Besides, you've already been stealthy enough, walking Yin up the stairs, who could justly claim you made a racket?"

Liu Yumei walked to the offering table, waved her hand, and all the candles on the table ignited, making the room bright and solemn.

"Xiao Yuan, what made you think of coming here?"

"No other reason, just wanted to have a look."

"Feeling weighed down by responsibilities?"

"No, it's the burden that has lifted me too high."

"Oh, feeling your morals don't match your position?"

"Yes."

"Why bother with such thoughts? While you bear the surname Li, in truth, you are now also a child of our Qin and Liu families; when the ancestors created their glorious legacies, they wished to shine upon the descendants."

"I thought you would say they meant to shelter."

"Indeed they could shelter, but now they don't possess that ability anymore. Besides, needing to be sheltered by the ancestors would make the descendants seem too useless, wouldn't it?"

"You're right."

"Remember Grandma's words, treat yourself as a child of our own family, don't distance yourself, nor be overly courteous."

"Thank you, Grandma."

"You should head back to your body to rest soon, you shouldn't tire yourself further now."

"I know, I'll stay a little longer."

"Alright, and..." Liu Yumei said very seriously, "Whenever you're tired, Grandma will bring the lamp to help you. Our family is powerful and wealthy enough; we don't need false reputations and can live safely and comfortably through life."

"Okay, thank you, Grandma, for your concern."

Liu Yumei disappeared.

In the room, only the young man remained.

Lighting the lamp a second time means admission of defeat; it's a rule known throughout Jianghu.

It was unclear whether Xiong Shan had avenged himself, and if he had lit the lamp a second time.

Uncle Qin failed in Zou Jiang, yet after lighting the lamp a second time, he still lived well.

But in truth, secretly inside, Li Zhiyuan harbored a suspicion.

That is, he hadn't personally lit the lamp, it was the river water that had forcibly dragged him down.

A procedure improperly started, could it lead to a righteous finish?

This river,

he must either successfully transform into a dragon or sink beneath its depths.

There is no third path.

Because,

very likely,

he doesn't even have the right to surrender!

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