When Earth becomes a battlefield and killing becomes the norm, everyone eagerly awaits their desired items from treasure chests dropped by monsters. But he, having opened so many treasure chests, h...
"Are you crazy? There are Jiang family members outside this early in the morning," Liu Zhaodi said with a laugh.
"It's okay, let's hurry up." Jiang Yuan was about to take off his clothes.
But according to a certain law that the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen, things are bound to be not going so smoothly at this moment. Just then, Jiang Nian's clear voice rang out from outside the quiet courtyard.
"Brother and sister-in-law, are you awake? Grandpa and the others want you to come over." Jiang Nian's loudspeaker voice sent chills down Jiang Yuan's spine.
Liu Zhaodi crossed her arms and covered her fair shoulders, then looked at Jiang Yuan with innocent eyes, as if to say that this was not her fault, but rather the unfortunate weather.
"Shh, let's pretend we're still asleep," Jiang Yuan gestured. How could a man who had taken up an AK on the battlefield easily control his recoil?
However, the single-minded Jiang Nian didn't have so many strange ideas. Seeing that no one answered, she pushed open the courtyard gate and came in. The next step was to open the main gate directly. It seemed that she was going to come in and use the etiquette to wake the two of them up.
"Cough cough!"
Jiang Yuan coughed hard, then cleared his throat and called out, "Get up, wait for us for three minutes."
Three minutes?
Liu Zhaodi gave her a strange look, and she understood immediately, so she hugged him, muttering to herself, "Is the average length of a man really that short?"
"What are you thinking about!"
Jiang Yuan sat up in bed, speechless, and said, "I said three minutes is for getting dressed and washing up!"
"..."
Liu Zhaodi was clearly taken aback, but her expression immediately became serious, and she nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "I also think that three minutes to get dressed and wash up is a bit short."
"Actually, I really wanted to get married here." Jiang Yuan looked at the simply decorated but warmly decorated room. Wasn't this a kind of life inheritance, from his parents to himself?
Liu Zhaodi was touched by these words and promised, "Sure, I quite like it here too."
"Forget it, we can't go back here anyway."
He has already been expelled from the Jiang family, so he has no intention of coming back; this idea is merely wishful thinking.
The two wasted no time, dressed quickly, and left with Jiang Nian. This morning was the day the Jiang family had promised to give to Hun Mi, and they certainly couldn't be absent.
As for whether the Jiang family will give up the Soul Secret, Jiang Yuan has no idea. His actions yesterday completely humiliated the Jiang family, so the matter of the Soul Secret is very uncertain.
Liu Zhaodi saw through Jiang Yuan's thoughts, so she comforted him, "Don't worry, I feel that the elders in the Jiang family are quite reasonable. Even if they don't consider personal feelings, they will make the right choice based on righteousness."
Jiang Yuan is now bound to China; his glory is China's glory, and his loss is China's loss.
"I hope so!" Jiang Yuan didn't have high hopes. If he couldn't obtain the Soul Secret, he would have no choice but to resort to force.
Having fought his way through, he now only has one Soul Secret Technique left in the lower and middle three levels, and he cannot give it up.
Jiang Nian was just chatting with Liu Zhaodi. As for Jiang Yuan, she seemed quite afraid of him. Not only her, but almost all the Jiang family members of the same generation as Jiang Yuan had been dominated by his powerful strength. It was not just an ordinary difference, but a world of difference. This also led to the fact that the current Jiang family members might look down on this 'outsider' in secret, but no one dared to be presumptuous in front of him in public.
"Sister-in-law, the Jiang family is preparing to send a team to Wanshan City today," Jiang Nian said to Liu Zhaodi. Whether she was deliberately saying this to Jiang Yuan was unknown.
"Really?" Liu Zhaodi's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she pressed on, "Then, are there demigods?"
"This..." Jiang Nian looked troubled. She glanced at the unmoved Jiang Yuan before whispering, "I'm not too sure either, but it's probably not true. After all, Wanshan City isn't our Jiang family's main battlefield."
"I see!"
Liu Zhaodi was not surprised, because the time for demigods to appear on the battlefield had not yet come. These demigods were all powerful figures left over from the previous battlefield, so they could be said to be people who had escaped the rules. They could not appear on the battlefield openly, let alone unleash their full power.
"By the way, what did Brother Yuan talk about with the elders yesterday? Why do they all seem a little unhappy today?" Jiang Nian finally couldn't contain her curiosity and asked.
But how could Liu Zhaodi answer this question? Putting everything else aside, this was a family matter of the Jiang family, and she had no right to interfere.
Seeing Liu Zhaodi remain silent, Jiang Nian wisely refrained from further questioning. Instead, she silently led the way until they reached the Jiang family's ancestral hall, where she stopped and said, "Brother and sister-in-law, the elders are waiting for you ahead. Nian'er will take her leave now."
"Okay, then Nian'er, remember to visit your sister-in-law's house next time." Liu Zhaodi quite liked this straightforward girl.
Jiang Nian did not linger, clearly indicating that the Jiang family also had important matters to attend to today. First, they were to send troops to Wanshan City, and second, they were to hand over the Soul Secret. Both of these matters were of paramount importance and concerned the future of the Jiang family.
Let's go!
Jiang Yuan and Liu Zhaodi entered the Jiang family ancestral hall. This time, unlike the family banquet last night, most of the Jiang family's powerful members were present, making the scene extremely grand.
"Demigod!"
Liu Zhaodi's pupils contracted as she looked at the people in the ancestral hall.