Chapter 25 That sickly guy is actually a master of metaphysics?

Suddenly, his knees hit the ground, and Ji Qingshan's head fell straight forward.

Baiyun seemed to have lost its anchor, calling out: "Green Mountain! Green Mountain!"

"Qingshan, don't scare me! What's wrong with you?!"

Baiyun stepped forward and hugged him, only to find that his lips were abnormally pale and his body was badly injured.

"Qingshan! How could this happen? Why did this have to happen?" Baiyun looked around in despair.

Only then did they realize that the Ji family members were all watching coldly, each with varying degrees of calculation in their eyes.

Only then did she realize that her whole body was ice cold.

They all seemed to be hoping that Ji Qingshan wouldn't get up.

“He killed Ji Yao and colluded with evil spirits. We can’t let him off so easily.” Ji Qingshan lay in Bai Yun’s arms, panting heavily. “He won’t let the Ji family off the hook.”

“But he’s so amazing…” Baiyun panicked.

"Report to...Discipline Hall!" Ji Qingshan's hand gripped tightly.

Upon hearing this, Ji Huaiming's eyes lit up, and he quickly squatted down: "Dad! I understand, I will definitely handle things well!"

Ji Qingshan closed his eyes wearily, and then lost consciousness.

Ji Huaiming stood up, feeling discomfort in his chest. He frowned and ordered, "Doctor! Go and call the doctor immediately!"

The doctor had just examined Ji Huaiming and hadn't left yet. After looking at Ji Qingshan's condition, he said he still needed to go to the hospital.

Ji Huaiming instructed his people to make the arrangements, and Bai Yun also left with him.

After his mother left, Ji Huaiming felt he was overwhelmed.

Turning to the old man, he said, "The Ji family should strengthen security, handle the funeral arrangements for Grandpa and Uncle first, and not allow any unauthorized personnel to enter. If anyone trespasses, kill them without mercy."

The old man knelt before the coffin, burning paper money for the old man.

"Young master, I'm too old to do this anymore." The old man's eyelids drooped, his back was hunched over, and he looked as if his soul had been taken away.

"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" Ji Huaiming frowned.

He's about to quit.

Now that my uncle is gone, there's no one left in the Ji family to take charge, and we don't have many people we can trust to begin with.

"Young Master, now that the Master is gone, there's no need for me to stay in the Ji family. You should make arrangements for other young people."

The old man's mind is made up.

His voice was hoarse but firm.

“Uncle, you’ve worked for the Ji family for so many years. The Ji family is going through a difficult time right now. You’re just going to leave like that?” Ji Huaiming’s face was grim.

"Have you forgotten what you said to Grandpa before?"

"You said you would always be loyal to the Ji family!"

The old man propped himself up on his knees, as it was somewhat difficult for him, perhaps because he had been kneeling for a long time.

Ji Huaiming suppressed his dissatisfaction and stepped forward: "Uncle, you watched me grow up. My father is seriously injured now, my uncle is gone, and there is no one to help us. The Ji family has been in chaos since Grandpa passed away. You were one of Grandpa's people."

“Your words carry weight, so stay and help me.”

Ji Huaiming looked pleading and helpless, which seemed somewhat unbearable.

The old man looked at the young master with his cloudy eyes, and the words he uttered stunned Ji Huaiming.

"Young Master, wasn't the Master's death one of your doing?"

Ji Huaiming's pupils contracted, his eyes turning sinister: "Uncle, what are you saying?"

"Grandpa was clearly made by Yuanyuan."

“Young master, you can’t hide it from me. Like you said, I watched you grow up.” The old man’s eyes seemed to see right through people.

"Although it was Miss who did it, young master, you really made a mistake in this step."

Ji Huaiming suddenly cried out, "Uncle!"

"Since you're old, you should leave."

"I'm not keeping you here."

The old man took off the Ji family's bracelet, which landed right in the burning brazier.

"Young Master, I don't have much time left, so please don't bother with me."

The old man slowly walked out. The old man was gone, so there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

Upon hearing his words, Ji Huaiming's forehead veins bulged, and his ferocious face looked terrifying.

The discomfort in his chest made him want to have surgery as soon as possible, but his father was also seriously injured, and there were so many things going on at home...

There's also a need for someone to report from the Discipline Hall.

"Huaiming, how is your father now?"

"Second Uncle?" Ji Huaiming's eyes were wary. "Didn't you see what my dad was like just now?"

I didn't know to help just now, but now I realize I'm just being wise after the event.

“I’m not as good as your dad and uncle. If I go up there to help, wouldn’t I just be making things worse?” Ji Liancheng could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his eyes.

"Your dad wants you to have surgery first thing tomorrow morning?"

Ji Huaiming clutched his chest: "That's true, but the house is such a mess right now..."

"Then you can make the arrangements yourself. I'll keep an eye on the Ji family for now." Ji Liancheng's abilities were rather average.

He had little presence in the Ji family.

They lived a comfortable life thanks to the assets given to them by Old Master Ji.

Ji Huaiming had heard his mother say before that Ji Liancheng was the least promising member of the Ji family.

"you?"

Ji Liancheng's fleshy face contorted: "What? You're just a greenhorn who looks down on me?"

"This is my dad too! This is my brother too! By the time your dad gets out of the hospital, my dad and Ji Yao will both be stinking!"

Ji Huaiming was sprayed in the face with his spit, and disgust flashed in his eyes: "What were you doing when you were killed?"

"You just watch the show from the sidelines."

"Your mom must have said a lot about me being a coward, right? Why would I go up there to get myself killed if I'm not going to watch the show?" Ji Liancheng said impatiently. "Your dad's got the temperament to come back in a day or two at most."

"I can only discuss this with you now. The procedures for my father and Ji Yao still need to be followed as they should be."

"If you can hold on a little longer, it would be best to have the surgery later. Your dad will probably be fully recovered by then."

Ji Huaiming saw his mouth moving continuously, but no sound could be heard after that.

In the end, he fell forward and lost consciousness.

"Huh? Huh?" Ji Liancheng didn't expect him to suddenly faint.

"Damn it, Ji Qingshan really got what he deserved; both of his sons died young!"

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When Wang Gui and Wang Shan returned to the courtyard, they saw Ji Huaizhi drinking tea by the pond.

A demon stood beside him, and the two were talking about something.

The demon noticed them and crouched down, its flowing black hair falling down: "Master, I will follow you forever."

"Go down."

The demon's form slowly disappeared before their eyes until it was no longer visible.

"Senior Brother, that female ghost isn't scary anymore."

Ji Huaizhi put down his teacup: "She took her revenge and let go of her resentment, so naturally she's different from before."

"Aren't you going to see her off?" Wang Gui asked.

"Hasn't she already left?"

Seeing that she was avoiding the topic, Wang Gui had no choice but to change the subject: "Master just called."

"I told you you wouldn't be going to the metaphysics conference in five days, so you should stay out of the way for now."

Ji Huaizhi gazed at the lotus flowers in the pond, lost in thought, revealing his soft jawline.

"Master said that based on his understanding of Ji Qingshan, he will definitely report this to the Liancheng Disciplinary Hall, and then he will find a way to subject you to extreme punishment." Wang Gui explained:

"So your master told you to stay hidden for now, and leave everything to him when the time comes."

The Discipline Hall in Lotus City is mainly a place for punishing cultivators, and it is equivalent to a police station for ordinary people.

If any cultivator violates the rules, harms other cultivators, breaks the law, commits murder or other evil deeds, anyone can report it to the Discipline Hall.