According to their grandfather's requirements, the Jiang family's children must study a certain major and enter a certain job.
There is no freedom, no choice.
In the Jiang family, having something to like is a luxury.
Jiang Ting dislikes business, being a CEO, and competition.
He had to become stronger, powerful enough.
He's strong enough, so his younger brother has a choice.
My second brother is slow-witted but loves art.
Jiang Ting sent him to learn singing and dancing, helping him enter the entertainment industry.
My younger brother is too clever and willful.
Jiang Ting built a laboratory for him and helped him with the aftermath.
Although he had no choice, his two younger brothers chose what they liked, and even if they left the Jiang family, they would still have a skill and be able to stand on their own in society.
He wasn't very capable; all he could do was protect his two younger brothers.
What Jiang Ting regrets most is his sister.
Every night, I see images of my younger sister as a child and imagine what she will look like when she grows up.
One year old, two years old, three years old... twenty years old.
She's a grown woman now.
He became the president and gained the idol's trust, but he could never find his sister again.
The second brother is looking for his sister, and Jiang Ting is also looking for her.
Since it can't be done openly and honestly, it has to be done secretly.
He knew that his second and youngest brothers had each spent 50 million to buy Buddhist prayer beads at Qingxin Temple.
Using Xu Yancheng's name, Jiang Ting also donated 50 million incense money in exchange for an ordinary bead.
The three brothers spent 150 million to buy three plastic Buddhist prayer beads, which is probably the most outrageous deal in the world.
When his younger brother went missing, Jiang Ting recognized his sister at a glance.
He will never forget those eyes.
She is my younger sister, the younger sister I've missed for twenty years.
Jiang Ting also knew that his two foolish younger brothers were plotting behind his back, thinking he was a bad person.
Oh no, I almost revealed my true feelings.
He is a cold and aloof CEO.
You can't laugh, you can't cry.
Jiang Ting frowned, expressing complex emotions, and pretended to be angry for a moment.
My sister wasn't dead; she was standing right in front of me, alive and well.
The younger brothers live freely and willfully.
I have no regrets in this life.
Jiang Ting works during the day and deals with the idols at night, thinking about how to end it all.
Grandpa hoped that the Jiang family would surpass the Fu, Ji, Su, and He families to become the head of the five major families.
He slept only four hours a day and devoted himself to leading the Jiang family back to second place.
Why second? Because Fu Jingyao is more talented.
After being defeated by Fu Jingyao time and time again, Jiang Ting began to question the meaning of life.
However, he did not lose.
According to seniority, Fu Jingyao should call him "elder brother".
Jiang Ting could only think about it; he couldn't hear the word "Big Brother."
Nightmares became more frequent, and his health deteriorated day by day; the eerie red light was slowly consuming him.
The statue suddenly decided to change the formation, train him into the formation's core, and promise him immortality.
"Jiang Ting, you have done a great job all these years. I have decided to appoint you as my esteemed subordinate, granting you immortality. Let us conquer the world together."
What's the point of immortality if one lives like a caged bird?
The idol uses him, and he can use the idol.
Jiang Ting possessed a portion of the power of the statue.
The first thing to do was to drive away the second and youngest brothers and remove them from the family genealogy.
One person is enough to be trapped in a cage; the two younger brothers have a much wider world to explore.
Jiang Ting had planned everything meticulously, and with the determination to die, he awaited the next ancestral worship ceremony, intending to drag the statue of the deity down with him to his death.
Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well choose how I die.
So tired, so tired.
It's almost over...
Is it almost over?
It's finally over.
This time he succeeded, successfully completing his plan and taking the statue with him to his death.
Death is not the end, but the beginning.
Jiang Ting is free now; he no longer needs to pretend.
He can do whatever he wants, express his inner feelings, and do what he likes.
Those beautiful images flashed through my mind: his sister stealing his tea, his sister giving him a yellow talisman, his younger brother and sister climbing over the wall together...
I wish I could go back to that night.
A peaceful and cozy evening.
He once had simple happiness.
Jiang Ting smiled happily, a genuine smile.
Like the rising sun, dazzling and radiant.
Goodbye, Xiaoji.
Goodbye, Koike.
Goodbye, Xixi.
My older brother is gone—
Go find your own freedom.
...
boom--!!
The explosion was deafening, and the powerful impact threw the three people out of the ancestral hall.
It soars high and falls gently.
Is the eldest brother protecting them?
No!
My older brother is inside!!
My older brother has disappeared!!
Jiang Ji fell to the ground, her hair standing on end, her face as black as coal, and two streams of tears flowing down her cheeks.
He screamed hysterically, "Brother, come back, come back..."
Jiang Chi sat blankly on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes gradually turning red.
He murmured, "Big brother won't come back. Big brother did it on purpose, he deliberately abandoned us, he doesn't want us anymore..."
"No! Big Brother won't abandon us!!"
Jiang Ji screamed like a madman, snot and tears streaming down his face, his cheeks black and white, looking like a beggar who had been wandering for ten years.
One was crying loudly, the other was in a daze.
The atmosphere was heavy and sorrowful, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the ancestral hall was reduced to ruins.
Lin Xi froze, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Jiang Ting couldn't possibly still be alive; there's no way his body is even gone.
Killing the statue of the god will destroy the formation.
If the formation is broken, the one at the core of the formation will surely die.
Jiang Ting took on everything himself before she could, not wanting her to suffer the pain of making a choice.
Lin Xi looked at the thick smoke filling the sky and strode forward.
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