As for the awakened body, you can take it to other masters for cooperation and help. It would be good if you can make some useful things into it.
It would be best if you could make a good talisman to protect your home.
Old Master Song frowned, still feeling heartbroken. After waiting for three years, he still had to take a suboptimal step to awaken his spiritual fetus.
"Dad, what are you worried about?"
Song Biao's voice suddenly rang out in the study.
He grabbed the door handle and slowly closed the door.
The tall figure walked towards Mr. Song.
Old Master Song hurriedly put away the talisman and raised his walking stick to question him, "How dare you barge in without my permission!"
Song Biao put his hands in his pockets and said, "Song Xin'er is useful again, right? That's why your attitude towards me today is so abnormal. You are still unwilling to pass the position to me."
"You like this feeling of supremacy, but you're also afraid that things will get out of your control. You're afraid that I'll turn against you after I get this position because of the torture you've put me through over the years, right?"
Just now, when Mr. Song asked him to leave, he hid in the corner and eavesdropped. Although they spoke in a very low voice, he was able to catch the three words "Song Xiner".
With these three words, his guess is valid.
Song Biao continued to approach with a gloomy look on his face.
"Dad, you know how badly you tortured me, right? You're afraid that if I knew you killed Yuan Yi, I'd want revenge, right? Then why did you do it in the first place?"
His expression gradually became ferocious and hysterical.
Old Master Song looked stunned and took a step back.
Song Biao is very scary now. He is in a state of losing his mind and not caring about the consequences.
He was able to control Song Biao in the past because he and Song Biao had an exchange of interests.
Song Biao was convinced by him, so he could give Song Biao the qualification of a candidate.
But now, Song Biao knew that he had never intended to pass on the throne, so even if he got desperate, he would bite.
Song Biao strode forward and grabbed Old Man Song's neck tightly.
"Dad, you've made me so miserable! You deserve to die!"
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