After dinner, Li Hongjin hurriedly returned to the village. Now that the days are getting shorter, he wants to get back to the village before dark to avoid any unexpected situations on the way, such as the tractor breaking down again.
In addition, the mountain produce at home needs to be sorted out so that it can be delivered to Manager Duan tomorrow morning. In short, time is of the essence.
After Li Hongjin left, Manager Duan said to Shang Lin frankly, "Although I don't know why the mountain products I bought from you before are different from those collected by other people, I believe you must have more than a little bit. I won't ask any more questions, just sell them to me."
Shang Lin was prepared. "Actually, those mountain products were given to me by a distant cousin. He knew that my family was not well-off and that I was not in good health, so he wanted to help us. But his family was not well-off either, so he could only give me some mountain products. However, my godfather does not know this, so I asked Manager Duan to help me keep it a secret."
Manager Duan was taken aback. Was there really a problem between this father and son? But he still casually asked, "What's there to hide? You wouldn't abandon your godfather, would you?"
"Well, things are a bit complicated, and I can't say too much about it," Shang, the actor, immediately chimed in. "After all, every family has its own problems, right?"
Manager Duan was taken aback again, then said as if he understood, "I understand, I understand. So where am I supposed to get the goods?"
Shang Lin continued her act, "I've already told my cousin to get ready, he's just waiting for my call."
"Then you can use my phone."
Shang Lin smiled innocently, "No need, he doesn't have a cell phone and will have to ask someone to relay the message. Manager Duan will confirm the time and place, and I'll have my cousin go directly."
Manager Duan looked at Shang Lin for a while before saying, "I don't know your cousin either. He doesn't have a cell phone, so we can't contact him. How about this, we'll meet whenever you're free tomorrow."
Shang Lin could clearly sense Manager Duan's skepticism about his explanation, but he was reluctant to give up something good, so he said directly, "Then tomorrow at noon will do. I have two hours of lunch break."
"……good."
"I need to go to the restroom first. Manager Duan, please wait for me for a moment."
"Um."
Shang Lin went straight to the restroom after leaving the restaurant. The restroom in the small restaurant had its advantages, such as only allowing one person to enter at a time. He hurriedly let Huang Ying out, "When you were with Manager Duan before, did you notice anything wrong with him?"
Huang Ying looked around at the surroundings, feeling a little dissatisfied, but still replied, "There's no problem. Besides, I only spent a day with him and I already met the Master, oh, no, the Sect Master."
"Such a short time? Did you go home with him?"
Huang Ying looked at Shang Lin with some doubt and asked, "Does the sect leader think there's something wrong with that person? Or do you want me to investigate?"
"Smart." Shang Lin praised without reservation. "I noticed something was off about his expression, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it, so I thought I'd have you go with him to check it out. After all, it would be easier since you've been with him before. But the condition is that you protect yourself and come back to school to find me as soon as possible."
Huang Ying wanted to say, "Isn't the sect leader worried that I'll run away and not come back?"
But thinking that this person trusted him so much, he probably didn't care whether he stayed or left, so he said, "Okay, Sect Master, I'll go with him now."
When Shang Lin returned, Manager Duan had already settled the bill. He then drove him to school and said, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Shang Lin went straight to the dormitory with his backpack. The boys who had just returned to school were full of energy. He dodged two boys who were playing around to the left, and then turned to the right to avoid three boys who were pulling and tugging at each other.
From the moment he entered the dormitory building, Shang Lin felt like he was surrounded by a sea of people, a testament to the results of his recent cultivation. But just as he was about to reach his own dormitory room, Meng Zhe, who came out of the room, grabbed his arm and said, "Come on, come out with me for a bit."
"Where are we going?" Shang Lin looked at the person who had pulled her away as soon as she finished speaking, puzzled. "At least let me put my bag down first..."
Before Shang Lin could finish speaking, Meng Zhe reached out and took his schoolbag, slung it over his shoulder, and silently pulled him out of the school gate, then stopped in front of a van.
Meng Zhe opened the side door of the car and pushed Shang Lin inside, then he sat down as well. "Sorry, my father wants to meet you."
Shang Lin looked at Meng Zhe, puzzled. Why was he acting like he was afraid she would run away? And why was he so serious?
The man in the driver's seat immediately turned around, looked at Shang Lin and smiled kindly, "Shang Lin, right? I'm Meng Fanyu, Meng Zhe's father. Actually, I didn't come here for anything else, I just wanted to ask you if you noticed anything unusual about Meng Zhe on Thursday night?"
Shang Lin looked at Meng Fanyu with a slight surprise. He couldn't tell the difference between the father and son's faces. It was quite interesting!
Although Shang Lin is currently just a sickly young man, he possesses a wealth of cultivation and a vast reserve of knowledge that won't be scattered by heavenly lightning unless it causes him to lose his memory. Therefore, he can still accurately judge people.
The fact that he couldn't discern the features of Meng Fanyu and his son only meant that they were extraordinary, or that the people around them were extraordinary. Now that the other party had brought up Thursday night's events so precisely, it further confirmed his judgment.
However, Shang Yingdi was quite engrossed in acting, and immediately greeted him very obediently, "Hello, Uncle. I only know that he didn't sleep well that night, but I didn't notice anything unusual."
After saying that, he looked at Meng Zhe and asked, "What's wrong with you? You seem fine." This was not a lie from Shang Lin. When Meng Zhe pulled him along just now, he had secretly checked the other's pulse.
"Hmm." Meng Zhe's voice was muffled, and it was unclear who he was angry with.
Meng Fanyu looked at Shang Lin seriously and said, "Meng Zhe said you're not in good health and can't even drink milk, but you look fine to me."
Shang Lin wanted to say, "I've been trying my best to rest and cultivate whenever I can, but one messy thing after another has left me with almost no time to breathe. My physical condition is also in terrible shape, so it's impossible for me to recover quickly, but it's much better than before."
But when she opened her mouth, she said, "Yes, I went to the provincial hospital before and I'm slowly recovering."
Meng Fanyu immediately smiled and said, "That's good. Your evening class is almost over, right? Go back now."
Shang Lin readily agreed, "Goodbye, Uncle."
Although Shang Yingdi was trying his best to act like a fifteen-year-old boy, his inherent composure was something that a fifteen-year-old boy could not possess, so Meng Fanyu still noticed something was off.
Of course, no matter how much Meng Fanyu sensed Shang Lin's unusual behavior, he would never suspect that the other party had transmigrated from the cultivation world; he merely planted a seed of suspicion in his heart. Besides, there were so many hidden families, it wouldn't be surprising if any kind of being existed there, as long as they didn't pose a threat to them.
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