Chapter 1011: Chapter 1011: Qin Man’s Plan
Although Fu’er had never met Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan, he had met Qin Yingjun. Seeing the appearances of Ou Lan and Qin Yongfu, he could guess their identities.
“Why would Mr. Qin come over so late?” Fu’er asked politely.
Qin Yingjun’s face was very pale, even more so than during the day, and his eyes seemed a bit vacant.
In the words of their Xuanmen, it was as if he had been frightened out of his wits.
Upon hearing Fu’er’s words, Qin Yingjun’s eyes finally focused a bit, “Has the Abbot rested?”
Fu’er replied, “Not yet, our Abbot is still in the side hall. Are you here to see our Abbot?”
Hearing that Jiangli had not yet rested, the tension on Qin Yingjun’s face relaxed for a moment. When he spoke again, he became a bit choked up, “I, we are here to see the Abbot. Could you please take us to meet him?”
“Mr. Qin, you’re being too formal. You are our honored guest, of course, you can.” Fu’er stepped aside and said, “Mr. Qin, please.”
Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan held onto Qin Yingjun’s hands and walked in together.
Fu’er then closed the door and led them into the side hall.
“Ancestor, Mr. Qin is here.”
Fu’er announced loudly.
Qin Yingjun’s family stepped into the side hall.
Jiangli raised his eyes to look over and noticed Qin Yingjun’s red eyes, and was the first to ask, “Did something happen?”
The always uneasy Qin Yingjun saw Jiangli and it was as if seeing a family member; this big man almost cried in front of Jiangli.
Seeing the aggrieved look on his face, Jiangli immediately said, “Let’s talk first, don’t cry.”
Qin Yingjun swallowed back the sob in his throat, cleared his throat, and said, “I almost didn’t make it here to see the Abbot today.”
Jiangli heard this and remained calm: “Relax, with my Amulet, you won’t die.”
Upon hearing these words, Qin Yingjun became excited, “If it weren’t for the Abbot’s Amulet today, I would really be dead; it was terrifying…”
Seeing him trembling slightly, his body weak, Jiangli pointed to the chair opposite, “Sit down and talk first.”
Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan heard this and guided Qin Yingjun to sit down.
After they sat down, Jiangli asked, “Did Qin Man make a move?”
Qin Yingjun choked up and nodded.
Qin Yongfu sighed and spoke for Qin Yingjun, “We really didn’t expect that Manman would hate Yingjun so much. She somehow got a cake and insisted that Yingjun eat it…”
Xia Xin, who had just posted something, heard this and asked curiously, “What kind of cake?”
“At first, we didn’t know what kind of cake it was; we thought it was an ordinary cake. But later, after asking Qin Man, we found out that it was made with the ashes of Wen Mao.” Ou Lan looked terrified, shivering at the thought of the cake’s ingredients.
“Ash, ashes?!”
Xia Xin’s jaw almost dropped.
What the hell, someone made a cake with ashes?
“Isn’t Qin Man Wen Mao’s mother? How could she do such a thing?” Xia Xin couldn’t understand.
Ou Lan wiped the corners of her eyes, clenching her teeth in hatred: “She’s gone mad! She said it was our family Yingjun who caused Wen Mao’s death. By doing this, she could bring Wen Mao back, resurrecting him with Yingjun’s body.”
Jiangli frowned slightly, “Resurrection? This method wasn’t something she came up with, was it?”
“Right, she said she heard it from a master in the Jianghu. That master gave her a Talisman and a recipe, telling her to use Wen Mao’s ashes to make food for Yingjun to eat, so Wen Mao could be reborn within Yingjun.” Ou Lan spoke with both fear and a bite of hatred in her voice.