Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 554 Zhaozong’s words, Su Family, wrapping up the operation [2 more updates]

Chapter 554: 554 Zhaozong’s words, Su Family, wrapping up the operation [2 more updates]

Fu Qiao had always known that she was just a pawn, not even aware of who the chess player might be.

From a young age, she had witnessed their ruthlessness, heaven-reaching abilities like those of divine beings, commanding awe.

What could Ye Wanlan do by herself?

"No, not me," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "it’s us."

Fu Qiao was startled: "You... you all?"

Who?

Ye Wanlan looked at her coldly, "We won’t give up, and you, you have no way out now."

"What do you want to do?!" Fu Qiao’s face turned pale, her lips trembling, "It’s all your fault! If Grandpa hadn’t met you, he wouldn’t have favored you, and I wouldn’t have poisoned him!"

People of inherently vile nature always liked to shift the blame onto others.

"Attempted murder of a Calligraphy Elder, I needn’t do anything," Ye Wanlan tilted her head slightly, "You already know that, don’t you?"

Fu Qiao’s mouth hung open, her body shaking violently as if sieved. She certainly knew what her consequences would be.

At this moment, Fu Qiao indeed felt some regret.

But it wasn’t so much a regret for what she had done as it was regret that she should have endured a bit longer, even if just until next year. If she had poisoned Elder Fu then, she certainly wouldn’t have been caught red-handed by Ye Wanlan.

Fu Qiao bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with venomous hate.

"Miss Ye." Just then, Bing He appeared soundlessly, bowing with fists clenched, "You can leave her to me and Tie Ma, the rest will be handled by the law."

"Mhm," Ye Wanlan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

She handed Fu Qiao over to Bing He and Tie Ma, then left the dark room.

Yan Tingfeng was waiting outside the door. Seeing her come out, his eyes curved with joy like a breeze dispersing petals in the spring.

"Tingting, it’s done," Ye Wanlan said, "It’s time to go home, otherwise uncle will start worrying again."

"It’s us," Yan Tingfeng lifted his hand, resting it on her shoulder, his voice low, "Xiao Wan, you are never alone."

Clearly, he had heard her conversation with Fu Qiao.

Ye Wanlan was momentarily taken aback, then placed her hand over his, her smile gentle, "I know."

They wouldn’t allow any other tribe to slumber peacefully in the vast lands of Shenzhou.

**

Lin Mansion.

Lin Huaijin was evidently oblivious to what had happened early in the morning, humming a tune while reading the newspaper.

Though it was a technological era where print media had gradually become obsolete, he still enjoyed the tangible sensation brought by newspapers.

"Ah Lan, did you go out to train again?" Lin Huaijin grinned, "I’ve prepared some silver ear and lotus seed soup for you, remember to drink it. Come, come, Xiao Yan, come and chat with your uncle about today’s news."

Ye Wanlan picked up a bowl of silver ear and lotus seed soup and returned to her room.

"It’s strange," Hua Yingyue, who had followed her, frowned, "Who’s targeting us, Global Center?"

Ye Wanlan replied lightly, "I guess, it’s still related to the great battle three hundred years ago."

Han Yunsheng had requested insights from the spirit world, and the news he received was that the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies would erupt again.

These three hundred years were too peaceful, and the recent frequent accidents were causing disquiet.

Speaking of that battle, Hua Yingyue clenched her fists, her eyes stained with a hue of blood.

How could she forget that scene, utterly tragic?

Ye Wanlan suddenly said, "What Fu Qiao told me today reminded me of something Father once said to me a long time ago."

Hua Yingyue asked earnestly, "What did he say?"

Zhaozong was somewhat a father figure to her and had taught her much; she respected him from the bottom of her heart.

"Father said—" Ye Wanlan paused, recalling Ning Zhaozong’s expression and tone, and in a second, she mimicked him perfectly, "Ah Lan, your future is destined to be solitary, for there can only be one who is strongest."

"Boom!"

Hua Yingyue’s spirit was deeply shaken.

Through Ye Wanlan, she could imagine exactly how Ning Zhaozong had said those words.

"I know he was thinking of Mother, and of the warriors who had fought alongside him in the past," Ye Wanlan said after a moment of silence, "But at that time I was too young to understand, so I said that I didn’t want to be this strongest person anymore."

Zhaozong had listened to her reply, only stroking her head, saying nothing further.

Now, she seemed to understand the true meaning of Zhaozong’s words.

Life was nothing but a constant process of losing.

"It’s different, Ah Lan," Hua Yingyue gently shook her head. "As long as I’m here, I will always stand by your side, not letting you walk the path ahead alone."

Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows: "With the assistance of His Highness Prince Qin, what can I not accomplish?"

"Oh?" Hua Yingyue was intrigued. "What are you planning to do next?"

Ye Wanlan picked up a brush and slowly wrote a single character on the paper.

Su.

After the Taiyi Palace, it was time to close the net on the Yunjing Su Family.

**

The next day, the news that Fu Qiao attempted to murder Old Mr. Fu instantly caused a sensation online.

If the national youth calligraphy competition was only concerning those within the calligraphy circle, and outsiders merely watched for the excitement, this incident struck like a thunderbolt, causing a huge uproar.

Old Mr. Fu held an extremely high status in the calligraphy world and had won numerous international awards. His fame had long spread, and he was even featured in middle school Chinese textbooks.

[At first, I thought it was fake news, but it turned out to be true—did Fu Qiao actually poison Old Mr. Fu?!]

[Oh my God, isn’t she Old Mr. Fu’s granddaughter? How could she commit such an immoral, outrageous act?]

[Have you all forgotten? Elder Fu is unmarried, without offspring; Fu Qiao was adopted, not biologically related.]

[It’s terrifying to think about! Was Fu Qiao sent to be an undercover agent by Elder Fu’s side? If she hadn’t been caught, everything would have belonged to her after Elder Fu’s time. It’s chilling...]

Netizens’ imaginations were boundless, but it was thanks to this imagination that they stumbled upon the truth of the matter.

Ye Wanlan had just come out from the Medicine Garden with Su Xueqing, walking on the street.

"Ah Lan, your life really is quite thrilling," Su Xueqing shook her head, "Everywhere you go, you bring storms of blood and strife. Who would’ve thought attending a calligraphy competition could unearth such a deeply hidden mole?"

Ye Wanlan’s eyebrows twitched: "Next, it’s your turn to face storms of blood."

"Me?!" Su Xueqing was startled, her expression becoming serious, "Are you talking about Su—"

Before she could finish speaking, a cold shout interrupted.

"Su Xueqing!"

It was Su Ningxiang leading the Su Family guards, surrounding Ye Wanlan and Su Xueqing.

Even, this capture involved two of the Su Family elders.

Ye Wanlan hummed indifferently: "I was talking about the Su Family."

Their arrival was quick and within her expectations.

"Su Xueqing, you dare return to Yunjing; you’re asking for death," Su Ningxiang’s eyes were cold, "If it hadn’t been for your mistake in treating Mr. Bricken, causing him to still be paralyzed and unable to move freely, the Su Family wouldn’t be suppressed by the Lin Family even now!"

Caspar Bricken was a member of the Bricken family at Global Center.

The Bricken family held a significant position at the Global Center, though not as large a family as the Si Family with strong roots, they too had influence, and extensive family connections.

The Bricken family almost monopolized the medication in Global Center, having exclusively grown all rare medicinal materials.

Many of these materials were brought to Global Center from Shenzhou by those who established Global Center.

Due to the war three hundred years ago, Shenzhou’s soil was destroyed, unable to grow some of the rare medicinal materials anymore.

Caspar Bricken was left paralyzed by Su Xueqing, causing the Su Family to lose the medicinal materials provided by the Bricken family.

The Su Family, enraged beyond measure, could no longer tolerate Su Xueqing’s existence.

For Su Ningxiang, she had to eliminate Su Xueqing, even if it meant stalling the entire Su Family and sacrificing the interests of others.

"Well if it isn’t Miss Ningxiang," Su Xueqing showed no hint of fear. "What’s the matter, haven’t you become the Family Head yet?"

"How dare you, Su Xueqing!" the Third Elder exploded in rage, "Had it not been for Ningxiang’s plea on your behalf three years ago allowing you to leave Yunjing, you dare come back!"

"Why shouldn’t I come back?" Su Xueqing remained calm.

"You still dare to ask?" the Third Elder laughed angrily, "Fine, you can come back, unless—"

"Unless, Xueqing can cure Mr. Bricken again," Ye Wanlan interrupted, "That’s the answer you want."

"Shut your mouth!" the Third Elder shouted coldly, "Su Family affairs are none of your business! What would you know?"