Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 560 She is Ye Wanlan! [2 more updates]

Chapter 560: 560 She is Ye Wanlan! [2 more updates]

The black-clad, masked man was numbed with shock by that offhand remark.

If Caspar had such a master by his side, three years ago Su Ningxiang would certainly not have succeeded in switching the medicine.

Who could it be?!

The black-clad, masked man’s brain was racing at high speed.

Could it be that another major family had purposely intervened, aiming to harm Su Ningxiang?

Alas, Ye Wanlan was incredibly strong, and the black-clad, masked man simply couldn’t break free—panic was all that remained in his heart.

Caspar, having narrowly escaped death, looked at the second figure with lingering fear, "May I ask who this is..."

The Su Family’s way of doing things really was no different from the martial artists described in novels.

Each one clad in night robes that made it difficult to discern their age or sex, their appearances and disappearances were like ghosts, terrifying.

"No need to know," Ye Wanlan turned her head, "What you need to do now is to hand him over to the Su Family’s Elders’ Council, and remember, it must be the Great Elder."

After Su Yingxia married Rong Jingqiu, although she still held the title of Fourth Elder, most of her powers were now overshadowed.

Aside from the Great Elder who still maintained neutrality, the rest of the elders were fully supportive of Su Ningxiang.

Su Ningxiang had also done many evil deeds over the years, yet she had not suffered any punishment.

"Okay, I thank you for your help," Caspar was still breathing heavily.

Ye Wanlan’s gaze returned to the black-clad, masked man, and in his disbelieving stare, she twisted and broke his limbs.

Now, he no longer had the ability to move.

The black-clad, masked man, still unable to scream, writhed in agony on the ground.

What kind of martial arts was this?

How had he never seen or heard of it before?

The next second, before Caspar had recovered his wits, Ye Wanlan’s figure had disappeared from the spot.

"Father!" At that point, Mr. Wilson rushed in, stunned, "This, this..."

"Wilson, take this man to the Su Family Great Elder," Caspar started coughing violently, "He plotted to assassinate me and the Su Family must give an explanation!"

"The Su Family!" anger took over Wilson, "So they really were trying to harm you, Father. We absolutely can’t let this go!"

Deep into the night, lights rose again, the Elders’ Hall was in utter chaos.

"What do you Su Family people really mean?" Wilson threw the incapacitated black-clad, masked man onto the ground, "Three years ago you tried to poison my father and failed, now you come straight at him with a knife?"

"Mr. Wilson, please calm yourself," the Great Elder furrowed his brow, "This person is not necessarily from our Su Family, go."

The guards approached and removed the black-clad, masked man’s disguise.

It was the face of a man in his forties, but indeed unfamiliar.

"If he is not one of your Su Family, it happened on your Su Family’s territory!" Wilson was furious, "My father now needs to rest properly. By tomorrow morning, you must have dealt with the relevant people."

"Certainly," the Great Elder said coldly, "Take him away!"

The black-clad, masked man did not struggle, nor did he glance at Su Ningxiang, and was compliantly escorted away.

"Great Elder, since there’s nothing further, I shall take my leave," Su Ningxiang stood up, calm and collected, "I am in the midst of preparing medicine and cannot be away for long."

With those words, she turned to leave.

"Bang!"

The Great Elder swept his sleeve and at that moment closed the door.

Su Ningxiang halted in her steps.

"Su Ningxiang, do you think I am completely unaware of your schemes?" the Great Elder shouted angrily, "I have let bygones be bygones and won’t hold the past against you, but now, you better rein yourself in. If this happens again, you need not consider running for Family Head again!"

Su Ningxiang’s expression turned ugly; her eyes were dark and brooding.

Her fists clenched tightly, her face filled with venom and resentment.

"In this generation of the Su Family, the super geniuses are only you, Mu Feng, and Xueqing," the Great Elder softened his tone, "I hope the three of you can unite and lead the Su Family to its pinnacle."

Her joining forces with Su Xueqing?

Su Ningxiang sneered to herself, yet respectfully said, "I understand, Great Elder. I will prioritize the development of the Su Family."

The Great Elder finally nodded, "Go ahead."

She watched Su Ningxiang leave and took a deep breath.

Su Ningxiang’s position was too important, and no one could replace her, not even she had the authority to punish Su Ningxiang, she could only provide a verbal warning.

Unless...

The Great Elder shook her head and sighed.

It had been three years since Su Xueqing left the Su Family, and the resources she obtained were insufficient, it was probably impossible for her to surpass Su Ningxiang in her lifetime.

**

The next day, early in the morning.

Ye Wanlan received a call from the director of the "Treasures of The Divine Land" show.

"Miss Ye, it’s great news!" the director said cheerfully, "Just now, all twelve episodes of ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ have been edited completely, and today we just sent them for review. However, the review is just a formality, after all, our program has always been shot and reviewed simultaneously."

Initially, when the "Treasures of The Divine Land" show was approved, it had already received great attention from Yunjing General TV Station.

After all, it was Shenzhou’s first historical variety show.

It was able not only to maintain historical professionalism but also to educate in an entertaining way, allowing the public to better receive and digest information.

The main responsible party for this program was actually the Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeological Center, which was why Yunjing General TV Station allowed Ye Wanlan, a person with no reputation, to join the academic team.

But even the Yunjing General TV Station did not anticipate that after Ye Wanlan joined the "Treasures of The Divine Land" production team, the program would elevate significantly.

It even obtained the right to broadcast worldwide, stepping beyond the Shenzhou Land Continent!

This delighted Yunjing General TV Station, and they came to regard Ye Wanlan as a mascot for the entire station.

"Director, until the last moment, we can’t let our guard down," Ye Wanlan said, "We’ve already encountered numerous obstacles during the shooting, and they were almost all man-made, with many people not wishing for this program to be aired."

These words jolted the director, who quickly sobered up from his joy, "Miss Ye, you are absolutely right. I’ve recently seen in the news that the granddaughter Old Mr. Fu adopted turned out to be an undercover agent; what if I have one beside me too?"

It concerned Shenzhou’s history of five thousand years and the vast and rich intangible cultural heritage, which had to be treated with great caution.

Ye Wanlan slowly said, "That’s the exact reason."

The existence of Fu Qiao made her start to doubt that many fields in Shenzhou indeed had been infiltrated, and there was a need to pluck out these spikes one by one.

"By the way, Miss Ye, your birthday is coming up soon," the director said again, "The station head intends for us to organize a proper celebration for you."

"Birthday?" Ye Wanlan paused, gently rubbing her temple, "If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten."

Last year, Lin Wenli and Khor Peiqing organized an adult ceremony for her.

It was a point of destiny she had never lived through in a previous life, and the eighteen years old age she had never managed to reach.

"Ah, this can’t be forgotten," said the director laughingly, "Miss Ye is young and successful; you must properly celebrate your birthday, so every year will be smooth and successful."

Ye Wanlan smiled, "I’ll take your good word for it."

She walked to South Street to buy some snacks.

It was now half-past seven in the morning, peak time for people heading to work, with a bustling street crowd.

As expected, Ye Wanlan encountered Yan Tingfeng, who was already sitting there, at the snack shop she often frequented.

She approached him, "What are you looking at so intently?"

"Xiao Wan?" Yan Tingfeng looked up and smiled, "I’m looking at a Life Chart."

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan’s eyebrows lifted, "Could it be that after your recent trip to the Northern Lands, you’ve grown interested in the occult? Have you been staying at the Rong Family’s place these days, learning how to divine the future from Elder Rong?"

"Yes, and no," Yan Tingfeng blinked gently, "I was just wondering if a person’s whole life is really confined to this little chart."

"There’s an interesting modern saying that everyone is born following a predetermined program," Ye Wanlan said lightly, "And this program is set at birth and cannot be changed."

In a past life, she indeed hadn’t survived the major disaster that fate had in store.

Yan Tingfeng’s expression froze.

"But I don’t believe in these things," Ye Wanlan turned her head, her expression even more detached, "What I believe in is always man’s triumph over fate."

After a moment of silence, Yan Tingfeng smiled again, "Xiao Wan makes a lot of sense. If it’s a predefined program, then it’s useless to look at it, but if it can be changed, then one should just follow their true heart."

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "Exactly."

A ringtone sounded from the phone, and Yan Tingfeng answered, "Shaoyu?"

"Brother Yan, originally, the Elders Council had almost forgotten about the Xuantian Jade," Xiang Shaoyu said helplessly, "But just now, they agreed to Lin Family’s request to give the Xuantian Jade to Lin Shiyuan, saying since Lin Shiyuan’s Life Chart and wisdom are comparable to Princess Yongning, then the jade should belong to her."