Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 286: A Unique Bloodline Inheritance, Possessing a Guardian Spirit

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: A Unique Bloodline Inheritance, Possessing a Guardian Spirit

Upon hearing this, Boss Li grew anxious, "Master Wu, we had agreed on the price, how could you..."

"Hehehe..." Master Wu let out a chilling, strange laughter.

Soon, he menacingly added, "Don’t give? Fine, I could ruin your family and leave no one alive!"

There was a pause on Boss Li’s end.

After a moment, he fake chuckled, "Sure, I will, Master Wu. As long as you can murder Rong Changting for me, I’ll pay you ten times the commission!"

"Deal!"

A satisfied grin spread across Master Wu’s lewd face.

As long as the money was sufficient, he possessed the means to develop a weapon far more lethal than the snake with a human face.

Compared to before, Boss Li’s tone was now more stringent, "Master Wu, our bidding is about to start, could you please give me a rough idea of when you will be able to kill Rong Changting?"

Master Wu’s sinister gaze fell on the chaotic mess on the table before him, at a leisurely pace he said, "Transfer the money and I’ll kill him tonight!

Next, I will personally confront the person by his side to find out who killed my snake with a human face and broke my formation. I’m going to kill him, flaying his skin and dismembering his bones!"

Boss Li was jolted by the intense hatred in his voice. His nervous swallowing could even be heard through the phone.

Shivering, he asked, "Are you certain Rong Changting will certainly die?"

Master Wu responded in a frosty voice, "Are you doubting me?"

"N-No... I am just trying to be prepared in case he dies. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"I have never failed in all these years. By dawn, you will certainly receive news of his demise!"

"Okay okay okay... Master Wu is very capable, I believe you will definitely succeed."

"Hmph!"

Master Wu chuckled and hung up the phone, rising from his seat to move to a dilapidated closet.

From the closet he pulled out a pot as large as a child.

Looking at the pot, Master Wu’s eyes were shining, "Today I feast! Everyone will die for me!"

His sinister, peculiar, and bloodthirsty voice echoed in the quiet room.

The tone was unsettling and bizarre, sending discomfort through one’s heart.

...

Unbeknownst to Qin Ruan, she was being targeted.

When Rong Changting awoke, he saw a grimy, blood-streaked gray fox with three tails.

Seeing the fox, Rong Changting no longer possessed the composure he had when he first met Qin Ruan, adherent of his atheistic stance.

"Cheep cheep cheep——"

The three-tailed fox let out a couple of calls at Rong Changting, swishing its tails.

It carefully approached Rong Changting and gently licked his wrist.

Rong Changting moistened his dried lips, his hoarse and weary voice slowly resonated.

"Thank you."

He remembered everything from before.

Even if he didn’t witness it firsthand, those images are clearly imprinted in his mind.

He was like a bystander, acutely aware of the ugliness of the snake with a human face.

At the brink of death, it was the grey fox in front of him that saved him.

Had it not been around, he would’ve ended up in the Underworld by now.

Seeing the grey three-tailed fox seems exhausted, it disappeared after revealing its endearment for Rong Changting.

"Little Fox?!"

Rong Changting became anxious and disregarding his weak physical state, leaned forward to fumble on the table with his hands.

His pale face revealed his anxiety, and his hands trembled slightly.

Qin Ruan explained on behalf of the three-tailed grey fox, "It’s badly injured and needs rest."

Rong Changting stared at the girl in front of him who he was meeting for the second time. Mixed into his petrified and fearful emotion was a hint of confusion.

He asked quietly, "Why did it save me?"

Qin Ruan pursed her lips, "That’s the Guardian Spirit of the Rong family. They only appear in great families under the protection of one of the Six Realms, with a unique bloodline heritage. Families whose bloodline is falling apart or who have been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao are not able to afford its upkeep.

As for why it appeared by your side, I don’t know. Perhaps there is something superior about your bloodline."

Rong Changting’s expression changed from complete shock to sudden realization upon hearing that.

Qin Ruan did not inquire further into his identity and instead mentioned Rong Jing.

"Since you’re awake, go see your son. To save you, he walked the brink of death at the Ghost Gate, almost losing his own life."

"Where is he?!"

On hearing his son was in danger, Rong Changting stood up immediately.

Getting up too fast, his weak body almost fell. Luckily, he was able to grab the table and avoid complete embarrassment.

Sighing softly at this, Qin Ruan walked over and supported him.

"He’s just outside. Let’s go."

The two walked towards the door, stepping on the ash of the snake with a human face.

Naturally, Rong Changting knew how they died.

Walking on the ashes of these frightful and evil creatures, his heart pounded with fear.

The grotesque appearance of the snake with a human face and its terrifying ferocity were still lingering in his memory.

Not to mention the heavy stench of rotting flesh in the air was a constant reminder of the terrifying creatures.

The sensation of the snake tightly coiling around him was still unforgettable.

Rong Changting shook his head forcefully, trying not to remember those horrific memories and instead concentrating on his son outside the door.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Huo Chuan immediately stepped forward.

"Madam!"

Seeing his worried expression, Qin Ruan reassured him with a smile, "I’m fine."

Huo Chuan heaved a sigh of relief and stepped aside to let her and Rong Changting pass.

"Dad!"

Rong Jing’s hoarse and anguished voice sounded.

The figure cleaned their body, removing the filth and bloody scent from the serpent with a human face, alongside the stench of rotting innards.

However, the pallor of his face suggested that he was still greatly startled.

Rong Jing rushed forward, tightly embracing Rong Changting, sobbing unstoppably.

The sorrowful cries of a survivor were enough to make anyone feel his lingering fright and anxiety.

Rong Changting had not been hugged by his son in many years.

Suddenly embraced by Rong Jing, he stared blankly for a moment, his face pale.

After a while, he whispered softly, "It’s alright, it’s alright. What are you crying like this for? Have you no manly dignity left?"

Rong Changting’s voice was gentle but there was an undercurrent of disapproval.

Compared to before, however, his words were multiples times softer.

"I was scared to death!"

Rong Jing cried, snot and tears flowing freely.

Gone was the energy of frolicking with women, indulging himself heartily outside.

In this moment, he returned to his childlike nature.

Only a man in his early twenties. A trial like this naturally changed his character.

Rong Changting could feel his son’s dependence on him. He wanted to embrace Rong Jing, but his body was weak.

If it hadn’t been for Qin Ruan supporting him by the side, he would have fallen to the ground when Rong Jing rushed towards him.

Qin Ruan interrupted the tender father-son moment, "You two take a breather, there is still more to deal with. We need to prepare quickly, there might be another tough battle to win tonight."

Rong Jing lay in Rong Changting’s arms, looking at the mess in the bedroom. All the bizarre, dark shadows inside had disappeared.

His face turned pale again, "Isn’t it all resolved?"

"It’s never that easy."

Qin Ruan’s tone carried an impatience towards troublesome matters.

Just now, she had hit Rong Changting’s wristwatch, causing the person who was casting a spell in secret to be backfired.

Given the ruthless attempts to kill Rong Changting, there were likely to be further actions planned.

Qin Ruan glanced at Rong Jing, "Stabilize your father. I am going to see if there are any items that shouldn’t be in your house."

Something had been done to Rong Changting’s wristwatch. There could be problems elsewhere too.

She needed to inspect everything before she could feel at ease about facing the tactics that would follow.

Dealing with people might be even more dangerous than facing puppets. She had to be careful.

Rong Jing took his father from Qin Ruan and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Yes, someone tampered with your father’s wristwatch. He was nearly choked to death by himself inside the room."

"Who gave you that watch?"

The words at the front were an explanation to Rong Jing. The words at the end were asking Rong Changting.

Rong Changting looked embarrassed, uneasily saying, "It was a gift from a lover."

Qin Ruan’s expression was unmoved, even calm. She nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Mr. Rong, you should investigate this lover. Do you remember your first car accident?"

"I remember." Rong Changting nodded.

"That was not an accident. The man who hit you was paid to do so. You should understand the purpose considering what happened today."

"Someone wants to kill me?"

Qin Ruan’s lips twitched, her eyes devoid of humor, "Isn’t that obvious?"

Rong Changting’s gaze grew sharp as he sifted through his mind for any business enemies, eventually pinpointing a few suspects.

Without any time to waste, Qin Ruan turned around and left, scanning the surroundings with her beautiful eyes.

Huo Chuan followed closely behind her.

Rong Jing watched as they descended the stairs, and he said, "Dad, let’s go and see too."

There was residual fear in his voice.

Did Rong Changting not know his son? "Are you scared?"

"Yeah."

Rong Jing did not argue. He was truly afraid.

He was afraid of those black shadows returning from the dark, swallowing him and his father.

The terrifying experience of being swallowed by a gaping mouth previously, he didn’t want to repeat it.

"You go, I’m too weak."

Rong Changting had been severely drained, even lacking the strength to walk.

Even if he wanted to go downstairs, his body would not allow it.

Without any hesistation, Rong Jing said, "Then I will stay with you."

Rong Changting eyed him in surprise, managing a faint smile on his pale face, "Help me to your room. I can’t stand anymore."

"Okay——"

The father and son pair moved slowly, leaving behind the smoke-filled battlefield.

Everything that happened tonight would linger in their memories for the rest of their lives.

There are things that one must experience to believe.

Downstairs.

Qin Ruan stood in front of a display cabinet staring at a blue and white porcelain vase at the bottom, her eyes shadowed.

This blue and white porcelain vase had a strange pattern and was imbued with a faint scent of evil Qi. While not significantly dangerous, if one were to live with it for an extended period, it would undoubtedly affect one’s health.

Qin Ruan pointed at the blue and white porcelain vase and instructed Huo Chuan behind her, "Destroy it."

"Yes, Madam——"

Huo Chuan looked around and spotted a baseball bat in the corner of the cabinet. He walked over and picked it