Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 885: No Heart-Wrenching Pain, Just the Rationality of Adults

Chapter 885: Chapter 885: No Heart-Wrenching Pain, Just the Rationality of Adults

"...Yes."

Ke Zhibin gave Hen Nianzhen a complex look and slowly nodded.

The Underworld Envoy shackled Hen Nianzhen’s wrists with the Soul-locking Chain and spoke in a somber voice, "There’s not much time left, we must go now!"

Hen Nianzhen said, "I will obey the superior’s orders."

The Underworld Envoy bowed slightly to Qin Ruan, tugged on the Soul-locking Chain around Hen Nianzhen, and pulled her into the darkness.

At that moment, Ke Zhibin didn’t know what he was thinking, but he boldly chased after them and shouted, "Hen Nianzhen, do you have any last wishes?!"

"In the black Mandala network lies the biggest stain of my life; erase it forever. If you succeed, I will bless your Ke Family to thrive eternally from below!"

Hen Nianzhen’s words, clear and calm, echoed from the darkness, fading to a whisper at the end.

This was the final farewell between Ke Zhibin and Hen Nianzhen in this lifetime.

There were no dark clouds or heart-wrenching agony, just the reason of grownups.

Qin Ruan took out her phone and sent a message to Huo Zhi, who was waiting outside the door, notifying her to be ready to leave at any time.

After sending the message, she looked Ke Zhibin up and down and said, "Mr. Ke, now all that’s left is to deal with the other spirits lingering on you.

Since those people deserved their fates while alive, no monetary compensation is needed; simply collect the Evil Qi entangled with you, and that will settle the matter."

Ke Zhibin was in low spirits, his voice lacking any joy, "Miss Qin, what about donating the remaining money, an additional thirty million, in Nianzhen’s name?"

Hen Nianzhen had descended, and he did not know what would happen to her; accumulating some virtue for her could never be wrong.

In Qin Ruan’s expressive fox-like eyes, a faint smile appeared, "That would be a good deed. Doing so might indeed allow Miss Hen to suffer less from her actions below."

She walked up to Ke Zhibin, extended her right hand straight towards his face, and stopped just short of his nose.

The Evil Qi, invisible to the naked eye like thousands of black threads, swarmed out from Ke Zhibin. Compared to the time taken to absorb the Evil Qi from Taixing, this took slightly longer.

The most intense Evil Qi was on Ke Zhibin, and this time, her harvest was quite good.

Feeling the warmth on the inside of her arm, Qin Ruan withdrew her hand, satisfied.

She turned to look at Ke Yiming, who was still peeping from the doorway, and waved at him, "Young master, no need to sneak looks, come here."

Ke Yiming hesitated for a moment, then obediently came out.

"Yiming, how are you?"

Seeing his son, tears almost sprung from Ke Zhibin’s eyes.

Compared to his eldest son, who he pressured in business matters, Ke Zhibin loved his youngest son the most.

He held Ke Yiming’s hand and stared intently at him, afraid that he might be hurt or missing a piece of flesh.

Ke Yihui shook his head at Ke Zhibin, "Dad, I’m fine."

He looked up timidly, his expression uneasy as he glanced at Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan collected the Evil Qi from the boy as well and told Ke Zhibin, "Earlier outside, I already cleared your eldest son of Evil Qi; now only your mother remains. Could you lead the way?"

Ke Zhibin let go of his son’s hand, bowed slightly to Qin Ruan, his voice trembling and nearly choked with emotion, "Miss Qin, I cannot thank you enough, my family will keep this in our hearts forever!"

Qin Ruan rightfully accepted his gesture and followed him to Madam Ke’s room.

The elderly lady was lying peacefully in the room, sleeping soundly.

Upon seeing his mother with her eyes tightly closed, Ke Zhibin was momentarily stunned, then frantically rushed to her bedside.

He opened his mouth, about to cry out, when he touched his mother’s arm, warm and normal, then reached out to feel her breath.

Good—his elderly mother was just asleep.

For a moment, Ke Zhibin was neither able to cry nor laugh, kneeling by the bed in a dazed state, his face contorted so much that it was painful to look at.

Standing at the doorway, Qin Ruan drew the faint thread of Evil Qi from the old Madam’s body into her palm, integrating it into her own body.

Having done this, she spoke in a slightly cold tone, "Mr. Ke, all matters have been resolved, and to avoid bad luck, your family should avoid traveling at night for a while."

Ke Zhibin stood up, bending over in deep gratitude, "Miss Qin, please wait a moment."

He ran out of the room like a gust of wind.

Qin Ruan stood at the door facing Ke Yiming, exchanging glances.

Ke Yiming, nervous, clenched his hands, his fingertips unconsciously fidgeting, "Sister, that..."

Perhaps due to extreme nervousness, he swallowed and his voice trembled as he spoke.

Qin Ruan inquired with a nasal tone, "Hmm?"

Ke Yiming, heart pounding uncontrollably, still managed to ask despite his fear, "That black mandala network, I, I can enter it."

"What did you say?!"

Ke Zhibin’s roar erupted from behind.

Ke Yiming trembled, instinctively hiding behind Qin Ruan, only his head showing, nervously watching Ke Zhibin.

Ke Zhibin strode forward, his eyes bulging like bronze bells, "Yiming, what did you just say?"

His voice was so loud that Qin Ruan fiddled with her ear, "You’re not so old, how come you’re hard of hearing? He said he can access the black mandala network."

Originally planning to leave early, she stayed behind, joining the emerging conflict between father and son.

Ke Zhibin clearly heard what Hen Nianzhen had mentioned about the black mandala website, where all who entered were evil entities.

Discovering that his younger son had accessed it too, he seriously suspected his son was led astray.

Ke Zhibin smiled politely at Qin Ruan, his face turning cold as he questioned Ke Yiming, "Why did you access that site, who led you there, are you learning bad habits from others?!"

Ke Yiming looked plaintively from behind Qin Ruan, his expression filled with self-pity.

"Dad, you forgot that my major is computer science, which I’m really interested in."

Indeed, his younger son had always admired skilled hackers and was continuously striving in that area. He might not be an expert in computer technology, but he was quite adept at operating it.

Seeing his father’s angry expression dissipate somewhat, Ke Yiming gathered his courage, "I heard what Aunt Hen said earlier, I know the entrance to the black mandala network and can access the site’s forums.

But I’m just a regular user; on there, my privileges aren’t high, only to browse the openly available forums. I can’t see anything more secretive."

He spoke very straightforwardly, almost admitting he could access the black mandala site to uncover whatever dark history Hen Nianzhen had there.

Ke Zhibin hesitated, caught in a dilemma.

He was all too aware of the existences such sites, which would surely be tightly controlled by relevant authorities.

If those above became aware and traced it back to their family, they would inevitably face unnecessary trouble.

But he had promised Hen Nianzhen to help resolve her final regret.

If it were about spending money to have someone else handle the matter, he wouldn’t hesitate to agree; but with his own son involved, he had to consider various dangers.

As neither father nor son were willing to back down, Qin Ruan suggested, "Now that we’ve found the entrance to the site, it’s better to resolve this matter quickly. If you’re worried about the risks, you can inform the relevant departments beforehand."