It was unacceptable for a man like him, a proud son of heaven1, to fall to this state.
He was now like a madman, “I’m going to call the police! I’ll kill Su Zhi, kill you, kill all of you!”
But Father Su was not scared by him and pushed up his glasses.
Su Zijian has always admired his father and naturally learned his father’s mannerisms. The two behaved like they were cut from the same mold.
“Do you think I would still let you out once you’ve entered this room?”
Su Zijian began to tremble wildly as if he had received an electric shock.
Yes, they loved Su Zhi so much—how could they let him go now that he knew the secret? Who would save him?
No matter who, please save him quickly. He didn’t want to become a food bag for a jiangshi!
As if the heavens heard his call, the door was kicked open.
The couple felt as if they were facing a great enemy. They looked towards the door and their pupils contracted instantly.
A woman in white was standing outside the door. She had an outstanding temperament that people would never forget after seeing her. She was obviously the woman who had fainted in the dining room earlier.
Father Su frowned and turned to look at his wife, “Didn’t I ask you to send them away?”
Mother Su was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, “I did call someone.”
“Then where is that person?”
“Here,” Shang Yue smiled, grabbed a burly man by the collar like a chicken, and threw him inside the door.
The man was hit on the neck and suddenly fell unconscious. He fell limply to the ground and was unable to move.
Father Su rubbed his brows, feeling that the situation was a little tricky, so he decided to use courtesy before force, “This is our home, you’d better not interfere with our private matters, otherwise…”
However, Su Zijian seemed to have seen a savior, and he immediately shouted, “Master, help me! My parents are going to feed me to a jiangshi, they want to kill me!”
An Rugu had listened to the whole story and understood what he said. Seeing that he was exaggerating, she corrected him, “Jiangshi will become more powerful by absorbing the blood of their relatives. They would not kill you yet.”
Su Zijian: “…”
Su Zijian wanted to cry but had no tears, “What’s the difference between being turned into a blood-making machine and being dead?”
“You’re right.”
An Rugu ignored Father Su’s obstruction and walked directly into the room, staring at the elegant man with sharp eyes.
“A destroyed country cannot be restored, and a dead person cannot be resurrected. Stop this.”
Having heard the title ‘Master’, Father Su suddenly realized things. It turned out that Miss An was not Su Zijian’s friend, but someone hired by him to deal with Tongtong.
He glanced at Su Zijian coldly, his eyes behind his glasses flashing with a fierce light, staring at his son so hard that he trembled.
He stood up and retorted, “Who said she is dead? She is still alive!”
Mother Su smiled sweetly, “Yes, she has been alive all this time. When she advances to the highest level, she will be able to return to how to originally was.”
An Rugu frowned when she heard this, “Are you saying raising it to have unbreakable bones?”
There were eight types of jiangshi: purple jiangshi, white jiangshi, green jiangshi, hairy jiangshi, flying jiangshi, wandering jiangshi, crouching jiangshi, and unbreakable bones jiangshi.
The higher the quality, the stronger the ability. However, except for the highest level—that is, unbreakable bones—the other levels had no consciousness.
It seemed they wanted to use the flesh and blood of relatives to forge a jiangshi with unbreakable bones.
When Su Zijian learned that his parents actually had such an idea, he panicked, “Master, not only do they feed the jiangshi with their own flesh and blood, they also want me to feed it with mine. They are crazy, all crazy!”
“Wuwuwuwu, please save my older brother.”
Su Sisi seemed to be crying loudly, as if she was very worried about her brother, but she was actually secretly relieved. She never thought that one day she would be so grateful that she was just an adopted daughter.
Su Zhi needed the flesh and blood of her relatives to go up a level, but Su Sisi has no blood relationship with this family, so her parents should let her go.
As for her brother… well, she wished him all the best.
One couldn’t really blame her; a clay Buddha crossing a river couldn’t save itself2—she really couldn’t save him.
The atmosphere was tense and full of danger, but Shang Yue smiled and watched the fun without complaining, “This is not a family. If you don’t stand together as a clan, you will not bear good fruits. Stop putting gold on your face3.”
For the sake of their eldest daughter, the parents treated their son and adopted daughter poorly.
For the sake of his younger sister, Su Zijian became indifferent to his older sister, and the same was true for this adopted daughter.
They were, all of them, villains indeed.
An Rugu didn’t have a good impression of this love-brained, rich, second generation, young man, but such behavior that hurts the world and harmed their relatives should be punished.
Moreover, she always felt that the other party did not tell the whole story.
She suddenly remembered the death omen she had seen before, and her eyes swept across Su Sisi’s face. She said firmly, “You don’t just want to advance it into unbreakable bones.”
The man smiled calmly, “This is none of your business.”
… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
The next second, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a group of burly men quickly walked up the stairs and ran towards them.
When Su Yu heard the noise, he raised his hand to take off his glasses, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his glasses slowly.
Su Zijian stared at his father in a daze, and suddenly understood why the other person always wore glasses.
It was easy for a businessman to make money if he looked kind and spoke in a gentle manner.
Without his glasses, he was no longer gentle and elegant. The coldness between his eyebrows was noticeable and his temperament was a bit ruthless. It was obvious at first glance that he was not someone to be provoked.
He once heard from his paternal aunt that his father was crafty and ruthless, but he didn’t believe it. He always felt that his elegant father was nothing like that.
Now he knew that what his aunt said was right, and his father was someone who would push all the mahjong tiles on the table like crazy4.
After wiping them clean, the man put his glasses back on and said with a smile, “There is a road to heaven but you don’t want to take it, and there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in. Then don’t blame me.”
I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com
T/N: There are 8 types of jiangshi, each one a level higher than the other, with ever increasing abilities.
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Chapter 63.6 — The True Daughter Was Home All This Time
Chapter 63.7 — The True Daughter Was Home All This Time
Chapter 64.1 — Big Company Killer
Chapter 64.2 — Big Company Killer
Chapter 64.3 — Big Company Killer
Chapter 64.4 — Big Company Killer
FOOTNOTES:
- ‘a proud son of heaven’. Can refer to a person or even a group of people (like a clan or nation) that is talented and full of abilities. It used to be a positive term, but recently it’s been used to refer to overly arrogant people. ↩︎
- A clay Buddha would dissolve when faced with water; it cannot save itself, much less help others. ↩︎
- ‘putting gold on one’s face‘. To praise one’s self too much or without basis. ↩︎
- I think it means that Father Su is someone who is willing to gamble with extremely high stakes, being ruthless about it, not afraid to lose everything ↩︎
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