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Everyone got into the car that had arrived and headed towards Lin Wan's house.


To keep it confidential and prevent any leaks, Wang Youqian had driven himself.


At this moment, he was trying hard to keep the car steady while feeling a surge of excitement.


He had a thrilling sense of participating in something extraordinary.


He recalled the fragmented information he had heard before: monsters, Golden Core stage, besieging… The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.


He felt as if he were filming some American blockbuster, taking part in the monumental task of saving the world. His chubby body was boiling with blood, and his eyes sparkled with intense light.


Just then, he noticed Luo Zihan in the back seat shifting slightly. Her lips parted, and her serious expression turned to Lin Wan.


Here it comes! Are they going to discuss something that involves the safety of Lin'an, or even the country's safety? Can I really eavesdrop on matters of such importance?


Wang Youqian’s heart raced as he anxiously tried to listen closely.


Just as the red light came on, he stopped the car and focused intently on the sounds coming from the back.


Under Wang Youqian's nervous gaze, Luo Zihan took out her phone. A bright smile appeared on her clean and white face, freshly cleansed by a cleaning spell.


Her eyes sparkled with a brightness Wang Youqian couldn’t comprehend. As he eagerly awaited the next words, Luo Zihan’s lips parted, and her melodious voice rang out.


“Hey, can I add you on WeChat?”


Oh, they want to add WeChat! … Huh? Wait, add WeChat??


What does that mean? Is WeChat a code for missiles or something like a Golden Core stage ultimate weapon?


Staring at the long red light ahead that still had thirty seconds to go, Wang Youqian felt completely perplexed.


Just then, behind him, it seemed that Luo Zihan had successfully added Lin Wan on WeChat, and her tone became even more excited.


“Hey, can I have your phone number too?”




It looks like the WeChat request was not some high-level code but just Luo Tianshi Master wanting to flirt with the guy.


Wiping his face, Wang Youqian, who felt his hot blood cool down as he looked at the now green traffic light, numbly pressed down on the gas pedal.


The world of celestial masters is indeed something that a mere mortal like him cannot fathom.


With a stoic face, Wang Youqian drove his extended luxury car back to his role as a tool, expressionless as he headed towards Lin Wan's home.



---


Lin Wan led a group of people toward his house, gentlemanly supporting a "spiritually exhausted, lacking strength" Luo Zihan with one arm.


Luo Zihan had completely shed her previous fierce demeanor, where she chased after magical beasts swinging a sword. Now, she leaned against Lin Wan's arm, her expression soft and shy.


“Thank you for helping me, handsome. You’re really kind.”


“It’s nothing. We’ll be there soon; just hold on a bit longer.”


Lost in thoughts about the celestial master application, Lin Wan didn’t notice anything unusual.


Supporting Luo Zihan, his gaze toward her resembled that of someone admiring the two golden seals on his celestial master application, his brows relaxed without a hint of impatience.


Contrary to her delicate appearance, inside, Luo Zihan's little inner self was already spinning in excitement, showering confetti.


Such a honest, adorable boy who didn’t understand the ways of the world—he clearly hadn’t dated before!


Luo Zihan felt two flushes of shyness creep onto her cheeks. She looked ahead at Lin Wan's house, subtly adjusting her walking posture to appear more ladylike.


With one arm supporting Luo Zihan, Lin Wan opened the door to his villa for the group of "old, weak, sick, and disabled" people behind him.


As the door swung open, a rich fragrance mixed with the coolness of the interior rushed over, and the warm, soft orange light bathed everything, making hearts feel warm and fuzzy.


Luo Zixuan emerged from the kitchen, holding the last dish—a braised fish. He flashed a warm smile at Lin Wan.


“Zezhi, welcome back…”


Before he could finish, Luo Zixuan’s smile froze. His gaze was fixed on Luo Zihan’s hand resting on Lin Wan’s arm, his expression immediately turning serious.


Luo Zihan was equally stunned.


She looked at her brother’s bright smile, then at the pink Snoopy apron tied around his waist, and she felt the towering image of him in her mind crumble bit by bit.


Her gaze shifted from the pink apron to Luo Zixuan’s face, trying to discern whether this was truly her brother.


However, she noticed that at some point, the warm smile that resembled a spring breeze had vanished, replaced by a familiar fierce look that Luo Zihan knew all too well.


Seeing the fierce expression on Luo Zixuan’s face, Luo Zihan’s heart tightened, and she instinctively withdrew her hand from Lin Wan’s arm, standing up straight and shouting, “Brother, hello!”


???


At this, everyone but Luo Zihan felt a surge of confusion.


Thinking back to the rumors they had heard about the Luo family, the trio of cultivators couldn’t reconcile the image of this tall man in a pink apron, looking so domestic, with that of the legendary genius of the cultivation world, the Luo family’s eldest son, who was singularly focused on cultivation.


As Luo Zihan shouted “Brother, hello” loudly, a distant memory flickered in Luo Zixuan’s mind.


He stared uncertainly at Luo Zihan for a few moments, then placed the braised fish on the table and turned to talk to her privately.


Luo Zihan didn’t dare to disagree and obediently followed behind him toward the guest room.


As they walked a few steps, Luo Zixuan suddenly stopped and turned his head, his eyes returning to the gentle expression she first saw.


“Zezhi, you go eat first; the dishes will get cold soon.”


Then, Luo Zixuan’s gaze turned cold again, his expression turning stern without mercy.


“Screw off”


Luo Zihan: ???


Comparing Luo Zixuan’s fierce face with his gentle demeanor from just a second ago, Luo Zihan felt that this was undoubtedly her brother, yet she also thought her brother truly had no heart!


Entering the guest room, Luo Zixuan waved and closed the door, looking at Luo Zihan with a furrowed brow, silent for a moment.


“What are you doing here?”


“Brother, did you finish your tribulation?”


The two voices echoed simultaneously in the room.


“Tribulation? What tribulation?”


Looking at Luo Zixuan’s utterly genuine look of confusion, Luo Zihan sensed that something was off.


“You don’t remember? Are you really my brother?”


Gazing at the suddenly alert girl, Luo Zihan replied flatly, “When you were three, you got scared and wet the bed. When you woke up, you swapped with Luo Ziang and tricked Mom into thinking that was…”


“Alright, you shut up! I know you’re real now!”


Luo Zihan, who had been sitting on a small stool, suddenly jumped up, her face flushed as she ordered Luo Zixuan to change the subject.


“Then how come you don’t remember…” Luo Zihan’s gaze turned worried.


Gently rubbing her head, Luo Zixuan dropped a bombshell.


“Because I have amnesia.”


Luo Zihan: ???!!!


Looking at Luo Zihan’s incredulous expression, Luo Zixuan was steady on his main point.


“This isn’t important; what matters is that Wanwan… Lin Wan is my partner. You’re not allowed to have any ideas on him.”


After a pause, Luo Zixuan reiterated with concern, “That’s your sister-in-law; don’t get any funny ideas.”


“…”


After finishing his warning, Luo Zixuan turned and left the guest room, kindly leaving space for his dazed sister, then quickly removed the apron and strode toward the living room.


Wanwan is still waiting in the living room; he has to hurry over.



---


In the guest room, Luo Zihan sat there with a dazed expression, momentarily overwhelmed by the shocking news.


Her older brother actually has amnesia? And he has found himself a male sister-in-law?!


Luo Zihan wasn’t sad about suddenly “losing” her chance with Lin Wan, as she had hardly spent more than an hour with him. At most, she thought Lin Wan was good-looking and capable, and she could consider developing something with him.


However, she never expected to uncover so much explosive news!


Dazed, Luo Zihan took out her phone and called her mother.


“Hello, Mom, I’ve broken up… No, no, it’s my brother! I found my brother, but he has amnesia and has found a partner!”



---


Meanwhile, while the two siblings were talking in the guest room, Xu Hong'an in the living room, just recovering from the explosive news, was shocked again.


He stood at the intersection of the living room and the entrance, staring blankly at the shoe cabinet that stood quietly there. The wood used for the cabinet felt inexplicably familiar, leaving him in a daze.


“Is this a cabinet made of Huangyun wood?!”


Huangyun wood is extremely rare and highly sought after in the current cultivation world. It usually appears in auctions and fetches sky-high prices.


But now, such a precious material is being extravagantly used to make a cabinet?! And it looks like it’s a shoe cabinet??!


Xu Hong'an felt like he was going crazy.


His voice turned sharp as he looked at Lin Wan with disbelief and reproach.


“Senior, is this cabinet made of Huangyun wood?!”


Lin Wan, who had walked over to the dining table to check the food, turned around upon hearing this. Glancing at the shoe cabinet in the corner, he casually replied, “Oh, no, it’s not.”


Hearing this, Xu Hong'an and the others breathed a sigh of relief.


Of course, with Huangyun wood being such a precious cultivation material, how could it possibly…


However, before they could fully relax, Lin Wan nonchalantly added a shocking statement in a calm tone.


“This cabinet is made from the heart of Huangyun wood. What’s wrong with that?”


??????


Upon hearing this, the three cultivators were completely dumbfounded.


Huangyun wood, the heart?!


Trembling, Xia Wenzhu gently touched the shoe cabinet and spoke in a dreamy voice.


“Senior, can I saw off a corner from your shoe cabinet? My grandpa's 70th birthday is coming up, and I want to make him a necklace.”


???


Now it was Lin Wan’s turn to be confused.


Are these three people out of their minds? Materials for birthday gifts can’t just be sawed off from someone else's shoe cabinet!



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