Chapter 117

Lin Yuzhen tugged at her sleeve from the side, but Tang Shihan angrily shook her off.

Lin Qinghuan was startled and looked at Ye Fengyun in astonishment, asking, "You—what did you just say?"

Ye Fengyun smiled and replied, "I said, 'Sounds good.'"

"You—what are you doing? How annoying!"

Lin Qinghuan swatted at Ye Fengyun and then stood up, fleeing the main hall.

Ye Fengyun stood up and said, "I'll go after her."

With that, he chased after her. Tang Shihan’s expression was ghastly; she looked as if she wanted to tear Ye Fengyun to pieces.

Outside the hall, Ye Fengyun easily caught up with Lin Qinghuan. The blush had not yet faded from her face, and her eyes darted shyly, not daring to meet his gaze. Ye Fengyun grabbed her hand, causing her heart to flutter.

However, just as Lin Qinghuan expected him to say something to her, Ye Fengyun shoved a talisman into her hand.

"Stick this under your grandmother's bed," Ye Fengyun instructed.

Lin Qinghuan paused, looking slightly disappointed. "Why?"

Ye Fengyun asked, "Didn't you feel that your grandmother was acting abnormally tonight?"

"Ah, yes, a little. Why, what's wrong?" Lin Qinghuan asked.

"She’s been bewitched by a spirit," Ye Fengyun replied.

"What?" Lin Qinghuan looked completely bewildered.

Ye Fengyun did not offer further explanation. "Just do as I say."

Lin Qinghuan looked troubled. "But no one has entered my grandmother's room for a long time. She explicitly stated that no one is allowed in or out without her permission, not even the maid who has served her for years."

Ye Fengyun frowned. "Then has Yun Lanzong been to her room?"

"He goes there often," Lin Qinghuan answered.

"That's bad."

Ye Fengyun realized the situation was dire and asked with a hint of irritation, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

Ye Fengyun’s sudden outburst startled Lin Qinghuan. "Why are you being so fierce!" she said, feeling aggrieved.

Ye Fengyun rubbed his temples and said, "I'm going to the Matriarch's room. You are responsible for keeping the others occupied; don't let them find out. Also, go to the kitchen and tell the chefs to prepare a dish of dog blood with sticky rice, served on a banana leaf. Tell them the Matriarch ordered it. Remember this well."

"Hey—"

Before Lin Qinghuan could ask why, Ye Fengyun vanished from sight.

Lin Qinghuan stamped her foot in frustration. "What kind of person is he!"

Midway, Ye Fengyun was suddenly blocked by a mass of black mist. He stopped and peered down the corridor; the closer he got to the Matriarch's room, the thicker the black mist became.

"Little brother, we meet again."

Yun Lanzong stepped out, fiddling with those two beads in his hand.

Ye Fengyun said, "I warned you before."

"You don't understand at all."

Yun Lanzong shook his head and pulled out an iPad, displaying an image of space. "The alignment of the seven stars—a once-in-a-century spectacle. This is an infusion of destiny. I must seize this opportunity to gather the fortunes of all the great noble families for my Yun family!"

Ye Fengyun shook his head. "By using such evil arts, you will surely meet a miserable end."

"A miserable end? Hahaha!"

Yun Lanzong pulled up another image, which showed a pit surrounded by red ropes, with a jar buried in the center.

"Do you know what this is?"

Ye Fengyun was shocked: "A Life-Borrowing Curse?"