The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 1352: Chapter 1346

The old man remained motionless, like a stone sculpture.

Xin Lin widened her eyes, staring at the old man.

He seemed to be very old, exuding a sense of desolation.

If it weren’t for his still-present aura, Xin Lin would have thought he was the living dead.

This was, indeed, the Old Family Master of Fengdong.

Others when seeing him were very respectful.

After being dragged in by the ghost soldiers, Xin Lin wasn’t panicked at all.

She appeared calm, walked to the sandalwood table, poured herself some tea, and took a sip.

"Awful."

Xin Lin pushed the teacup away, full of disdain.

She then grabbed a piece of pastry, took a bite, and promptly spat it out.

"Terrible."

The old man’s wrinkled face couldn’t help but twitch.

No one had ever dared to be so impudent in front of him.

The juniors of Fengdong, when seeing him, were all "Ancestor this, Ancestor that," wouldn’t even dare take a deep breath, unlike Xin Lin, who barely regarded him at all.

The Old Family Master couldn’t resist wanting to slap her and throw this ungrateful brat out.

However, he restrained himself.

"You just mentioned my meridians being blocked..."

"Finally speaking."

Xin Lin replied unhurriedly.

"Impudent, I haven’t finished asking, who permits you to speak!"

The old man reprimanded.

Which family’s cheeky monkey is this, daring to jump around in front of him.

Murong Ziyue too, where on earth did she meet such dubious friends!

"Fine, I’ll shut up."

Xin Lin shrugged, lazily refraining from speaking.

"I ask you, how did you know that my Spirit Vein is blocked?"

"..."

Xin Lin took out a Spiritual Delicacy Bun, nibbling at it unconcernedly.

Although the bun was cold, its fragrance remained, drifting right to the Old Family Master’s nose, making his nostrils twitch.

Xin Lin then took out Jade Pure Spring, gulping down several swigs, drinking heartily.

"I’m asking you, are you even listening!"

The old man’s face of wrinkles leaped.

"..."

Xin Lin acted as if she hadn’t heard.

"How outrageous! You! You!"

The old man was trembling with anger.

Whose brat is this, simply driving him to fury!

"I’m asking you again, how did you notice my Spirit Vein’s problem?"

The old man glared angrily at Xin Lin.

Xin Lin still ignored him.

"Murong Ziyue, come in."

The old man exclaimed in anger, shouting loudly.

Outside the courtyard, Murong Ziyue heard another bout of shouting.

She was taken aback.

The family head asked her to enter the courtyard?

This was an unprecedented honor for Murong Ziyue, as she had never been allowed into the courtyard.

She hesitated for a moment, and a ghost soldier came forward to lead her inside.

Within the courtyard, it was deep and ancient.

As Murong Ziyue entered, she saw an old man with white hair and beard, his gaze stern, and his old eyes glaring fiercely at Xin Lin nearby.

Xin Lin was chomping on a bun, looking indifferent.

Murong Ziyue witnessed this, and couldn’t help but be both amused and exasperated.

She thought Xin Lin had been wronged outside, but now it seemed...

"Murong Ziyue, what kind of dubious friends have you made, they’ve really infuriated me!"

The old man was furious beyond control.

"Xin Lin, the family head is asking you questions."

Murong Ziyue held back her laughter, reminding her.

Xin Lin pouted, considering Murong Ziyue’s sake, she finally spoke.

"Why is your Fengdong’s family head so temperamental, he’s the one who told me not to speak, but looking at his old age, his Spirit Vein is blocked, and if his temper gets worse, he might not live another six months."