Exiting the old man's courtyard, Su Huai raised the ring and examined it carefully against the sunlight.
This is a spatial ring, and it's a high-grade one at that. It feels cool to the touch and has some nourishing effects on the body.
It's much more advanced than the one Su Huai picked up from a favored child of heaven in his previous life.
After wearing it on the index finger, the most easily accessible, Su Huai attached a wisp of his soul imprint to it, officially confirming the new ownership of the ring.
Then, he was startled.
The ring's capacity is about tens of thousands of cubic meters, half of which is filled with a mountain-high pile of spiritual stones.
In the corner, there are two rows of bookshelves, but there are only a few dozen yellowed ancient books on them.
Upon opening one, aside from a basic cultivation technique and two low-level martial arts skills, the rest are records of the creatures of the mainland, along with a small number of secrets.
Su Huai's gaze fixed on the secret book in the corner, among all the books, only its cover was ragged and worn, clearly having undergone much use.
It must be some deeply buried forbidden secret of a certain continent that the old man has read repeatedly, right?
With a pious heart, Su Huai took it out and saw the cover boldly inscribed with gold characters:
"Alien Demon Girl Review"
???
This title!?
After reading for ten minutes, Su Huai looked up at the sky, trying to make the blood flowing from his nose flow back into his nasal cavity.
Closing the ancient book, Su Huai finally understood why the other books were well-preserved, and only this one was scarred and the page numbers were blurred from being turned so much...
But why did the old man give it to me?
Massaka! Could it be... this is a kind of inheritance!?
Putting the review back on the bookshelf, Su Huai sighed, "I can't see it, the old man is actually a hidden rich man."
"Hmm, he's still a man of character..."
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Under the scorching sun, past noon, the fragrance of food wafted throughout the Su Mansion.
Su Huai wandered around, finally making his way back to his own courtyard, only to see an extremely showy white robe at the entrance.
If he's not mistaken, this is the quiet little follower who follows behind Situ Zhiruo.
Su Huai didn't have a bad impression of him, after all, he was polite during the divorce, neither did he despise him with his eyes, nor did he jump out and ridicule him like some brainless villains.
"You're finally back."
The young man in white, holding a sword, leaned against the door frame of the courtyard, his sharp eyes resembling those of a proud swordsman who couldn't bear the cold from being in high places.
Su Huai waved to him.
"Are you waiting for me?"
"Yes, I've been waiting for a long time!"
Su Huai was shocked: "What can I do for you?"
"I am the third prince of the Great Flame Dynasty, Yan Shu."
"I can see that, you are indeed very serious!"
"Don't interrupt!"
Yan Shu's eyes were slightly cold, and his hand holding the sword was eager to move.
"I didn't want to talk to you much, but before going down the mountain, my master said that I must cut off all the worldly entanglements of my junior sister Zhiruo!"
Su Huai was shocked.
"Damn it! Did you kill her parents!?"
"Stop talking nonsense!!!"
Yan Shu's hand trembled slightly, and the three-foot-long sword in his arms revealed a glint, as if it would cut the throat and see blood in the next moment.
"Hand over the contract that your junior sister gave you immediately! Don't force me to take action!"
Su Huai was stunned.
That so-called contract is nothing more than a backup certificate. As soon as he left the meeting hall, he used it to wipe his shoes and casually threw it into the ditch at the door.
Want it? Go pick it up in the ditch yourself!
"Lunatic!"
Su Huai rolled his eyes, bypassed Yan Shu, and pushed open the courtyard door.
At a glance, he saw Cheng Xiaohe, who was supposed to be dead, sitting silently under the old parasol tree in the courtyard.
A piece of the tree's leaf covered her face, and her exclusive broom was thrown aside.
He wrinkled his nose, a faint smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, and in an instant, the boundless killing intent was rampant, and the temperature of the entire courtyard dropped sharply.
"Did you do this?"
Looking at Su Huai's cold eyes, Yan Shu shivered. He felt as if he was being watched by a terrifying beast, his limbs were cold and he couldn't move at all.
He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.
"Looking for death..."
Su Huai raised his hand, grabbed Yan Shu's neck, lifted him up, and his fingers gradually tightened. The bones on Yan Shu's neck soon made a sound that couldn't bear the weight.
His breathing became rapid, his face flushed, and in a trance, he saw the long-dead emperor grandfather waving to him...
"Young master... What are you doing?"
The atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and Su Huai turned his head to find Xiaohe, who should have been dead, shivering under the tree, staring at his young master's murder with wide eyes, looking like he was afraid of being killed.
"Aren't you dead?"
"Ah... Young master, should I be dead... But I still want to live a few more years, can I, can I..."
She hurriedly closed her eyes.
"I didn't see anything..."
"..."
"Didn't this person make a move on you?"
Xiaohe twisted the corner of her clothes and swallowed her saliva: "Isn't he a friend of the young master..."
Hiss...
No, that's not right! I clearly smelled blood... Oh, I almost forgot that I just had a nosebleed, so it's okay.
Su Huai let go of his hand, Yan Shu fell to the ground with a thud, propping himself up and gasping for breath.
Su Huai's mouth twitched, and he quickly put on an embarrassed but polite smile, helping him up from the ground and reaching out to pat the dust off his body.
"Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding, Yan brother!"
"If you didn't make a move, why didn't you just tell me directly just now, why are you pretending to be so aloof!"
"You should have said it earlier, if you had said it earlier, there would be no trouble, alas, it's all your fault, you made me misunderstand the good person!"
????
Are you the devil!?
Did you give me a chance to speak!?
"Are you hurt? Yan brother? Tell me if there's any discomfort, and I'll treat it for you!"
"Come on, let me see, is it uncomfortable in the neck?"
"Your face is very red, it seems to be a surplus of qi and blood. I have a bloodletting therapy..."
Yan Shu shrank his head, looked at Su Huai with horror, and squeezed out a few words from his swollen throat: "I, it doesn't hurt..."
"It doesn't hurt? If it doesn't hurt, it's good, it means it's okay."
"What, why don't you stay for a meal, Yan brother? Xiaohe, go and let the kitchen make a few dishes!"
Yan Shu began to struggle: "No! Don't eat! Don't eat!"
"I still have something, I'll leave first!"
Damn it, I almost got strangled just by standing at the door with a sword for a while. If I eat your meal, won't you even scatter my ashes?
Yan Shu crawled out of the courtyard, leaving the sword that fell on the ground, and ran to the rest room arranged by the Su family.
Go back and order to cut down the scout responsible for collecting information on the Su family.
Damn it, he said to me with certainty that the young master of the Su family who was engaged to Situ Zhiruo was a waste who couldn't cultivate and couldn't tie a chicken.
Have you ever seen a waste who can't move a Ning Shen period cultivator just by pressure!?
He is even more terrifying than his father...
On the other hand, in Su Huai's courtyard.
Watching Yan Shu run away like a ghost, Xiaohe, who understood the cause and effect of the matter, squatted under the tree with a broom in her hand, covering her mouth and giggling.
I have to say, after understanding, the young master's appearance of standing up for her just now was indeed a bit handsome.
Thinking about it, it seems that it's not impossible to warm up his bed...
Xiaohe's face is red.
Who knew that Su Huai suddenly turned his head and glared at her.
"Laugh, laugh at all, it's all your fault!"
"I'll punish you to have no lunch today, and you have to move a stool and sit next to me to watch me eat!
"
...
Pah, the young master is ugly and perverted, really hateful.
I would rather warm up the bed for a dog than for him!