Chapter 155: Chapter 155: The Strange Ancestor
Chapter 155: Chapter 155: The Strange Ancestor
Jiangli did not see Fu Shiyan off; he went straight back to the side hall.
Xia Xin thought that since Fu Shiyan had spent over two million yuan at their place, he should at least see him off.
He simply said Jiangli was tired, so he didn’t come over.
Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, his expression indifferent, “Please tell the Abbot to rest well, we’re all friends here, no need for such formality; we will leave first.”
Xia Xin smiled and made a gesture of farewell, “Safe travels.”
Fu Shiyan turned and got into the car.
The two vehicles swiftly left one after the other, departing from the front gate of Jiaoyang Temple.
Xia Xin breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and went back to Jiaoyang Temple to the side hall. As soon as he reached the entrance of the side hall, he saw Jiangli sitting alone by the window, lost in thought.
He was truly lost in thought.
It was the first time he had seen the old ancestor with a vacant look in his eyes, revealing a face of bewilderment, as if he was trying to remember something but couldn’t recall it at all. Amidst the disheartened expression, there was a mix of faint… grievances?
He never imagined seeing such an expression on the old ancestor’s face.
Xia Xin stood at the door, unsure whether to enter, and tentatively called out.
“What is it?” Jiangli turned his head, his expression indifferent and back to normal, as if the scene just before had been Xia Xin’s illusion.
“No, nothing, I just wanted to say, Fu, Mr. Fu and the others have already left, I just saw them off…” Xia Xin walked in, uneasy, not sure if he was seeing things, he could only pretend as if nothing had happened and changed the subject, “Old Ancestor, are you hungry? Do you want me to cook something?”
Jiangli let out an “Oh,” and waved his hand lightly, “No need, we will have honorable guests soon, go prepare some refreshments, I will go and offer incense to the Grandmaster.”
With those words, Jiangli stood up and headed for the main hall.
Seeing her , Xia Xin seriously doubted his earlier sight.
It must have been, after all, the old ancestor.
How could the old ancestor possibly show such an expression?
Xia Xin patted his own head and went out to prepare the refreshments.
Almost as soon as he had set down the refreshments, Xia Xin heard a series of knocks on the door suddenly sound.
The honorable guest has arrived so soon?
Xia Xin shouted as he ran to the door.
Upon opening it, he saw not just anybody, but Wang Xinjun and a young man he did not recognize.
Xia Xin hurriedly said, “Uncle Wang, you’re back?”
Wang Xinjun’s eyes were bloodshot, the area beneath them dark and bruised, clearly indicating he probably hadn’t rested the entire day and night.
Xia Xin said sympathetically, “Uncle Wang, please come in and sit down. Just now, I was preparing some tea.”
Wang Xinjun replied with a nod, bringing the young man inside.
Jiangli just so happened to come out from the main hall.
“Abbot!” Upon seeing Jiangli, Wang Xinjun immediately became excited, quickly approaching Jiangli and starting to choke up.
Jiangli, who detested seeing others cry, hurriedly said, “Alright, alright, isn’t everything alright now? Don’t cry.”
Wang Xinjun raised his hand, wiping away tears with his sleeve, “Abbot, if it weren’t for you, wouldn’t I be crying right now? Thanks to the Abbot, my Zixin is safe and sound.”
“It was her own fortune, nothing to do with me,” said Jiangli. “If you really want to thank someone, thank yourself. It’s due to our connection and your timely arrival that your daughter was saved. You should thank yourself, that’s all.”
Wang Xinjun could not take in any of those words; his mind was full of gratitude towards Jiangli.
He truly wanted to kowtow so fiercely it would make a sound, to show his profound gratitude to Jiangli.
Jiangli, seeing his endless thanks, glanced at the young man beside him and forcibly changed the subject, “Mr. Wang, your visit today isn’t solely to express thanks, is it?”