Chapter 111: The Sly Old Man is Wicked Indeed!
Wang Haoran discovered that in the system mall, a large amount of [Internal Energy] energy can be exchanged for a very small amount of [Spiritual Qi] at a certain ratio.
And [Spiritual Qi] is something that only cultivators have.
From a pessimistic point of view, there may be protagonists in this world that are immortal cultivators.
In some novels, the main cast at the earlier stages of the plot mostly resides and stays within the bounds of the city. However, once they’re done with their business in the city, they leave the planet and go to others for more opportunities.
For example, there are some novels where normal everyday farmers obtain a cultivator’s inheritance. There are also some examples where immortals return to the city, an immortal emperor makes an appearance, an immortal king, a demonic emperor, etc.. The point is that the protagonists are all immortals in their own right.
The protagonists of these immortal cultivators are very indifferent to life, treating human life like mustard. And because of their power, they can kill villains the way someone chops up vegetables. And what’s more, they hardly leave any evidence.
They were simply lawless.
If Wang Haoran really did meet such a protagonist, then it wouldn’t matter how high his [Internal Energy] is, he’d be obliterated in seconds.
After all, how could a martial artist ever beat an immortal?
It’s always good to plan ahead.
In order not to be cut up like a vegetable by the next immortal protagonist who swings by, he needed to become as strong as possible ASAP.
He needed to squeeze as many Villain Points as he could out of the weaker protagonists. With that, he can exchange large amounts of [Internal Energy] for [Spiritual Qi].
From cultivating martial arts to cultivating immortality.
Just as Wang Haoran’s train of thought reached its final stop, Zhen Li went to Mr. Tang’s hospital bed. After briefly exchanging her condolences, she immediately gestured to her son.
Seeing this, Wang Haoran immediately put away his thoughts and prepared to say hello to Mr. Tang.
“Grandpa Tang, I am…”
Wang Haoran lightly took Elder Tang’s hand. As he was about to introduce himself first and offer up his own condolences… he noticed something on Elder Tang’s face just before he could finish.
Although Elder Tang’s face was pale and he looked like he was about to croak at any moment, his pulse was calm, indicating that he was quite healthy.
‘This guy’s obviously just pretending to be sick so he can force Tang Bingyun to marry.’
‘This sly old man deceives even his own granddaughter!’
Despite having seen through Elder Tang, Wang Haoran remained calm on the surface.
If he exposed Elder Tang in person, it’d be no different from slapping the latter in the face. If it doesn’t work out, their relationship will grow strained.
It would be a terrible loss.
For now, it’s enough to have this critical piece of information.
The question of whether the marriage contract is successful or not lies with Tang Bingyun.
As long as Tang Bingyun holds her ground, the marriage will never happen.
As soon as he sorted these thoughts of his, Wang Haoran offered his condolences as a junior. He then suddenly asked a question to Tang Bingyun, “Aunt Tang, I asked you to help me pick out a jade necklace last time. It should be picked out by now, right?”
The moment she heard those words, Tang Bingyun was stunned. However, she reacted quite quickly, nodding solemnly and replying:
“Yes, it’s been picked and in my room. Come and get it with me.”
The two left everyone else’s field of view and arrived at Tang Bingyun’s room.
“Now that we’re alone, what do you need to tell me?”
Tang Bingyun was the smart ice-cold CEO, so she naturally understood that Wang Haoran wanted to talk to her in private.
“Your grandfather is feigning illness.” Wang Haoran got straight to the point.
“Feigning illness…how can you tell?” Tang Bingyun looked stunned.
“How’s your grandfather’s body? How’s his appetite when eating?”
“Blood pressure is a little high, and a bit of rheumatism1. However, his appetite doesn’t seem to have deteriorated.” Tang Bingyun recalled and responded immediately.
“People with gastric cancer2, let alone those in the advanced stage, shouldn’t have such good appetites.” Wang Haoran said, guiding Tang Bingyun’s thinking.
“And besides, think about this whole scenario. Don’t you find it a bit strange that your grandfather just so happened to get sick the moment he proposes the marriage contract? The moment you didn’t agree, he didn’t just become ill, he became terminally ill?”
When she heard this, Tang Bingyun started to harbour some doubts.
“So here’s one more question: who diagnosed your grandfather?” Wang Haoran struck the iron while it was hot.
“Grandpa’s exclusive personal doctor; he’s been helping grandpa for about 15 years.”
“If they’re that close, wouldn’t it be easy for your grandfather to have the doctor lie?” Wang Haoran said.
Tang Bingyun nodded in agreement, but she still wasn’t sold on the idea.
“But I clearly saw Grandpa vomit blood.”
“The actors on TV vomit blood.”
“Then my grandfather probably already knew that I’d reject the offer, so he made some plans early on…” With her mind cleared, Tang Bingyun’s doubts were now gone.
“Grandpa, he- he really was pretending to be sick. He lied to me to get me married… I’ll expose him right this instant.” The sadness in her heart was gone, replaced by anger.
“Let’s say you expose your grandfather right this instant. He turns his head to you and threatens that he’ll jump off this building. What will you do then? Alleviating the symptoms doesn’t mean the root cause is gone, and it won’t change your grandfather’s determination to make you marry. Thus, it’s inadvisable to expose your grandfather’s idea of a diorama.” Wang Haoran discouraged her.
“Then…then what should I do?”
Tang Bingyun’s marriage contract and her grandfather’s feigning illness made her a little confused. For a while, she truly had no idea what to do. She could only turn to Wang Haoran for advice.
3
“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to help you.” Wang Haoran reassuringly stated.
Tang Bingyun was moved, as she blankly looked at Wang Haoran.
[Ding! The heroine, Tang Bingyun, has experienced an increase in her favorability toward the Host by 5.
The current total favorability is 60 (Heartfelt Love).][Ding! The Host stirs up the heart of the heroine, Tang Bingyun.
Receiving 100 Villain Points!]“Why are you being so kind to me?” As she asked her question, Tang Bingyun’s cold eyes momentarily grew extraordinarily soft, staring at Wang Haoran.
“Aunt Tang, you’re a beautiful, fairy-like woman. That man isn’t worthy of you at all. I can’t stand to see this happen, so it’s only natural that I’d help you.” Wang Haoran can’t express his true thoughts, so he just made something up.
‘It’s just that…’
Deep down, she was rather disappointed in his answer, but she hid it well.
“Has that man asked you out?” Wang Haoran asked.
“He wanted to ask me out for dinner. But since I believe my grandfather was truly and seriously ill, I wasn’t in the mood. And I didn’t like him either, so how could I possibly agree?”
“You should go.” Wang Haoran smiled mysteriously.
“Huh?!” Tang Bingyun thought she’d heard it wrong. In fact, she was momentarily speechless.
“I’ll go with you when the time comes.” Wang Haoran winked at Tang Bingyun.
“What do you mean…” Tang Bingyun understood and vaguely guessed.
“Yes, let him retreat.”
“But, will he believe it?” Tang Bingyun felt that this wasn’t a very good method.
“I can convince him, but Aunt Tang needs to cooperate with me.” Wang Haoran warned.
“Cooperate how?”
“You’ll understand when you look at my eyes and actions.” Wang Haoran vaguely stated.
“Okay.” Out of her trust for Wang Haoran, Tang Bingyun didn’t ask any further questions and nodded in agreement.
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Chapter 111: The Sly Old Man is Wicked Indeed!
Wang Haoran discovered that in the system mall, a large amount of [Internal Energy] energy can be exchanged for a very small amount of [Spiritual Qi] at a certain ratio.
And [Spiritual Qi] is something that only cultivators have.
From a pessimistic point of view, there may be protagonists in this world that are immortal cultivators.
In some novels, the main cast at the earlier stages of the plot mostly resides and stays within the bounds of the city. However, once they’re done with their business in the city, they leave the planet and go to others for more opportunities.
For example, there are some novels where normal everyday farmers obtain a cultivator’s inheritance. There are also some examples where immortals return to the city, an immortal emperor makes an appearance, an immortal king, a demonic emperor, etc.. The point is that the protagonists are all immortals in their own right.
The protagonists of these immortal cultivators are very indifferent to life, treating human life like mustard. And because of their power, they can kill villains the way someone chops up vegetables. And what’s more, they hardly leave any evidence.
They were simply lawless.
If Wang Haoran really did meet such a protagonist, then it wouldn’t matter how high his [Internal Energy] is, he’d be obliterated in seconds.
After all, how could a martial artist ever beat an immortal?
It’s always good to plan ahead.
In order not to be cut up like a vegetable by the next immortal protagonist who swings by, he needed to become as strong as possible ASAP.
He needed to squeeze as many Villain Points as he could out of the weaker protagonists. With that, he can exchange large amounts of [Internal Energy] for [Spiritual Qi].
From cultivating martial arts to cultivating immortality.
Just as Wang Haoran’s train of thought reached its final stop, Zhen Li went to Mr. Tang’s hospital bed. After briefly exchanging her condolences, she immediately gestured to her son.
Seeing this, Wang Haoran immediately put away his thoughts and prepared to say hello to Mr. Tang.
“Grandpa Tang, I am…”
Wang Haoran lightly took Elder Tang’s hand. As he was about to introduce himself first and offer up his own condolences… he noticed something on Elder Tang’s face just before he could finish.
Although Elder Tang’s face was pale and he looked like he was about to croak at any moment, his pulse was calm, indicating that he was quite healthy.
‘This guy’s obviously just pretending to be sick so he can force Tang Bingyun to marry.’
‘This sly old man deceives even his own granddaughter!’
Despite having seen through Elder Tang, Wang Haoran remained calm on the surface.
If he exposed Elder Tang in person, it’d be no different from slapping the latter in the face. If it doesn’t work out, their relationship will grow strained.
It would be a terrible loss.
For now, it’s enough to have this critical piece of information.
The question of whether the marriage contract is successful or not lies with Tang Bingyun.
As long as Tang Bingyun holds her ground, the marriage will never happen.
As soon as he sorted these thoughts of his, Wang Haoran offered his condolences as a junior. He then suddenly asked a question to Tang Bingyun, “Aunt Tang, I asked you to help me pick out a jade necklace last time. It should be picked out by now, right?”
The moment she heard those words, Tang Bingyun was stunned. However, she reacted quite quickly, nodding solemnly and replying:
“Yes, it’s been picked and in my room. Come and get it with me.”
The two left everyone else’s field of view and arrived at Tang Bingyun’s room.
“Now that we’re alone, what do you need to tell me?”
Tang Bingyun was the smart ice-cold CEO, so she naturally understood that Wang Haoran wanted to talk to her in private.
“Your grandfather is feigning illness.” Wang Haoran got straight to the point.
“Feigning illness…how can you tell?” Tang Bingyun looked stunned.
“How’s your grandfather’s body? How’s his appetite when eating?”
“Blood pressure is a little high, and a bit of rheumatism1. However, his appetite doesn’t seem to have deteriorated.” Tang Bingyun recalled and responded immediately.
“People with gastric cancer2, let alone those in the advanced stage, shouldn’t have such good appetites.” Wang Haoran said, guiding Tang Bingyun’s thinking.
“And besides, think about this whole scenario. Don’t you find it a bit strange that your grandfather just so happened to get sick the moment he proposes the marriage contract? The moment you didn’t agree, he didn’t just become ill, he became terminally ill?”
When she heard this, Tang Bingyun started to harbour some doubts.
“So here’s one more question: who diagnosed your grandfather?” Wang Haoran struck the iron while it was hot.
“Grandpa’s exclusive personal doctor; he’s been helping grandpa for about 15 years.”
“If they’re that close, wouldn’t it be easy for your grandfather to have the doctor lie?” Wang Haoran said.
Tang Bingyun nodded in agreement, but she still wasn’t sold on the idea.
“But I clearly saw Grandpa vomit blood.”
“The actors on TV vomit blood.”
“Then my grandfather probably already knew that I’d reject the offer, so he made some plans early on…” With her mind cleared, Tang Bingyun’s doubts were now gone.
“Grandpa, he- he really was pretending to be sick. He lied to me to get me married… I’ll expose him right this instant.” The sadness in her heart was gone, replaced by anger.
“Let’s say you expose your grandfather right this instant. He turns his head to you and threatens that he’ll jump off this building. What will you do then? Alleviating the symptoms doesn’t mean the root cause is gone, and it won’t change your grandfather’s determination to make you marry. Thus, it’s inadvisable to expose your grandfather’s idea of a diorama.” Wang Haoran discouraged her.
“Then…then what should I do?”
Tang Bingyun’s marriage contract and her grandfather’s feigning illness made her a little confused. For a while, she truly had no idea what to do. She could only turn to Wang Haoran for advice.
3
“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to help you.” Wang Haoran reassuringly stated.
Tang Bingyun was moved, as she blankly looked at Wang Haoran.
[Ding! The heroine, Tang Bingyun, has experienced an increase in her favorability toward the Host by 5.
The current total favorability is 60 (Heartfelt Love).][Ding! The Host stirs up the heart of the heroine, Tang Bingyun.
Receiving 100 Villain Points!]“Why are you being so kind to me?” As she asked her question, Tang Bingyun’s cold eyes momentarily grew extraordinarily soft, staring at Wang Haoran.
“Aunt Tang, you’re a beautiful, fairy-like woman. That man isn’t worthy of you at all. I can’t stand to see this happen, so it’s only natural that I’d help you.” Wang Haoran can’t express his true thoughts, so he just made something up.
‘It’s just that…’
Deep down, she was rather disappointed in his answer, but she hid it well.
“Has that man asked you out?” Wang Haoran asked.
“He wanted to ask me out for dinner. But since I believe my grandfather was truly and seriously ill, I wasn’t in the mood. And I didn’t like him either, so how could I possibly agree?”
“You should go.” Wang Haoran smiled mysteriously.
“Huh?!” Tang Bingyun thought she’d heard it wrong. In fact, she was momentarily speechless.
“I’ll go with you when the time comes.” Wang Haoran winked at Tang Bingyun.
“What do you mean…” Tang Bingyun understood and vaguely guessed.
“Yes, let him retreat.”
“But, will he believe it?” Tang Bingyun felt that this wasn’t a very good method.
“I can convince him, but Aunt Tang needs to cooperate with me.” Wang Haoran warned.
“Cooperate how?”
“You’ll understand when you look at my eyes and actions.” Wang Haoran vaguely stated.
“Okay.” Out of her trust for Wang Haoran, Tang Bingyun didn’t ask any further questions and nodded in agreement.
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