Inside the room.
Zhang Yang and He Qiyan stared at each other.
Zhang Yang's earlier slip-up had indeed broken the tense atmosphere.
Although it was a one-sided disruption...
"I didn't mean to just now, you jumped up yourself. Otherwise, I would have grabbed your neck, and besides..." Zhang Yang chuckled sheepishly.
"Besides what?" He Qiyan glared at Zhang Yang through gritted teeth.
"Besides, if it was smaller, I might have dropped it. And who would have thought you were so sensitive?" Zhang Yang's voice grew softer as he spoke.
This caused He Qiyan's recently calmed anger to surge again.
With a *snap*.
Another whip lashed out.
"Hey, are you not done yet?" Zhang Yang grabbed the whip and shouted.
"It's true that I slipped up just now, but compared to you ransacking my home a few days ago and plotting to kill me, it's nothing!"
Ransacked your home?
Plotting to kill you?
He Qiyan frowned slightly and stopped attacking.
"I've only been back in Jiangnan City for one day. These things you're talking about, I didn't do them!" He Qiyan said in a deep voice.
"Not me? Are you sure you've only been back for one day?" Zhang Yang asked suspiciously.
"Of course. Do you think I have any reason to lie to you? And you said I ransacked your home and tried to murder you, do you have any proof?" He Qiyan retorted.
She suspected that this matter might be related to Qin Shengnan.
However, He Qiyan was very curious as to why Zhang Yang would suspect her.
"Really not you? Then... you wait."
After speaking, Zhang Yang walked back into the room.
He took out the lace clothing that the thief who broke into his house had accidentally left behind.
Although some time had passed, the lace clothing still retained a faint fragrance.
This scent was exactly the same as the one on He Qiyan.
"Smell it yourself." Zhang Yang held the lace clothing in front of He Qiyan.
He Qiyan looked surprised and hesitantly took it, bringing it to her nose to sniff.
Upon smelling it.
He Qiyan was indeed a little surprised. The scent was indeed the same as the one on her.
"This..."
He Qiyan pondered for a moment, and a fierce glint suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"You're saying this was left behind by the thief who broke into your house?"
Zhang Yang shrugged noncommittally. "Otherwise? Would I, a grown man, wear lace? Wear it inside or outside? Wouldn't that be perverted!"
"And there's another thing. Yesterday, I was about to capture one of the other party's subordinates, but when I was interrogating him about the person behind it, he was killed."
"The scent on that person was exactly the same as yours."
"He Qiyan, you know my strength from our earlier exchange. There aren't many people who can escape from me in Jiangnan City. And with the same scent, how can you not make me suspect you?"
He Qiyan fell silent upon hearing this.
However, a murderous intent arose in her heart.
She seemed to understand what was going on.
No wonder last night, when she had just arrived in Jiangnan City and met Qin Shengnan, Qin Shengnan's scent was the same as hers.
It seemed Qin Shengnan had been setting a trap for her before she even arrived!
He Qiyan's expression slowly turned grim.
Zhang Yang, who was observing silently, also frowned.
He thought to himself.
It seemed He Qiyan definitely knew something.
"Zhang Yang, if I told you that I didn't do either of these things, would you believe me?" He Qiyan looked up and said seriously.
"Do you know who it is? Tell me directly, and I'll believe you," Zhang Yang replied.
He Qiyan fell silent again.
Her conflict with Qin Shengnan could not be involved in her junior disciple's plan for now.
Although Old Master He had told her.
That among the murderers who killed her family, there were traces of her sect's Seven Killings.
However, He Qiyan was unwilling to give up. She still wanted to investigate and gather more evidence.
"I can't confirm who the other party is yet. Give me some time, and I will give you an explanation," He Qiyan said.
This...
Zhang Yang hesitated.
He Qiyan gave him a very unfathomable feeling.
To be honest.
Zhang Yang was not a gullible person who would believe any beautiful woman he saw.
It was clear from He Qiyan's expression that she probably knew who it was.
Zhang Yang even guessed that perhaps He Qiyan was in league with the person who had harmed him.
However.
Just as Zhang Yang was about to refuse and press for answers.
His phone in his pocket rang. It was a text message from Old Master He.
The content was for Zhang Yang to trust He Qiyan and give her some time.
This time.
Zhang Yang became even more curious.
During their earlier struggle, Old Master He had appeared at the door to disrupt things.
And now, when he was about to refuse, Old Master He also came out to stop him.
Was there something going on that he didn't know about?
"Alright, then I'll give you some time," Zhang Yang said.
After that, he silently turned and returned to his room.
He Qiyan also walked towards another empty room.
"Qin Shengnan, as expected of someone specializing in the art of stratagem, she's already scheming against me!"
"However, do you really think I have a good temper?" He Qiyan looked at the night sky outside and said in a deep voice.
Although she was angry, He Qiyan did not immediately go to find Qin Shengnan.
She was unsure if Zhang Yang would secretly follow her, so she decided to endure for now.
Everything would be dealt with tomorrow.
...
The night passed without incident.
The next morning.
When Zhang Yang woke up, He Qiyan was no longer in the room.
After washing up, Zhang Yang also left the house.
As he passed by Old Master He's house, he saw He Qiyan making breakfast for Old Master He.
Zhang Yang paused at the door for a few seconds, then finally walked away.
With He Qiyan by Old Master He's side, there were clearly some things Zhang Yang was not suited to ask.
He would come again if he had the chance.
Today, Zhang Yang finally didn't have to squeeze onto the bus.
The steamed buns and fried dough sticks he bought also didn't have to turn into pancakes and scallions anymore.
After a simple breakfast, Zhang Yang arrived at the parking spot.
He directly started the car and left the old residential area.
However.
Zhang Yang did not go to work at Han Corporation.
Han Corporation was now entirely under Han Xiyao's control.
The marketing department didn't require Zhang Yang's attention; they would call if anything came up.
Moreover, the next step would be for Han Xiyao to collaborate with Guan Fenghua and Luo Yiren to focus all efforts on the development of the old residential area.
With his free time, Zhang Yang thought of Zhu Dongling.
The girl who sold him the Purple Bamboo Fruit at the traditional Chinese medicine market.
He Qiyan's formidable combat power last night made Zhang Yang feel a sense of crisis.
If the person secretly targeting him was as strong as He Qiyan or even stronger, then even if he knew who it was, he wouldn't be able to do anything.
So, Zhang Yang thought of Zhu Dongling.
Last time, Zhang Yang heard Zhu Dongling mention it.
The Purple Bamboo tree that bore the Purple Bamboo Fruit was right outside her house.
Zhang Yang wanted to investigate.
To see what allowed the Purple Bamboo tree to remain unwithering in this era of scarce spiritual energy.
Perhaps he could gain unexpected rewards and improve his cultivation.
Thinking about improving his cultivation.
Zhang Yang cursed the "Carefree Immortal Scripture" again.
This "Carefree Immortal Scripture" was very powerful, but the method of improving cultivation was too outrageous.
In today's society.
He had no way to follow the cultivation methods of the "Carefree Immortal Scripture" and find women to...
Therefore.
He had to change direction and search for rare heavenly treasures.
Getting into his newly purchased Mercedes-Benz GT63, he sped away.
Zhang Yang followed the location Zhu Dongling had given him earlier, heading towards a small village on the outskirts of Jiangnan City.
It took a full hour before he reached the village entrance.
Fortunately, rural areas now had paved cement roads.
Zhang Yang drove the car directly to Zhu Dongling's doorstep.
He turned off the engine and got out of the car.
However, before he could enter the house.
Zhang Yang heard shouting and abusive language coming from inside.
"You damned girl, when did it become your turn, a young lass, to call the shots in the Zhu family?"
"This bamboo tree is also our family's! Why should you collect all the money from selling it?"
"You must give us half, otherwise, your entire family of old, weak, sick, and disabled won't have a good day today!"