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Chapter 17 Injures a Foundation Establishment Master from Afar!
The carved gate of the Su family's detached manor was gently pushed open.
Su Muyue hopped and skipped in, her steps as light as a little rabbit.
"Grandpa! I've come to check up on you!"
"And while I'm at it, I'll get a taste of Chef Zhang's signature dish, hehe!"
She swung the canvas bag in her hand, smiling mischievously.
Su Zhennan was sitting on a leather sofa, holding a white porcelain teacup in his hand.
Hearing his granddaughter's voice, he immediately looked up with a smile.
"You little ingrate, you finally remembered your grandpa?"
"I thought you had long forgotten about this old man."
His tone was full of undisguised doting affection.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the teacup in his hand wobbled.
He slowly placed the teacup on the coffee table, his face as white as rice paper.
There wasn't a trace of color in his eyes; his lips were even bluish.
Su Muyue's smile instantly froze.
He rushed to the sofa in two strides, his voice filled with panic.
"Grandpa? What's wrong?"
"Why is your face so pale? It looks like you've just painted a wall!"
Su Zhennan waved his hand, forcing a smile.
"Don't worry, your grandpa is tough as nails, I won't die."
His voice was weak, carrying an unconcealable weariness.
He glanced at the doorway and lowered his voice.
"Don't tell your parents about this."
"So that they won't overreact and worry unnecessarily."
Su Muyue froze on the spot, her brows furrowing into a knot.
He scrutinized Su Zhennan from head to toe, his mind racing.
"Grandpa, you didn't try to break through to the Golden Core realm and suffer internal injuries from a qi deviation, did you?"
Her tone was full of speculation, and she couldn't hide her nervousness.
Upon hearing this, Su Zhennan forced a bitter smile.
He slowly shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
"It's not a case of going astray."
"He was injured by someone."
Su Muyue's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.
"What? He was beaten up?"
"Grandpa, how is this possible?"
"In Linchuan City, is there anyone who could possibly harm a Foundation Establishment stage expert like yourself?"
Her voice rose eight octaves, filled with disbelief.
Su Zhennan's gaze deepened, tinged with lingering fear.
"Last night, I went to the Zhao family mansion to help someone break a curse."
He paused, as if recalling the terrifying backlash from last night, and his body trembled slightly.
"The master who cast the curse was dozens of kilometers away."
"He just casually cast a spell from a distance, and it directly injured me."
Su Muyue gasped instantly, completely stunned.
Eyes wide open, the CPU just overheated.
"What?! You were injured by casting a spell from a distance?"
"How is this possible! What level of powerful being must this be?"
She had lived for eighteen years and had never heard of anything so outrageous.
Su Zhennan clutched his chest, bent over, and coughed lightly twice.
His face was full of wry smiles, and his tone was full of emotion.
"There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."
"Don't worry, Grandpa's injury looks serious, but it hasn't damaged his foundation."
"After resting for ten days to two weeks, you'll recover."
He raised his hand and patted Su Muyue's hand, then smiled and changed the subject.
"Alright, alright, stop making that face."
"Hurry up and go to the restaurant to eat. Chef Zhang has already prepared the dishes."
"After you finish eating, you have to rush back to your afternoon classes. Don't let it interfere with your studies."
Su Muyue looked at her grandfather's pale face, her expression full of worry.
I had so many questions I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of upsetting my grandfather.
They could only obediently nod.
"Okay, I'll go eat first."
"Grandpa, you must lie down and rest properly, and don't move around."
She walked toward the restaurant, glancing back every few steps, her mind in turmoil.
A powerful being capable of injuring his own grandfather from a distance.
What is its origin? When did Linchuan City hide such a large Buddha statue?
A gentle breeze blows through the Qingniu Mountain Cemetery.
The pine and cypress trees along the road rustled in the wind, carrying a sense of solemnity.
Lu Jingchen stood in front of his mother's tombstone, his gaze so tender it could melt hearts.
He reached out and gently brushed his fingertips across the yellowed photograph on the tombstone.
They moved so gently that they were afraid of disturbing the person who was sleeping soundly.
After a long while, he slowly turned around.
Looking at Lu Qingyuan beside him, whose eyes were red, he softened his voice.
"Alright, Yuan Yuan, I'll take you back to school first."
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tear stains that hadn't dried at the corners of her eyes.
His tone was full of instructions, showing he dared not be careless in the slightest.
"When we get back to school, we must go to the cafeteria to eat something first."
"Go to class on an empty stomach, don't force yourself to go, or you'll ruin your health."
Lu Qingyuan nodded obediently and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
She sniffed and looked up at Lu Jingchen.
His eyes were filled with unconcealed worry.
"Brother, what about you?"
"Did you go out to earn money this morning?"
"When are you planning to go back to school to register?"
"There are only ten days left until the college entrance examination. If we don't go back now, it will really be too late."
Lu Jingchen couldn't help but laugh at her anxious expression.
His expression was very relaxed, without the slightest pressure.
"Don't worry, the money has been made, exactly one million."
"I plan to buy some daily necessities this afternoon, and also go to the police station to reissue my ID card and bank card."
Lu Qingyuan suddenly stopped in her tracks, her entire body frozen in place.
His eyes widened as if he had heard some unbelievable story.
He's started to stutter when he speaks, and his tongue is almost unable to straighten.
"One million?"
"Brother, you're not kidding me, are you?"
"Where did you get a million in just one morning?"
Lu Jingchen shrugged, looking completely unconvinced.
He acted as casually as if he'd just bought a bottle of mineral water.
"It's only a million, no big deal."
"For me, it's just a matter of raising my hand, it's very simple."
He gently flipped his palm, and a flash of inspiration appeared at his fingertips.
A thick stack of bright red banknotes appeared out of thin air in his hand.
It looks like it costs at least 20,000 yuan, and it's neatly stacked.
He handed the money to Lu Qingyuan with a gentle smile.
"Take these and use them for now."
"Eat and drink what you want, buy what you want, don't be as frugal as before."
"I'm rich now, I can afford to support you."
Looking at the thick stack of banknotes, Lu Qingyuan subconsciously took a step back.
He waved his hands frantically, shaking his head like a rattle drum.
"No need, no need, bro! I still have several thousand yuan on hand, that's enough!"
"It's too unsafe to carry so much cash on me. What if I lose it?"
Lu Jingchen was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and nodded.
He took the money back and vanished without a trace.
"You're right, it's true that wealth shouldn't be flaunted; I hadn't thought that through."
"I'll transfer the money to you this afternoon after I've opened the bank account."
Lu Qingyuan looked at her confident and composed brother.
Although I still had a lot of doubts in my mind, I felt inexplicably at ease.
The anxiety that had been hanging over me for over three months finally subsided.
She looked up at Lu Jingchen, and finally a smile appeared on her lips—the first one since she returned.
"Okay, whatever you say."
Lu Jingchen smiled at her, and a weight was lifted from his heart.