Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows.
He leaned back on the couch, with buttons of his shirt undone, revealing half of his collarbone, languidly sprawled out with a frivolous smile, "Yaoyao, you see, it really is our little piggy, with a temper just like yours."
Ying Zijin: "..."
Emotionless, she lifted her head, and a murderous look surfaced in her phoenix eyes.
She discovered that some people naturally have a talent for infuriating others.
Nie Chao laughed, "Damn impressive, Seventh Young Master, you can even produce other species; that’s really something."
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as his gaze swept over casually.
"I’ll shut up, I’ll shut up," Nie Chao immediately scuttled into the kitchen with his cherries. "I won’t be a third wheel."
The two old masters also headed to the dining room, leaving the living room to the young folks.
Only then did Ying Zijin throw the cushion in her hand at Fu Yunshen. freewebnσvel.cøm
"Girlfriend, I admit my mistake," Fu Yunshen stopped teasing her, his peach blossom eyes curving up as he smoothly played along, "Look, this is how much I like you."
With that, he raised both hands to make a heart shape for her.
After a slight silence, Ying Zijin started to speak after a while, "I have to admit."
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen stretched his long arm out, encircled the girl within his arms, and asked, "Admit what?"
Being a human cushion was more comfortable; Ying Zijin leaned against him and glanced at him, "Admit that you are indeed good at dating."
She had never been involved in such matters, but she had read quite a few books.
Especially her female secretary, who could flip through a pile of romance novels for her.
"It’s different." Fu Yunshen lowered his head, pinching her face, "It depends who it’s with. With you, I have to be skilled."
Now that he had a girlfriend, he could be even more unrestrained.
Ying Zijin yawned, feeling a bit sleepy.
"Yaoyao, tomorrow at the Imperial Capital Grand Hotel, I’ll hold a celebration banquet for your academic promotion," said Fu Yunshen, "Your evening dress will be delivered tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin lifted her eyes, "I don’t want to go."
"Nie Family, Mu Family, and the Di Wu Family are hosting it for you," Fu Yunshen paused before adding, "And there will be delicious desserts."
Ying Zijin pondered for a moment and then nodded her head.
Then she would go.
"No way?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows, "Which is more important to you, me or the desserts?"
Ying Zijin didn’t pause this time, "You are more important."
She could see his insecurity.
After all, she had studied psychology for a while.
"Kid, you’re actually better at this than I am," Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered, "You know how to make me happy."
Ying Zijin leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes, "I have always been good at learning."
"I’ve also figured out the matter with your uncle," Fu Yunshen stroked her hair, "He was a researcher who had signed a confidentiality agreement, originally named Ji Fengmian."
"Over twenty years ago, he was in the core area during the experimental accident on the island, and was the one executing all the core operations, so the entire Ji Family thought he was dead."
The poisonous fog of DEATH alchemical medicine, if inhaled too much, would eventually even deform the bones.
By the time the rescue team in radiation suits entered, only skeletons remained in the core area.
Even the DNA was completely destroyed, making it impossible to differentiate who was who.
So, in the end, when reporting the death list, they reported all the researchers in the core area.
Naturally, Wen Fengmian was among them.
Later on, the Ji Family collected some residues of the DEATH poisonous fog and discovered that its toxicity was astonishingly high, so they believed that Wen Fengmian died in that experimental accident.
To this day, no one knows why the DEATH poisonous fog appeared on that island.
But after the explosion at the University Town in O Continent, Fu Yunshen knew that it was done by someone within the Black Skeleton Forces.
Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed slightly, "The Ji Family?"
"The Ji Family, a family engaged in scientific research," said Fu Yunshen indifferently, "There are quite a few national-level researchers in this family, and many secret experiments are conducted by them."
He paused, then added, "They are also a branch of the Ancient Martial World’s Ji Family."
The Ji Family from the Imperial Capital was a group that branched out from the Ancient Martial World’s Ji Family.
This group didn’t have the Ancient Martial Talent, but they were highly intelligent and made significant contributions in the field of scientific research.
So even though they left the Ancient Martial World, the Main House of the Ancient Martial World still took care of them.
Ying Zijin’s gaze grew more intense, "No wonder."
Wen Fengmian inhaled the most poisonous fog and was exposed to the strongest radiation.
But he survived, probably because of his Ancient Martial Talent.
The group that left the Ancient Martial World back then had no talents, but that didn’t mean their descendants would not have any.
The talented ancient martial artists are born with Inner Strength without needing to cultivate; they are much stronger than ordinary martial artists.
Because condensing Inner Strength is the first threshold of ancient martial arts.
Wen Fengmian’s near-death experience was saved by his Ancient Martial Talent.
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