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Even though Qin Dongxue was secretive about it, Ling Yun knew that Cui Lao had already communicated with her about it. It was just that Qin Dongxue didn't want to tell Ling Yun personally.
That was indeed the case. From Cui Lao's point of view, Qin Dongxue was Ling Yun's only elder since Qin Qiuyue wasn't around. Cui Lao was here to tell Ling Yun about Ling Yun's identity and bring him to the Ling Family in Beijing to meet Ling Lie so that Ling Yun could return to his roots. It wouldn't be right for him to hide it from Qin Dongxue and tell Ling Yun about it without permission.
Not to mention the fact that the Qin Family was not weaker than the Ling Family, even if Ling Yun was just an adopted son of an ordinary family, he would still need the approval of the elders in Ling Yun's family if he wanted to acknowledge his ancestors.
Therefore, Cui Lao was very thoughtful and meticulous in order not to cause Qin Dongxue any misunderstandings and unnecessary trouble. When he arrived in the morning, he had already stated his identity and purpose of visit. He was very formal and serious about this matter with Qin Dongxue.
Of course, Cui Lao couldn't talk about such an important matter in front of others. He communicated with Qin Dongxue through telepathy outside the villa.
Cui Lao and Qin Dongxue were very satisfied with the result of their private communication. As long as there was enough evidence to prove that Ling Yun was the blood of the Ling Family and that Ling Yun was willing to return to the Ling Family, Qin Dongxue wouldn't stop him. Everything was up to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun felt an inexplicable excitement and a burning sense of urgency at the thought that his identity would be revealed soon.
"Young Master … Uh, Little Fellow …"
"Little … Ling Yun …"
Ling Yun remembered very clearly that every time Cui Lao called him, he would either unconsciously or habitually call him "Little …" before swallowing the rest of his words and replacing it with "Little Fellow" or "Ling Yun".
In the past, Ling Yun didn't think much of it. Now that he thought about it, Cui Lao probably wanted to call him "Young Master" every time he called him. It was just that the timing wasn't right, or perhaps Cui Lao was afraid of causing some misunderstandings with Ling Yun, so he stopped abruptly and changed his form of address halfway.
"Aunty, if there's nothing else, I'll go see Cui Lao now!"
Ling Yun felt his blood heating up. He couldn't help but clench his fists. He desperately wanted to know what kind of people his parents were and what kind of earth-shattering accident they had encountered eighteen years ago to the point of abandoning him helplessly!
"Go ahead. Aunty will show you something when you come back!" Qin Dongxue's eyes were misty, but it was full of comfort and encouragement.
"Aunty, it's such an important matter. I think you should come with me. You are my elder. Some important matters should be decided by you."
Qin Dongxue treated Ling Yun better than a biological aunt. Since his mother wasn't around, Ling Yun naturally hoped that Qin Dongxue would be present.
Unexpectedly, Qin Dongxue glared at Ling Yun coquettishly and said, "Since when have you allowed others to decide on your matters? This matter, from the beginning to the end, is entirely up to you! Go quickly and come back quickly! Don't let Aunty wait too long! "
Qin Dongxue understood Ling Yun very well.
"Hehe …" Ling Yun scratched his head in embarrassment. He nodded and said in a low voice, "Aunty, it's best not to let Lingyu know about this matter …"
"Don't worry, Aunty knows what I'm doing …" Qin Dongxue raised her slender hand and tapped Ling Yun's forehead lightly.
Qin Dongxue stood outside Mansion Number One and watched Ling Yun leave. Her gaze became complicated and hazy. Finally, she sighed faintly. "Ai, brat, you are indeed a descendant of the Ling Family. It's a good thing that you can return to your roots, but do you know how much suffering you will have to go through as the son of Ling Xiao and the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect?"
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Ling Yun personally drove the car, pulling Tang Meng along as they sped through the red lights. Soon, they arrived at Cui Lao's residence.
This was the eastern suburbs of Qingshui City. It was an extremely ordinary courtyard, and its location was very remote. If one went further east, it would be the wilderness. However, it was very quiet, and the surrounding environment was also very elegant.
"Big Brother Yun, Cui Lao lives here?" Tang Meng asked without even getting out of the car after seeing Cui Lao's residence.
"What do you know? This is called hiding in the wilderness!"
Ling Yun felt a familiar and powerful spiritual energy before he even got out of the car. This shocked him!
Ling Yun didn't turn off the engine. He got out of the car and threw the car keys to Tang Meng. "Go do your things first. I'll call you later for you to pick me up."
After Tang Meng drove off, Ling Yun took a few deep breaths to compose himself. He walked to the door and knocked lightly.
The courtyard door opened, and Cui Lao's purple face appeared. Ling Yun could tell that Cui Lao was very excited.
"Little … Little fellow, you're finally here. Come in!" Cui Lao's lips were trembling.
"Cui Lao, I only got home around noon. Sorry to keep you waiting …" Ling Yun entered the house in a flash, not knowing what to say.
Cui Lao warmly invited Ling Yun to take a seat. He then went to pour tea for Ling Yun.
"Cui Lao, I'm not thirsty. You don't have to do that …" Ling Yun hurriedly stopped him.
He had too many questions to ask Cui Lao. How could he be in the mood to drink water?
Cui Lao was still busy. At the same time, he chuckled. "Even though this isn't my home, I rented it for three months the last time I came. I left in a hurry the last time, so I didn't return it. I spent the entire morning cleaning up before it was finally done …"
"This is your first time here. How can you not have tea? I brought these tea leaves specially for you. You have to taste them …"
Cui Lao was so excited that he didn't know what to say. However, his hands didn't stop moving. Soon, the tea was ready for Ling Yun. It was indeed good tea.
This was Old Master Ling Lie's favorite Biluochun tea. Of course, it was good tea.
"Little … Little fellow, I brought you quite a few gifts this time. Sit here first, I'll go get them for you now …"
Cui Lao immediately entered Ling Yun's bedroom after serving the tea. He quickly took out the nondescript bag that he was carrying yesterday. After putting down the bag, he turned around and walked back in.
That familiar, powerful spiritual energy came from Cui Lao's bedroom.
"Even though this thing isn't big, it's really quite heavy …" Cui Lao said with a smile as he carried out a long wooden box.
Ling Yun stood up in shock when he saw this wooden box!
That was because Ling Yun had seen such a wooden box once before. That was when Ling Yun's family moved to the Qingshui Wharf Mansion. It was exactly the same wooden box that Qin Qiuyue asked him to carry!
It was one and a half meters long and thirty centimeters wide!
The spiritual energy was also exactly the same. However, the spiritual energy released by this wooden box was stronger and purer. It was the vigorous Wood Spiritual Energy!
"Cui Lao, this is …"
"Hehe, little fellow, don't get too excited. Sit down and wait for me to explain …" Cui Lao finally regained his composure after being busy for a while.
With that, Cui Lao bent over and picked up the nondescript bag. He placed it on the coffee table between the two of them before sitting down.
Cui Lao reached into his pocket and took out an ICBC bank card before passing it to Ling Yun.
"This is a small gift for you for the opening of the clinic. Take it first …"
Ling Yun recognized this bank card. He had one himself. It was a VIP card from ICBC. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he didn't reject it. He raised his hand and took the bank card.
"There's five hundred million US dollars in this card …" Cui Lao said casually.
"Huh?!" No matter how cultured Ling Yun was, he was still shocked. Five hundred million US dollars?!
According to the current exchange rate, that was at least three billion RMB!
This was a small gift?
"Look at this …" Cui Lao said as he opened the zipper of the satchel with a smile. Ling Yun took a closer look. It was a large bundle of cloth and a thread-bound book with a black cover.
However, this bundle of cloth shocked Ling Yun even more because he had seen it before. The Tian Holy Virgin of the Assassins Organization, who was also the Devil Sect's Holy Virgin, had the same material on her body and the two ribbons on her arms.
However, there was a slight difference. The cloth that Cui Lao brought him was thicker and more opaque than the one that the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect had.
"Oh my god, five hundred million US dollars is indeed a small gift compared to this bundle of cloth …" Ling Yun said in shock.
Cui Lao was elated. He smiled and said, "Little fella, the last time I came to Qingshui City and fought with you, I saw that your clothes were easily destroyed. You have to change your clothes every time you fight. I was worried and brought you this. What do you think? Are you satisfied? "
How could Ling Yun not be satisfied? This was genuine care and concern.
"This is woven from the silk of the Golden Black Devilish Silkworm. In this world, other than the Devil Sect, only … uh, only I can get it for you!" Cui Lao smiled faintly.
This was a token of love that the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect gave to Ling Xiao when they fell in love. Of course, Cui Lao was very confident.
"Hehe, thank you, Cui Lao. I'm satisfied, absolutely satisfied …"
"Then, what is this?" Ling Yun pointed to the thread-bound book and asked Cui Lao.
Cui Lao smiled faintly. "This is a secret manual. I don't know if you can use it, but you can take it back and see if it's useful …"
"Oh …" Ling Yun nodded. He wasn't very interested in this secret manual since he didn't lack it.
Finally, Ling Yun's gaze fell on the long wooden box.
Even though he was at Physique Tempering Stage Eight, his divine sense was more condensed, and his Yin-Yang Eye had improved, he still couldn't see what was inside! (To be continued.)
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