CHAPTER 423: CHAPTER 422: THIS MONEY WAS WELL SPENT!

With a thought, Yun Ran had the Little Paperman appear at the ward with unprecedented speed that no present-day instruments could capture.

Just as the two children were about to be strangled into unconsciousness by those large hands again, the Little Paperman’s tiny round hand delivered a mighty slap.

The shabby old man and Luo Rusheng from the video still wore expressions of utter heartache and terror on their faces, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Before they had a chance to call for help, they saw a palm-sized figure resembling a miniature figurine easily resolving the situation before them.

The two children, whose eyes had already rolled back from being choked, frantically began coughing once the seemingly hidden large black hand was dispelled.

The Little Paperman glanced around, then opened its mouth and blew vigorously.

The shabby old man, who thought he had seen much in the world, now stared wide-eyed at the scene before him.

He couldn’t be sure if it was an illusion, but after the Little Paperman puffed around, he suddenly felt the ward’s temperature had significantly increased.

Earlier, the ward was chilly, and he assumed it was due to his old age. Now it was clear there was something untoward in the ward.

Watching the Little Paperman busy itself, he might not know what it was doing, but figured it must be the work of Master Yun.

Now, both the shabby old man and Luo Rusheng from the video were completely convinced, understandably feeling the money spent was worth it!

The Little Paperman dispelled the remaining traces of Death Energy from the room, then floated in front of the two children.

Tilting its head to examine their faces, it reached for the talisman paper around their necks, now reduced to ashes, and removed them.

Next, it used its coin-sized round hand to slap each child on the forehead.

The children, who initially appeared dazed, had their eyes gradually focus, yet suddenly closed them again, their bodies slackening as they lay back on the bed.

The shabby old man had been cautiously standing by, wary of making any sound that might disturb the Little Paperman.

But suddenly concerned upon witnessing this, his worry grew.

Speaking somewhat out of line, he had never married, and these two children were like his own grandchildren to him.

Just as he was about to ask, the Little Paperman spoke: "They were frightened, and their coma wasn’t solely due to the car accident.

Although they’ve awakened now, their Divine Soul is unstable; it’s best they rest to stabilize it, they will naturally recover with time!"

Everything experienced recently felt life-questioning.

And now, a palm-sized Little Paperman speaks?

Even though the shabby old man wasn’t entirely petrified, his heart raced considerably, clearly shocked.

Meanwhile, Luo Rusheng in the video was as limp as noodles, grateful the sofa was near, preventing him from collapsing to the ground.

The Little Paperman was no longer as overly cautious and scared of being noticed as before.

Having handled the situation, the Little Paperman suddenly vanished again.

The Luo Family’s crisis was temporarily resolved; Yun Ran’s brows relaxed, and she continued eating.

The Little Paperman returned; others couldn’t perceive it, but Ginsengfruit could.

He swallowed the final piece of lobster meat, curiously glancing at Yun Ran: "Host, aren’t you intrigued by who’s behind all this?

I thought you might send the Little Paperman to investigate, capture, and fiercely deal with them!"

"Even if captured, they’re likely insignificant small fries. Do you think the person behind this would foolishly expose themselves?"

Initially, Yun Ran hadn’t considered much.

But as the Little Paperman dispersed the Death Energy, she suddenly recalled an earlier encounter.

An evil cultivator had planned against her, intending to exploit her biological mother’s blood for malicious deeds.

However, when she thwarted their scheme, the repercussions were borne by the person’s disciple, who was their stand-in.

Being in this world for so long, Yun Ran felt she’d been rather fortunate, gaining some understanding of covert evil cultivation tactics.

Yet this method of nurturing a stand-in to absorb all backlash and curses truly irked her.

Previously, an individual repeatedly sabotaged businesses and targeted her mother, Qu Ying, allowing her a chance to deal with them.

If those hidden behind don’t reveal themselves, Yun Ran finds it exceedingly difficult to trace them through causality.

"Is the Host concerned those behind are like nesting dolls, even if found, they’re not the source?"

Yun Ran nodded: "Yes, there’s no need to waste time; just wait. After all, the anxious ones aren’t us."

As long as the Luo Family is fine, she’ll stay put, observing from nearby.

If the adversary can’t maintain patience, she’ll uncover all related parties through causality.

Ginsengfruit glanced at Yun Ran, mourning for a mere three seconds.

If they lose patience, they can expect to be dealt with. If they perpetually hold on, under Yun Ran’s scrutiny, they’ll forever remain as cowards.

Tsk tsk tsk, those people meeting his Host are indeed unfortunate.

Having eaten to satisfaction, as Yun Ran returned to her room, the room service-delivered meal was still neatly placed.

Yun Jinyang, unquestionably a vigorous President, took less than a day to resolve every project linked to the Wang Family within his network.

Yet his face lacked any trace of exhaustion or reluctance, nor did he seem begrudged to clean up the mess.

As if this was just an ordinary uneventful day of work for him.

Even though she felt herself as indomitable iron-willed, Yun Ran found herself inferior, acknowledging Yun Jinyang’s deserved position as the Yun Family heir.

Now she understood why many capitalists online believe their workers lack effort; normal folks indeed can’t keep up with such workaholics.

Seeing Yun Ran return, Yun Jinyang lifted his head for a glance before turning back, continuing with emails.

While reading, he asked Yun Ran questions, showcasing multitasking flawlessly.

"The assistant of Wang Family’s ninth son called me, extended an olive branch. What do you think, what’s their chance of winning?"

If it isn’t significant, he’ll thoroughly abandon relations with the Wang Family henceforth.