CHAPTER 636: 244 THE MOMENTUM IS COMPELLING_3

Wei Zhuhua coughed a few times and lay back down.

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"The young lady is back."

Leng Xingshuang rushed to cover the butler’s mouth, but it was too late.

She stomped her foot angrily.

From the living room came the elder’s stern voice: "A young girl coming home so late every day—does that make any sense?"

"Grandpa." Leng Xingshuang fluttered over like a butterfly, clinging to the elder’s arm and pouting coquettishly.

"I went to rescue a hero in need. Praise me quickly."

The old man looked her up and down: "You?"

Leng Xingshuang nodded proudly: "That’s right, me. You have no idea, Bichen was bullied by the Yu family."

The old man squinted: "The Yu family? Bullying Gu Bichen?"

"Why?"

Leng Xingshuang shook her head: "I don’t know. None of them will tell me, but I’m sure it has something to do with Yu Ruohuan. That woman is downright vicious. She’s definitely interested in Bichen, but Bichen firmly rejects her, so she’s trying to force him."

The girl’s tone was filled with disdain for Yu Ruohuan.

The old man gave a cold snort: "Enough, it’s getting late. Go freshen up and rest."

Leng Xingshuang’s eyes darted: "Grandpa, isn’t there an auction at Tianbao Pavilion tomorrow? Can I take Bichen along to clear his mind? I already promised him, you can’t make me break my word."

The old man replied gruffly: "What business do you kids have at a place like that?"

"I’m already fifteen. I’m not a child anymore."

"Boo hoo hoo, Grandma, Dad, Mom, look—it’s Grandpa bullying me. Grandma, you asked him to take care of me before you left, and this is how he does it. Boo hoo hoo! I’m Grandpa’s only beloved granddaughter...."

The old man froze for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Fine, stop crying. Grandpa agrees, but let me warn you—at tomorrow’s event, behave yourself and don’t cause any trouble."

The girl immediately beamed with joy: "Got it."

She finished speaking and planted a kiss on the old man’s cheek before giggling and running off.

The old man smiled helplessly, his gaze filled with affection.

"Sir...." An assistant stepped in quickly from outside.

The old man cast him a glance and gestured for him to lower his voice.

The assistant stepped closer, lowering his tone: "Reliable sources confirm that the highlight of tomorrow’s auction is the Purple Ganoderma."

The old man suddenly grinned: "Years of waiting, and it’s finally here."

"But, sir, the Wei family has released word of this, and the number of competitors will be countless. Tomorrow will surely be a fierce battle."

"So what? In any case, I must secure this Purple Ganoderma."

The Purple Ganoderma isn’t excessively rare, but this thousand-year-old specimen is unique in the world.

The Leng family’s ancestor, Leng Baiji, dedicated his life to researching the Immortality Elixir. Over years of trial and error, the formula and proportions came close to perfection. Modern pharmaceutical advances accelerated the development of this elixir technology, and breakthroughs were achieved. However, the ancestor’s recipe still lacked one crucial ingredient: the thousand-year-old Purple Ganoderma.

If the Immortality Elixir could truly be developed, imagine the commercial opportunity and profits it would bring, and the Leng family’s name would once again shine brightly.

"Consolidate all available liquid assets. Tomorrow, this is mine."

The assistant complied, then, remembering something, quickly added: "Sir, Young Master Yun has arrived in Jingzhou."

The old man abruptly lifted his head: "Why is he here?"

"Young Master Yun is staying at Beiqi Hotel. Should we...?"

"Don’t concern yourself with him. Tomorrow’s auction is the priority."

As the assistant was about to leave, the old man called him back: "Oh, and check into what happened today with the Yu family. What’s the connection between them and that Gu boy?"

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Beiqi Hotel.

A young man emerged from the steam-filled bathroom, his hair still damp.

Under his robe were long legs, the fine hairs on his calves exuding the virile energy of adolescence and a kind of indescribable allure.

He approached the countertop and poured himself a glass of warm water.

While drinking, his gaze fell on an invitation card tossed aside.

The card was embossed in gold, dazzling in the light.

With slender fingers, the young man picked up the card and held it against the light.

The words "Tianbao Pavilion" shimmered faintly amid the radiant glow.

A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, his peach blossom eyes sparkling like a sky full of stars.

What he wanted had never been a small-time Leng family tucked away in Qingzhou.

In a world this vast, one must venture out to truly experience it.

Old Man Leng, are you ready to face me?

Starlight retreated, darkness took hold. Ambition and desire grew wildly in the unseen depths of the night.