CHAPTER 632: CHAPTER 632: ELDER SISTER LIKE MOTHER OR ELDER BROTHER LIKE FATHER??

Yu Rongling snatched the two talismans from Old Taoist Zhang’s hand and stuffed them all into his mouth... and swallowed them!!

He swallowed them, oh my!!

Zhang Zidao stared blankly at his empty hands, "Does your Snake Tribe... have a fondness for eating paper? Impressive, nowhere else in the world is there someone... brazen enough to eat the talisman paper of an old Taoist priest."

Yu Longting twisted the knife, "The Snake Tribe doesn’t, but my dumbass brother does."

"Burp~" After Yu Rongling swallowed the talisman paper, he let out a burp tinged with black smoke.

His eyes rolled back white, and he seemed a bit worse for wear.

I hurriedly poured water for Yu Rongling, "If you don’t want to verify kinship, then don’t do it. Why go as far as to eat the talisman paper? The old... the elder’s talisman paper contains Sharp Gold Aura."

In fact, I was thinking of changing my address to ’master.’

Grandfather had already agreed, and Zhang Zidao had done quite a lot for me.

But would my first ’Master’ in such a hasty moment be disrespectful?

As for Yu Er wanting to use the Kin-seeking Clothes, it’s mostly because he wants to take advantage of the Kin-seeking Clothes’ bug and play deaf to deny the identity of a young girl.

The Kin-seeking Clothes can only be effective when the person thinking and searching possesses a kinship bond.

If one thinks about anything else, it will bug, displaying nothing.

"Ow~ my stomach hurts so bad, sister-in-law." Yu Rongling drank the water, which slightly calmed the rampaging Sharp Gold Aura.

Clutching his stomach, he complained to me about the pain, "It hurts to death, I need a rub."

He needs a rub??

I’m his sister-in-law; rubbing his stomach like I’m pampering a child, what sort of propriety is this?

Without a word, Yu Longting pressed his deficient brother into the chair and started rubbing Yu Rongling’s stomach, "Quite demanding, aren’t we? Hmm? You even dare ask my wife to rub your stomach..."

"Bro, I’m already like this, you’re not going to discipline me too, are you?" Yu Rongling, terrified by his brother’s devilishly charming expression, couldn’t live it down and his teeth chattered with fear.

There was a "ding" of metal hitting the ground.

I glanced back and saw the young girl calmly unsheathed her sword.

She was pale as gold paper, and the blood flowing from her wound streaked across her snowy complexion, the two colors creating a stark contrast that assaulted the eyes.

The young girl was slightly unsteady on her feet, yet she didn’t utter a cry of pain.

With composure, she took out a handkerchief to clean her forehead and her remaining hand, then pulled out a wrapped oilcloth bundle from her backpack.

A drop of blood stained the wrap, and she immediately tore open a pack of wet wipes to clean it off.

Then, she placed the oilcloth bundle on the table, "I’ve brought the clothes, Su Wan. Check them, and if there’s no issue, then I’ll be going."

"Wait, your head is covered in blood, where are you going?" I furrowed my brows.

The girl pressed her lips together as cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

The sweat mixed with the salt in her wound added to her pain, "I... will go to the hospital on my own."

"I’ll take the clothes, no need to check them. But you can’t leave, you leave when I say you can," I said, grabbing the girl’s icy wrist and turning to Yu Longting, clearing my throat, "Yu Longting, about that matter... aren’t you going to tell Rongling yet?"

"A sister-in-law is like a mother; if you don’t tell him, how do I have the right to speak?" Yu Longting’s lips curved in a light manner, seemingly unaffected in spirits.

No matter that his biological brother just bawled his eyes out in a miserable plight, he also didn’t seem too concerned about having another half-sibling born of a different father.

Yu Rongling was incredibly dense and quickly forgot that he had cried, widening his eyes with a heavy nasal tone, "Tell me what? What have you been hiding from me?"

"Pfft, I should ’play the father,’ well, Yu Er having such a hard time accepting it is half your fault, not telling him sooner," I glared at Yu Longting to protest his blame-shifting.