Corpse Recovery Diver

Of course, in our countryside, houses aren't worth much, and this kind of land... doesn't earn money either.

The eldest clearly knew he was adopted, but still felt his parents were unfair, favoring their biological second son, giving all the money to the second and leaving him with these worthless things.

That night, the eldest first drank alone, then came here seeking justice, bringing a knife with him. When they couldn't reach an agreement, in a fit of anger, he stabbed his parents, brother, sister-in-law, and his brother's two children to death.

Alas, what a sin."

Li Sanjiang took a strong drag on his cigarette and sighed along.

Village Chief: "It still depends on fate. If they're family, they'll enter through the same door. If not, it can become a disaster once they come in."

...

"What a pity for the Yu Family. Everyone here has had several hundred years of friendship with them at the least. Who would have thought the Yu Family would end up like this, harmed by the demon beast they raised at home.

Even considering the clear reputation of those Yu Family Dragon Kings and the relationships of our ancestors, we can't just let this go without doing anything.

If we can lend a hand, we should lend a hand.

As long as the Yu Family isn't completely wiped out, with not a single seedling left, we should band together to help support their gate again."

The white-haired old man expressed his sentiment, trying to ease the "bloody reality" in Liu Yumei's previous words.

Even though everyone is aware that dealing with the Yu Family is about their heritage and legacy, it shouldn't be stated so bluntly.

Jianghu Righteous Path still cares about appearances.

At the same time, these words also set the stage for Liu Yumei's departure.

Next, they should discuss how to "specifically help" the Yu Family. Since some don't plan to participate or share a piece of the pie, they can leave first.

Liu Yumei stood up from the table.

"Everyone, continue talking. I'm tired, so I'll go lie down first."

Everyone silently stood up, maintaining basic courtesy, and watched Liu Yumei leave.

As Liu Yumei descended the stairs, the old noblewoman suddenly spoke:

"We've been talking about the Yu Family's affairs and forgot about Sister Liu's family matters. In the future, when you choose a grandson-in-law, you must be vigilant. If necessary, let us elders better scrutinize nieces and grandnieces.

Outsiders, after all, remain outsiders. It's good if they're raised well, but if they aren't ... they could truly devour the family."

The rest at the round table frowned.

They resented the old noblewoman's unsolicited provocation. Today they were discussing the Yu Family's matters, but she intentionally stirred up things for personal grudges.

Moreover, she brought up the taboo of the Qin and Liu Families.

Though the Qin and Liu Dragon King Court has declined, like a centipede that doesn't die easily, this old lady can still draw a sword. Besides, these two families have other relations supporting them.

No one dares to provoke them openly without absolute confidence.

The people outside the round table, knowing this involves the true secrets between the Dragon King Sects, all turned their backs, and some even faintly faded away.

Liu Yumei stopped her descent, looked back at the noblewoman, and laughed:

"Do you know how the old man in my family used to speak of you?"

The noblewoman's pupils showed panic upon hearing this.

At her age and stature, she should have long been able to keep her emotions in check, but Liu Yumei brought up a long-hidden secret from back then.

"Sister Liu, I misspoke earlier, and I apologize here..."

"The old man in my family said he didn't find you worthy because you, who self-recommended to share his bed, were too cheap."

"Boom!"

The noblewoman's eyes reddened.

The building began to shake, the lanterns inside swaying violently, the tables and chairs scraping, with a faint sense of impending collapse.

Liu Yumei smiled slightly; she wasn't lying.

The old man used to be the Young Master of the Qin Family, and many girls in Jianghu fancied him.

But ironically, that old man insisted on clinging to her, impossible to drive away no matter how hard she tried.

Liu Yumei descended the stairs, reached the door, and picked up her oiled paper umbrella.

Heh,

Are you worried about my grandson-in-law?

Just wait,

the day isn't far away.

My grandson-in-law,

will come to you for inspection.

"Crash!"

The umbrella opened.

Liu Yumei looked up at the underside of the umbrella.

Under the gaze of everyone around the round table upstairs, Liu Yumei walked out.

The platform of reality.

Liu Yumei stood up, holding the umbrella over the young man's head:

"Though the rain has lessened, it's still falling, so don't get wet."

The post shattered into wooden chips, and three incense sticks extinguished.

Li Zhiyuan picked up the token from the ground, wiped it on his clothes, and handed it back to Liu Yumei.

"You keep it; even though you don't like to use it either."

The token had a "Liu" character inscribed on it.

Li Zhiyuan put the token into his pocket and said, "It needs to be a pair."

Liu Yumei: "Fine, I'll give you another one with a 'Qin' character when we return. You really know how to balance things."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Liu Yumei reached out and rubbed her wrist.

Li Zhiyuan reached out and took the umbrella; the young man had to raise his arm to cover both of them with it.

Liu Yumei looked up again at the underside of the umbrella, but this time, she was looking at herself.

"Grandma, we should go home."

"Those people at the table on the roof, did you see them?"

"Yes, I remembered them."

"Forget them; it was me overthinking."

"I can't forget; you know, I have a good memory, unforgettable at first sight."

Liu Yumei reached out and took the umbrella back:

"You're still young, and Grandma isn't so old that she can't move; she can still hold the umbrella for a while longer."

"Were they the ones who set up against Uncle Qin back then?"

"Didn't your Uncle Qin tell you?"

"I asked before; at the time, Uncle Qin said it wasn't yet time to tell me."

"Now, it still doesn't seem the time."

"Then I'll take it as it is."

"Yes, you can."

Li Zhiyuan knew that targeting Uncle Qin was just part of the whole.

During the years of decline for the Qin and Liu Families, these people and the powers behind them frequently schemed, calculated, and suppressed them in secret. If not for the old lady's protection, the legacy of the Qin and Liu Families might have long vanished.

The ancestral home of the two families, the remaining people, including Alii, would also have been submerged and swallowed in the turbulent Jianghu.

The old lady must have been deeply repressed to intentionally open the curtain in the meeting, allowing him to see their faces.

Very much in line with the old lady's personality.

Miss Liu, the eldest, obviously couldn't bear grievances, but these years she's forcibly endured so much.

This is her lodging a complaint, making a case for the future helmsman of the Qin and Liu Dragon King Court.

As they walked, the sun came out, and in the distance, a newly appeared rainbow could be vaguely seen.

Li Zhiyuan stopped and looked up.

"Grandma, the rain has completely stopped."

"Yes."

"They will disappear too."