Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Before they could even sit down and relax, the butler came running to report, "There's a guest at the door, who wants to visit the young master."

Hua Yu frowned slightly when she heard the news, and was full of doubts: "We just got home, how could someone know that we are back? And he came to visit us directly, who is this person?"

He turned to look at Hei Xia Zi, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Hei Xia Zi felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and couldn't help shuddering. He hurriedly explained: "Da Hua, don't look at me like that! I didn't do anything. I came back with you all the way. I didn't use my phone, nor did I sneak out. You saw everything I did, you have to believe me!"

Xie Yuchen curled his lips, "If not you, who else could it be? You are the lobbyist hired by the third son of the Wu family. If you hadn't tipped him off, how could he have caught up so quickly?"

Hei Xia Zi cried and screamed, hugging Xie Yuchen's arm and crying: "Master Hua, you are so heartless to say this! I have always been by your side, serving you wholeheartedly. You have seen everything I have done! How can you still doubt me?"

Xie Yuchen slapped Hei Xiazi's hand away in disgust, "Take your dirty hands away! If you cry again, I'll raise your rent!"

When Hei Xia Zi heard this, he stopped crying immediately and sat down neatly. There was no trace of crying on his face at all. It seemed that he was just pretending, with only thunder but no rain.

Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling looked at each other, then turned to look at Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, please invite them in!"

When Uncle Fu came back with his people, Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling were already drinking tea with teacups in their hands.

The visitor first greeted respectfully, "Master Hua, Patriarch Zhang, Wu Sansheng is here to pay his respects to you two on behalf of my old lady!"

Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling just drank their tea in silence and did not answer Wu Sansheng. Xie Yuchen, who was sitting beside them, propped up his head, holding Hua Yu's former pet in his hands.

Xie Yuchen looked up and squinted at Wu Sansheng, "Uncle Wu, I have to say that when you were young, you looked very similar to Xie Lianhuan. I wonder if you still look very similar now that you are old?"

Wu Sansheng's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on his back. "There are so many people who look alike in this world. What's more, Lianhuan and I are cousins, so it's understandable that we look alike when we were young. As for when we get old, I don't know. After all, Lianhuan is no longer here, right?"

Xie Yuchen looked at Wu Sansheng in surprise, "Uncle Wu San, who told you that Xie Lianhuan is gone? No one has ever seen him alive or dead. Who can say for sure? After all, Xie Lianhuan inherited all of Grandpa's wisdom and kindness."

"Besides, it wasn't as convenient as it is now. We couldn't even do a DNA test or something like that. Who knows, maybe the news our Xie family heard was fake news!"

"After all, if they found someone with a similar figure and then disfigured his face like this, who would be able to recognize who he was? And none of us in the Xie family had ever seen Xie Lianhuan's body. Later, when we went to Xisha, we didn't hear that the funeral home had ever received a disfigured body."

"So that's why! This uncle and the others have always believed that Xie Lianhuan is still alive, but he just doesn't show up!"

"Uncle Wu, Xie Lianhuan used to be your best friend, and the last time he appeared, he was out with you. Do you know where Xie Lianhuan went? Did he come to see you later?"

Xie Yuchen's series of questions confused Wu Sansheng, but after all, he had lived long enough, otherwise he would not have the final say in the underworld.

Wu Sansheng looked at Xie Yuchen with a sad face and said, "Xiaohua, I know you are sad that your father died, but it was our scientific expedition team that identified his body. We all grew up in the same compound, so how could we not recognize your father's body?"

Xie Yuchen looked at Wu Sansheng's old face with some disgust, "Who told you that Xie Lianhuan was my father? From the time I was born until he was kicked out of the house by my grandfather, has he ever come to see me? Has he ever cared about me? Has he ever given me a birthday present? He did nothing!"

"When I was sick, it was my little dad, Zhang Qiling's father, my grandfather and my master who stayed by my bedside day and night. My little dad also arranged my birthday, my father Zhang Qiling found the gift I wanted for me, my grandfather bought me a birthday present, and my master played with me."

"I was taught academically by Zhang Qiling's father, calligraphy by my little dad, opera by my master, martial arts by Hei Xiazi and my father, and business by my grandfather, Grandpa Qin, and Grandpa Di."

When Xie Yuchen talked about his life from childhood to adulthood, his expression was gentle. When he turned his head to look at Wu Sansheng, he looked disgusted and said, "What has your so-called biological father ever done for me? Don't always use your tricks to control me for my own good! I'm not that kind of fool. You should say this to your nephew Wu Xie!"

Wu Sansheng thought to himself: Xiaohua is too difficult to deal with. This is a very reasonable statement. This series has never happened since I was a child. Now I am asked to play the emotional card. Isn't this just asking for a slap in the face? No wonder he refused to come no matter what. So this is the reason.

Hua Yu waited until Xie Yuchen had finished venting before she spoke, "Xiao Hua, you can't be so rude. Wu Sansheng is your elder after all. How can you be so disrespectful to your elders!"

Hua Yu turned around and looked at Wu Sansheng with a smile, "Wu Sansheng, don't blame Xiaohua. I raised Xiaohua from childhood to adulthood, so it's inevitable that she has a spoiled temper. You are an elder, you shouldn't be too picky with the younger generation!"

Wu Sansheng forced a stiff smile and looked at Hua Yu at the top: "How could it be! Xiaohua is also my nephew, why would I bother with him!"

Hua Yu looked at Wu Sansheng as if she was relieved, "Thank you very much, Wu Sansheng, for being so magnanimous!"

Hua Yu changed the subject and said, "However, it's not a festival now, Wu Sansheng, why are you coming to my Hua Mansion? Is there something important you want to talk to Xiaohua about?"

Wu Sansheng shook his head and waved his hands fiercely, "No, I came here this time to ask Chief Zhang for a small favor! Look, I've brought the gifts and the reward!"

Following behind Wu Sansheng was a muscular man with a scar on his face, who walked forward with difficulty holding a wooden box.

Hua Yu looked at the man who was struggling with every step he took and the veins on his face and arms bulging. She wondered if this man had some kind of histrionic personality. How heavy could a wooden box be that he had to act like this for them to see.

The man placed the wooden box on the eight-immortal table in front of Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling. A dull sound was heard, and the man gasped heavily, "Master Hua, Chief Zhang. This is a peerless sword that our Third Master specially asked Master Hei to find."

Hua Yu watched the man take three breaths every time he said a word, fearing that he would faint if he got something wrong.

"I heard that this precious sword is made of meteorite iron. It is completely black. The handle is also made of the same meteorite iron and is inlaid with gold."

"This is an anonymous bank card. There is 5 million in it. It is the reward from Third Master for inviting Patriarch Zhang."

When Hua Yu heard the description of the knife, there was a hint of chill in her eyes. She snorted in her heart and said to Zhang Qiling with her spiritual sense: This Wu Sansheng is so shameless. He let Hei Xia Zi steal my brother's knife from the Zhang family's ancient building, and then turned around and sent it back to me.

Zhang Qiling stroked the wooden box and comforted Hua Yu in his heart: I guess he wants to test whether I have lost my memory! After all, I went to Xisha with them before, but I was picked up by your people when I got ashore, and they had no way to confirm my situation.

Hua Yu still looked at the wooden box with a bad expression: "You have to investigate someone's background before you can ask them to do something for you. Who does he think he is? Everyone wants to harm him. He should be locked up in a sanatorium to cure his paranoia."

Zhang Qiling opened the box, and inside lay the sword that belonged to him as the head of the Zhang family - the ancient black gold sword.

Hua Yu pretended not to know and leaned over to look, "Master Wu, are you kidding me? This sword is my brother's sword, and I remember that this sword was buried in the ancestral tomb with the previous generation of the clan. What about you?"

Hua Yu looked at Wu Sansheng below.

Wu Sansheng also wiped the sweat off his forehead, glanced at Hei Xia Zi, and complained that he was not doing things in a fair manner and did not explain clearly how the young master recognized the knife.

Wu Sansheng could only bite the bullet and answer: "I'm not sure about this. I heard it from my father. He said that during the Jiumen archaeological excavation, Chief Zhang lost his sword, so I thought of asking Mr. Hei to find it back. This is all a misunderstanding!"

Hua Yu looked at Hei Xia Zi who was watching the show, then turned to look at Wu Sansheng, "Misunderstanding!"

Hua Yu suddenly slapped the table, "Misunderstanding? You're telling me about misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

"You guys really don't know who was used to take the blame after the failure of the Nine Gates event? Or do you guys really don't know the meaning of this knife?"

"Wu Sansheng, don't think you're the only smart person in the world. There are many people smarter than you, and none of them jump up and down like you, making a fool of themselves."

Wu Sansheng stopped the scarred man behind him, smiled and bent over, gritting his teeth, "Young Master Hua, calm down! My grandfather really didn't know about what happened back then, and later when Patriarch Zhang disappeared, my grandfather also secretly investigated, but was discovered and stopped."

"Besides, after that incident, there are many more people watching my family, and we can't pass on information to you like Master Jiu and Master Er."

Hua Yu snorted, and Xie Yuchen immediately understood what Xiaodie meant. He continued, "Uncle Wu, if you are right, then there must be someone watching my grandfather and master. How come my grandfather can look for someone in such a high-profile manner, and my master also asked the entire Hong family to look for someone together?"

"On the contrary, you, a small Wu family, were forced to flee from Sand City, but you are powerless? Are the people of your Wu family so precious?"

"Or, in the minds of your Wu family, you are the center of the world, and everyone else has to revolve around your Wu family. If you Wu family members show up, you will be followed closely?"

"Uncle Wu, you still owe my father an apology!"

The scarred man could no longer hold back and said, "Master Hua, how can you, a junior, speak to Master San like this? Besides, Master Hua, aren't you from the Nine Gates? It's as if your Xie family has never done anything wrong to Patriarch Zhang."

Xie Yuchen had never thought that there was such a straightforward person. He laughed in anger, "Who do you think you are? Do you know where this place is? Even Wu Sansheng's mother doesn't dare to talk to me like this, and you dare to accuse me?"

Hei Xiazi also stopped laughing, twirling a dagger in his hand, "Master Hua, just tell me how you want to punish this person?"