Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

"Han Yan...I promise..."

Faced with Zhang Qiling's compromise, Zhang Hanyan did not feel at all strange. His becoming the last patriarch of the Zhang family was an established plot direction that could not be changed.

She can indeed accept tasks from the system to change the direction of some plots, but this time the task is to let her stabilize the plot line and make Zhang Qiling the patriarch.

Only when he becomes the patriarch and completes the main plot line, everything that is supposed to appear later will slowly emerge.

Even though she knew everything and understood everything, when she saw Zhang Qiling nod, she still felt an unspeakable discomfort in her heart.

Zhang Hanyan saw the bitterness hidden in Zhang Qiling's eyes. The confusion in her eyes gradually faded away, and full of determination emerged.

"Brother, don't worry, no matter what choice you make, I will always be with you."

Her promise brought a little smile to Zhang Qiling's eyes, and that little smile completely concealed the sadness in his eyes.

"it is good."

From now on, we will be together, forever.

Zhang Qiling turned to look at the elders who had been waiting patiently and said in a cold voice.

"We promise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the anxious hearts of the elders resumed beating normally and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, just agree to it, just agree to it. We don’t want to fight with that little girl.

Qingsong curled up a smile on his face, staggered to his feet, picked up the backpack thrown in the corner, and took out the bronze bell inside.

“Since you have agreed, you can now take this bronze bell to the rooms of the previous clan leaders and check the contents.

When you come out, the names of the new clan leader and the new saint will spread to every corner of the Zhang family and everyone's ears."

"What about my master? You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Zhang Hanyan picked up the long sword thrown on the ground, rubbed the blood-stained tip of the sword on the white snow, and wiped the dark red bloodstains.

Zhang Qiling was also silently staring at Qingsong who was standing upright, waiting for his answer.

"Of course not!" Qingsong smiled calmly, "Zhang Yecheng hasn't finished what he should do in Guangxi. When things in Guangxi are finished, he will come back with the others."

"What are they doing in Guangxi?" Zhang Qiling asked softly.

"It's related to the Zhang family's ancient building. Okay, you can go in with the bronze bell. When you come out, you will be the real ruler of the Zhang family."

Zhang Hanyan walked closer, took the bronze bell from Qingsong's hand and held it casually in his hand.

"Second Elder, after we go in, you can't touch Xi Liu and Zhang Mo's hair, otherwise, when I come out, I will kill you!"

She knew that as long as the elders wanted to know something, they would be able to find out without any effort.

The fact that Xi Liu and Zhang Mo had joined forces to help Zhang Qiling would not be hidden from them for too long.

Instead of asking them to find out the truth and deal with Xi Liu and Zhang Mo, it would be better to point it out directly on the spot and threaten them openly to ensure the safety of Xi Liu and Zhang Mo.

The other elders were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their heads when they saw Zhang Hanyan's undisguised threat.

My goodness, I’m glad I didn’t mess with this little girl. She is so brave and capable, and even so arrogant in her words!

He even dared to threaten the Second Elder openly. He was truly a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger.

However...it seemed that the Second Elder was no match for her. She beat the Second Elder as if it was just for fun.

The elders all had different thoughts and remained silent, not daring to speak easily at this critical juncture.

Qingsong had been with Zhang Hanyan for many years, so he naturally understood her temper. However, facing her direct threats that left him no room for shame, he still felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He lowered his head and frowned, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and spoke as calmly as possible.

"Okay, I promise you, I won't touch a hair on them."

I won't touch their hair, I will use a knife to cut off their flesh bit by bit!

Zhang Hanyan naturally didn't believe Qingsong, a man who obviously didn't keep his word. He couldn't influence their hair, but he could influence their flesh.

She turned and walked to Xiliu, took out a silver whistle and handed it to him.

"Here, blow this whistle if anything happens. I will definitely hear you. As long as I hear your whistle, I will come to rescue you."

Xiliu smiled gratefully, her frowning brows relaxed, and her gentleness was fully revealed.

"Thank you. I will keep it safe and will not lose it. I will also keep a close eye on Zhang Mo and will not let him leave my side even a step."

"Okay, take care of yourself!"

Zhang Hanyan smiled and pulled up the fluttering corner of Zhang Qiling's clothes, "Brother, let's go, let's finish watching and come out early."

Zhang Qiling calmly shifted his gaze away from the whistle in Xiliu's hand and reached out to take the bronze bell from her hand.

"Okay, let's go."

He walked straight forward, bypassing Qingsong who was standing in the middle with a grim look on his face, and walked towards the courtyard where the patriarch lived behind the Elders' House with Zhang Hanyan.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling stood in front of a huge vermilion gate, on top of which were golden round door nails.

The door had not been opened for a long time, and the protruding door nails were covered with a layer of dust.

"Brother, the place where the clan leader lives is different. The gate looks particularly majestic and imposing."

"Yes, but since the previous clan leader died in the internal strife of the Zhang family in the ancient city of Sizhou, this courtyard has never been opened again."

"Can't the old men from the Elders' Council come in? No one cleans here on weekdays. Look at the door nails, they're all covered in dust."

As Zhang Hanyan spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch the door nail, and her clean fingers became dirty in an instant.

Zhang Qiling took out the gauze he carried with him from his pocket, pulled her hand over, and wiped the dust off her fingers.

Gauze? Why does the guy have gauze in his pocket?

"Except for the clan leader, no one can get close to this courtyard. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed!"

Zhang Qiling's voice was extremely cold, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, filled with biting coldness.

"Okay then..." Zhang Hanyan shrugged nonchalantly, "Then let's go in! I'm curious, what's in here?"

Zhang Qiling nodded, and together with Zhang Hanyan, they reached out and pushed open the door.

The moment the door opened, bronze bells rang out all of a sudden.

Zhang Qiling was just about to take out the cotton stuffed in the bronze bell in his hand and use it to suppress the small bronze bell that was constantly vibrating and making noises.

Just as he was about to move, Zhang Hanyan stopped him with her hand. In front of his puzzled gaze, she spread out her palm, revealing the high-quality earplugs she bought in the system mall.

Zhang Qiling: ………