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It turned out that he was a sister complex!
"Xiang, it's so late, and you still want to cultivate. Do you know that?" Xuexin reminded him.
Earlier, Chen Anlin had mentioned giving her medicine, and she didn't want her brother to misunderstand anything.
"Sister, can we talk for a moment?" Xiang leaned in and whispered.
"Hmm?"
Xuexin was taken aback, but seeing it was her own brother, she nodded.
The two stepped outside, and Xuexin frowned. "Xiang, what are you doing sneaking around? Also, your gaze towards Young Master Chen just now was rather disrespectful. You should learn from Jianming; look at him chatting with Young Master Chen so well while you looked like a corpse!"
When Xuexin scolded her brother, she showed no mercy.
Xiang frowned. "Sister, who do you think I am? How could I be like that Jianming? He's just a sycophant who won Dad's favor by flattering him."
"Don't say that. Among the younger generation, besides me, Jianming is the strongest."
"Alright, alright, I get it," Xiang pouted, clearly not taking Xuexin's words to heart.
"So why did you pull me over?"
"Sister, why did you call Chen Anlin here?"
"Our villa is in trouble. Do you know that? Right now, he's the only one who can help." Xuexin explained.
"He?? What can he do? Our villa will still run into big trouble!" Xiang shook his head helplessly as he recalled events from his past life.
Having been reborn, he noticed that some of the events he was experiencing now were slightly different from his previous life. For instance, Chen Anlin hadn't appeared back then.
He speculated that perhaps his presence had caused some changes in the unfolding events. However, one thing he felt would not change was that Wan Jian Villa was about to face significant trouble.
Fortunately, he had already thought of a plan: to escape in advance.
In the entire villa, only his parents and sister remained; he still had feelings for them. So if danger truly arose, he planned to take his parents and sister away. As for everyone else—well, who cared?
"Xiang, how can you be so ignorant? Lord Chen represents imperial authority!" Xuexin reminded him.
"Hahaha," Xiang unexpectedly laughed. "Sister, you think too highly of this so-called imperial authority. In my view, it won't be long before it ceases to exist."
Xuexin's face changed dramatically as she scolded, "Brother, have you lost your mind? How could you say such treasonous words? If someone hears you, our entire family could be exterminated!"
Xiang wanted to scoff. "Sister, if you don’t say anything and I don’t say anything, who would know?"
"There are ears everywhere, brother. You're not a child anymore; sometimes your thoughts are so naive."
"Alright, sister, I'm grown up now. Please don't talk to me like that. Anyway, I don't think Chen Anlin is a good person. Especially the way he looks at you. Sister, you need to be careful; he might have ulterior motives."
Xuexin's face flushed slightly as she thought helplessly, Brother, how could I not know his intentions? I've already been ensnared by them.
Once or a hundred times, it makes no difference.
"Brother, stop talking. Right now, our villa is in crisis, and we can only ask Lord Chen for help. Do you understand?"
"Sister, I have a plan." Xiang suddenly smiled.
"What plan do you have?"
"Just watch me. I will save you and our parents! As for everyone else—hmph!"
"Brother, you—"
"Enough, sister! That guy Chen Anlin is coming."
Chen Anlin approached, and Xuexin led him to the courtyard where he would stay.
Unexpectedly, Xiang followed closely behind.
Knowing that Xuexin had stepped out, Xiang let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, with his protection, his sister wouldn’t suffer any losses.
Little did he know that just after parting ways with Xuexin, she had secretly taken a turn and headed towards Chen Anlin's residence.
Xiang quickly returned to his own place. As soon as he entered the room, he locked the door tightly.
"Senior."
He took out a small white jade bottle.
Xiang thought that Chen Anlin seemed a bit strange and decided to keep his distance from him in the future.
After all, he was the soul of a first-grade Grandmaster. Just now, he instinctively felt that Chen Anlin gave off an extremely dangerous vibe.
It felt as if a more powerful soul had probed him briefly.
At that moment, it frightened him so much that he shrank back into the jade bottle and dared not move.
"What could be so strange about him?" Ku Xiang shook his head, dismissing the thought.
He took out a furnace and said, "Senior, we shouldn't delay. Please refine that potion you mentioned that can quickly enhance my strength."
"What about the herbs?"
"Here they are." Ku Xiang produced a slightly withered herb. "Senior, the Red Spirit Grass is too precious. I couldn't find any that is thirty years old; I only managed to get one that is ten years old."
"That's worthless."
"Senior, you're so powerful; can't you make do with it?"
"Ku Xiang, how many times have I told you? You can't be careless with this. You're too lazy. If you keep this up, you won't get far."
"Alright, alright, I get it. You're so naggy," Ku Xiang muttered, pondering where to find the Red Spirit Grass.
Now that he no longer held the position of Young Master, obtaining such a precious herb was even more impossible. It seemed he could only ask his sister for help.
"Alright, Ku Xiang, now I will teach you how to cultivate."
"Thank you, Senior." Ku Xiang felt a surge of joy in his heart.
With the help of his senior over the past few days, his true cultivation had already reached a new level.
The next morning, Ku Xiang opened the door, intending to find his sister. However, upon arriving at her residence, he frowned; she was not inside.
"Where could she be this early in the morning?"
Just as he was wondering, a man and a woman approached him.
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