CH 189
The Return of The Lord God
Fang Xuelin backed up in terror, about to hide the jade stone in his arms.
Oh my god, why did Liao Sufan appear here? He saw it? He saw the jade stone glowing just now!
No, it was just the jade stone glowing. It happens from time to time to ancient objects. It wasnât suspicious if it was just glowing.
So why was he so angry?
Seeing him retreat, Liao Sufan took two steps forward and said, âSince it is an ancient object, I wonder if I have the honour to examine it.â
As Wen Xuyao had said, a layer of black qi would be attached to the personâs body if they got in contact with those gambling stones in the gambling market for a long time. The black qi around Fang Xuelinâs body was lush and surprisingly dense.
Fang Xuelin looked at Liao Sufanâs outstretched hand and shouted in his mind: [Jade Soul, what to do?! Jade Soul!]
There was a hollow void and no echo.
Liao Sufan took another step closer, and Fang Xuelin stepped back slightly, and then rested against the wall.
Fang Xuelin looked at Liao Sufan. He was afraid that he would insist until he gave up the jade stone. Instead of jeopardising their relationship, he should show it to him to clear his doubts.
Fang Xuelin swallowed his saliva and finally compromised by placing the jade stone tremblingly in Liao Sufanâs hand, âJust look at it for a while.â
Liao Sufan cupped the jade stone with three fingers and examined it carefully. It was a milky white jade stone with a strange animal shape engraved on it. The shape was very ferocious. Liao Sufan couldnât distinguish anything.
This was the thing that had brought the Wen familyâs downfall to this point!
Under the yin-yang eyes, the jade stone was wrapped in a light golden glow, and within the glow was a dark aura. Such an evil and poisonous thing did not deserve to appear in this world!
The hand holding the jade stone slowly tightened, and the stone began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye before it finally cracked completely.
Fang Xuelin didnât know that the jade stone was broken. He quickly put out his hands to request it back.
Liao Sufan gave Fang Xuelin a look and slowly opened his hand over his.
The powder slowly fell into Fang Xuelinâs hands along with the fragments.
Fang Xuelinâs face turned white, and he looked at the broken jade stone in his hand with a dull gaze, not knowing what to say.
âMr. Fang, I am sorry. My hand was too strong. You bought this jade stone from the antique market, so you must have spent a lot of money on it. I wonât deny that I broke it. Come to the Governorâs residence tomorrow and tell the housekeeper how much the jade stone is worth, and he will pay you compensation. â
Liao Sufan paid no more attention to Fang Xuelin but swept his gaze around the museum. The museum displayed not only porcelain and pottery but also books, calligraphy, paintings, etc. Some of the antiques were still emitting a faint golden light, while others were already dull.
Liao Sufan suddenly heard the sound of sobbing. He followed the sound and came to an ancient painting.
Immediately afterwards, a second, a third, and a fourth sob gradually rang out.
The sobs came from the ancient relics that still had their aura. Their voices were sad as if they were grieving for those ancient relics that had lost their lustre.
Liao Sufan looked around and sighed. Those that had lost their colour would not last much longer, just like those of the Wen family.
After giving Fang Xuelin a fierce glare, Liao Sufan did not want to stay for another moment.
Just as Wen Xuyao had said, the talk of gods and ghosts could not be used as a basis for judging the evidence of guilt. Even if he knew that Fang Xuelin had injured these ancient artefacts, he could not use such a reason to apprehend Fang Xuelin.
But he was the Governor of Fengcheng, there was always a way, and he would make it happen.
Liao Sufan narrowed his eyes as he said to himself, âDo you think youâll be allowed to get away with it?â
Huang Hongyuan stood at the entrance looking confused until Liao Sufan pulled him out. He still didnât understand why Governor Liao was so furious just now.
After the museum, ghosts were floating around, and the little dog rejoined Huang Hongyuanâs side.
When they reached the police station, Huang Hongyuan looked at Liao Sufan and asked suspiciously, âLord Liao, donât you want to discuss the case?â
âI suddenly figured out what I couldnât figure out on our way here, so I wonât talk to you anymore. Itâs late, and Commissioner Huang has been sneezing all night tonight, so I think youâre going to catch a cold. Youâd better go back and rest early.â
Liao Sufan turned his horse and was about to pull up the reins when he suddenly thought of something and turned back to Huang Hongyuan: âI see that Young Master Wen is thin and is recovering from a serious illness, so if Commissioner Huang has caught a cold, it would be best not to visit Young Master Wen too often.â
âWhat Governor Liao says is very true. Iâll take note of it. Governor Liao is attentive. Why didnât I think of it? Hey, it looks like Iâll just have to eat my words. I had promised to make Xian Zhi noodles.â
Liao Sufanâs face was cold. âThere is no need to worry, Chief Huang. Young Master Wenâs injuries are my fault, so I will go and make him noodles! â
Huang Hongyuan had a torn expression on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but after thinking about it, he closed it and secretly spat out, âDo you even know how to make them?â
Liao Sufan saw this subtle expression on Huang Hongyuanâs face, and his face became even colder. With a cold snort, Liao Sufan did not stay any longer but threw up his horsewhip and left handsomely.
Huang Hongyuan watched Liao Sufan leave and sighed slightly. Why was Lord Liao so strange these last two days?
The butler had just gone to bed when he heard that Governor Liao had returned. He rushed over and asked, âMaster, you are back. Do you need a snack? â
âNo. By the way, Uncle Wang, invite the best noodle master in Fengcheng to the mansion tomorrow. â Liao Sufan said as he gave his clothes to him with a harsh breath.
âA noodle master? Does Master want to eat noodles? Which kind of noodles?â
âAsk for a master who knows how to make Yangchun noodles, wonton noodles, saozi noodles, ramen noodlesâ¦in short, all kinds of noodles, and they have to be made well. If no one is proficient in all of them, then invite the best master for each kind of noodle one by one. â
The butler said, âI understand, Master.â
Liao Sufan reminded him one last time, âInvite them tomorrow at dawn. Also, if a man named Fang comes here tomorrow and asks for compensation, you should give him some money from the treasury. â
After the butler agreed, Liao Sufan went back to his room to clean up and go to bed.
â¦â¦..
In the museum, Fang Xuelin fell weak and helpless to the floor, not knowing what to do.
His eyes were red as he looked around the empty museum. He remembered Liao Sufanâs disgusted expression, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
The jade stone had been destroyed, but what about the jade soul?
The jade stone housed the jade soul, and now that the house that nurtured it has been destroyed, hasnât the jade soul alsoâ¦â¦
The thought of the jade soul disappearing and his golden pupil being gone made Fang Xuelin feel a pang of fear.
Without the golden pupil, how would he be able to see gold and distinguish the treasure?
Wouldnât he have to go back to his old, mediocre life?
All that respect, all that flattery, and fervent gazes would no longer be his.
The more he thought about it, the sadder he became and the more he cried out from his heart.
[Crying my ass!] The jade soulâs childish voice suddenly rang out in his mind, silencing Fang Xuelinâs cries.
With his red eyes wide and swollen, Fang Xuelin jumped up and asked: [Jade Soul? Is that you, Jade Soul!]
[Itâs me. Itâs a good thing I ran fast just now.] Jade Soul let out an afterthought sigh.
[What the hell is going on? Why are you still fine with the jade stone being destroyed?]
[The man you are interested in has the Heavenly Yang qi, so demons and monsters dare not go near him. I was in the middle of a meal when he interrupted me as soon as he touched me. I knew it was bad and I hid inside you immediately. So, although the jade stone was broken, I was fine.]
[Hid in my body? Then you â¦â¦ me â¦â¦] Fang Xuelinâs heart was shocked, and he slurred his words.
[Donât worry, donât worry, I am only temporarily hiding inside you. You are still my master. I will not and cannot possess your body. But you need to find a better home for me so that I can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Your weak body cannot allow me to absorb it.]
Fang Xuelin breathed a sigh of relief at the jade soulâs words, [What kind of body can I find for you?]
[A good piece of jade, a jade pendant, a jade bracelet, or an accessory, as long as it is jade.]
[Then I will go to the antique market first thing in the morning to find a body for you.]
[Okay.]
The jade soul had not disappeared, and Fang Xuelinâs heart was recharged. His legs were still trembling from the fear he had just felt, and he was now barely standing, holding onto the wall.
[Iâve just been injured by that manâs Heavenly Yang Qi. I need to absorb aura to repair my soul. Let me continue to absorb the abundant aura in this museum; it is enough for me to recuperate and complete my evolution.]
[No! No!] Fang Xuelin hurriedly interrupted the jade soul, [You canât absorb the aura in the museum. Lord Liao is already suspicious. Wen Xuyao must have said something to Lord Liao that caused him to say something like, âancient objects turning into powder.â There is no evidence for such unsubstantiated statements, even if they are made. I donât think Governor Liao can be sure yet that the Wen familyâs fall is because of me, but once all the antiquities in the museum are destroyed, he will definitely know itâs me.]
The Jade Soul was silent before finally compromising, [In that case, your curatorâs house has some antique paintings and calligraphy. The Wang family in the east also has quite a few. You choose one. Iâm too hungry. Donât you want to be with Liao Sufan forever?]