Chapter 466 Changing into a Godfather! (1)

“Perhaps. From a previous life, perhaps not, relies on whom you might be speaking about,” Yuanshi’s reply was intentionally obscure, leaving Zhang Wei to interpret its that means.

The shortage of a simple reply irritated him, his eyes twitching in annoyance.

The thriller surrounding his dream, and now Yuanshi’s cryptic remarks, deepened the sense of unease that had settled over him.

Persevering with to smoke, Zhang Wei’s ideas drifted again to the disturbing scene from his dream. “Is not it ironic, how what I noticed, was the identical as how every little thing began? Killing the son, huh? By the way in which, do you have got any thought about that girl…” His voice trailed off, forsaking a refined smile.

….

Yuanshi’s cryptic phrases, “It certainly began the identical means, however not the way in which you might be assuming it to be, additionally it has nothing to do with me. Simply do not die, and look forward to me to return for you,” solely served to deepen the thriller round Zhang Wei.

“Come for me?” His voice echoed, the idea of willingly submitting to an entity like Yuanshi removed from his comprehension.

“After all, once I want a slave, or do you wish to submit now, that might work with me,” Yuanshi prodded, seemingly amused by the notion.

Zhang Wei might solely shake his head, puzzled by Yuanshi’s fixation on enslaving him.

At its stage of energy, the place even celestial beings have been thought-about insignificant, why the insistence on him, particularly?

The concept of submission, particularly to an entity as highly effective and probably manipulative as Yuanshi, appeared ridiculous to Zhang Wei — But, it additionally signified, he had one thing which it wants, and as alongside as Zhang Wei, would not hand it over, he’s secure!

Regardless of the day’s unsettling occasions, Zhang Wei felt he had gleaned some essential insights.

The system that had been part of his life was maybe not only a mere anomaly however one thing intertwined along with his very soul, probably a hyperlink to a previous life he had but to completely perceive.

The notion that his present life as Zhang Wei could possibly be entangled with the existence of a Heavenly Emperor from one other time was each fascinating and daunting.

Nevertheless, the prospect of diving into these recollections, of probably uncovering truths about himself that would change every little thing, didn’t attraction to him.

He most well-liked to navigate life as Zhang Wei, not as some celestial ruler whose previous deeds and burdens have been now shadows stretching into his current.

But, within the midst of his assumptions and dedication to retain his autonomy, Zhang Wei maybe underestimated the complexity of his ideas.

His assumptions, whereas comforting, could be far faraway from the precise fact—a fact that was much more totally different than he might have have imagined!

A twist that none of them, might have anticipated!

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Within the dimly lit streets of South Qingyun, underneath the quilt of night time:

“Phew…”

“Guess the identify ‘Heavenly Emperor’ is not half dangerous,” Zhang Wei mused, his ideas conflicted as he strolled leisurely, taking within the sights of the unfamiliar streets. Since shifting to the North district, he had seldom ventured to this a part of city.

His consideration was caught by the glowing signal of the Little Louts Orphanage, adorned with twinkling lights, which left him barely perplexed, prompting a reminder from the system:

[Lin Ruoxi has renovated this property and injected additional funds into it.]

Zhang Wei’s forehead furrowed. “She did this?”

Zhang Wei’s frown deepened, his distaste rising within the cool night time air.

Upon reaching a modest, double-storey home nestled inside a easy neighborhood, Ye Feng paused on the entrance.

“Sister Li! Would you continue to not open the door?” Ye Feng’s shout broke the silence, abrupt and laden with desperation.

Immediately, the neighborhood plunged into darkness as lights flicked off, one after the other—a collective sigh from the neighborhood, weary of this all-too-familiar spectacle.

Whoosh!

The kitchen window of the home creaked open, and a girl with a mature attract leaned out, her face bathed within the mushy glow from inside.

Her hair was coiled into a chic bun, casting a silhouette that made Ye Feng’s coronary heart race. ‘To be trampled by her is a privilege,’ he mused silently, at the same time as Li Liying’s frown damaged by his daydream.

“I informed you, Xiao Feng, to not come right here till you’ve got given up consuming!” Her voice was sharp, a distinction to the mild glow of her face.

With that, the window slammed shut with a definitive bam.

Bam!

The window’s closure echoed Ye Feng’s sinking coronary heart. He sighed, a gesture of utter defeat, and turned away, heading in the direction of a home throughout the road.

However calling it a home appeared beneficiant; it was extra a damaged shack, its sorry state making even Zhang Wei’s eyes twitch in disdain.

Zhang Wei contemplated, his confusion evident. “Would not Ye Feng earn sufficient from his mercenary work? Why does he reside so frugally?” But, he could not deny the lady’s attract; her magnificence was plain.

On any strange day, Zhang Wei would have merely walked away, dismissing the scene as none of his concern.

However at the moment was totally different.

A spark of mischief ignited inside him, a need to interrupt the monotony and maybe, to stir the nonetheless waters of his personal temper.

He cleared his throat subtly and started to remodel his look. Stepping to the aspect, he deftly slipped right into a pair of conventional Tang go well with adorned with majestic dragon imprints, its material whispering tales of historic the Aristocracy and valor.

With a swift movement, he referred to as Lin Ruoxi, requesting the dispatch of a Rolls Royce to his present location.

By the point the Rolls Royce glided to a cease, Zhang Wei had already reinvented himself, now the image of magnificence and class. He instructed the motive force to attend with the automotive, a silent sentinel within the night time, and approached the door of the modest double-storey home.

Knock… Knock…

The door creaked open, and Li Liying peered out, her suspicion evident within the slender gaze she solid upon the stranger earlier than her.

“You might be…?” She requested, suspicious and barely stunned, by his look.

Zhang Wei, with a confidence borne of standing and wealth, supplied her a smile that was each disarming and polished.

“Good night, Woman. This one right here could be Zhang Wei, Chairman of Tianyi Leisure,” he launched himself, extending a card embossed with the glossy brand of his company.

The cardboard felt heavy and metallic, imbued with the burden of his popularity.

!?

Li Liying’s eyes flickered with a touch of doubt as she accepted the cardboard, her gaze darting from the person earlier than her to the luxurious Rolls Royce parked exterior—a silent proof to the reality of his claims.