After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

Shen Xianyue shrank back and dared not speak.

Shen Chuan looked aggrieved: "What on earth do you want to do? Shen Simian, let me tell you, it was Grandfather's intention to target the Luo family! You are disobeying Grandfather by standing with Luo Xu and the others!"

Shen Mian was unusually surprised this time.

"The Shen family and the Luo family are both one of the four great families, and they are in opposition to each other. Moreover, the Luo family has always looked down on our Shen family. You are trying to get close to them, which is simply tarnishing the reputation of our Shen family!"

Shen Mian sneered: "You relied on the magic beast to attack, and you still have the nerve to say that I tarnished the reputation of the Shen family? Given my grandfather's personality, I guess he allowed you to make trouble for the people of the Luo family if you were capable, but he didn't let you be shameless and use dirty tricks to kill them. You still have the nerve to mention my grandfather to me?"

Shen Chuan's face turned pale and he was speechless.

"I'm not here today to talk to you about these irrelevant things." Shen Mian raised his eyes slightly, walked closer, and looked down at Shen Chuan condescendingly.

"I always feel that your hostility towards me when you first met me was no less than Shen Xianyue's. Why is that? Why did you react so strongly when you saw that I could practice?"

Seeing Shen Chuan's pupils shrink sharply, Shen Mian knew that he was right and chuckled: "Let me calculate, seven years ago you were thirteen years old, you should remember a lot of things, so, big brother, what was I like seven years ago? I'm afraid I wasn't the waste you said I was, right?"

"I... I don't know what you are talking about..."

"If I ask my grandfather, he will not hide it from me. I just suddenly remembered this matter and asked you nearby. Please don't let me down." Shen Mian's smile widened a little, but it made Shen Chuan feel scared, so he had to pretend to be calm and speak.

"You were just brought back by my grandfather seven years ago... and you're already at the peak of spiritual master." He gritted his teeth, jealousy flashing in his eyes.

At the age of thirteen, he had already reached the sixth level of spiritual master and was a well-known genius in Qingyang City. His grandfather and father regarded him as their pride. But when Shen Simian came, everything changed!

She was only eight years old, but she had already reached the peak of spiritual master. Her grandfather doted on her to no end, and even her father would question her with a ferocious look on his face when no one was around.

"Why can't you beat her!"

"Why can't you compare to Shen Zheng's daughter!"

He was so scared that he dared not speak. He went to find the eight-year-old Shen Simian and scolded her to provoke her. He called her a bastard, said she was not a child of the Shen family, and said she'd better die immediately.

He still remembered that the eight-year-old Shen Simian was dressed in brocade and silk, and her young face was calm after settling down. She stood straight and just watched him quietly while he scolded her, making him feel like a madman.

He was furious and attacked her with fire despite his grandfather's instructions, but he was knocked away before he could even see her movements.

He still remembers that it was a snowy day. Little Shen Simian had a lot of snow on her shoulders. Her sleeves fluttered, her hair moved slightly, and her eyes were calm. His attack seemed like a child's play to him. He fell to the ground like a stray dog, looking up at her. She spoke softly, her voice childish but exceptionally calm.

"Is this the Shen family's tradition?"

He couldn't remember how his grandfather taught him a lesson, how his father scolded him for being useless, or how his sister cried to him. He only remembered those calm eyes, which quietly made him feel endless panic.

Since then, his state of mind has been damaged, his cultivation has not improved for a long time, and there are even signs of regression.

It was not until Shen Simian lost his cultivation and mind that he began to practice again...

Shen Mian didn't understand his complicated mental journey, and thought: "An eight-year-old spiritual master at the peak of his powers? That's pretty impressive. What happened next? How did I get poisoned?"

Shen Chuan's heart suddenly rose to his throat: "You...what did you say, I don't understand..."

"These things can be found out if we investigate. I came here to ask you because I trust you, big brother. I would be very disappointed if I knew that you were hiding something from me." Shen Mian grinned, his smile was brilliant, but in Shen Chuan's eyes he looked like a ghost.

He swallowed, "You lost your memory and mind within a month of entering our home, but you still had your cultivation. Then, a few more months later, you were poisoned and became useless... a person of Baishu."

Shen Mian didn't expect this result and frowned slightly.

First lose your mind, then lose your cultivation?

I always feel something is weird...

"What else? After I lost my cultivation, what changes have taken place in the mansion?"

"Yes, there was someone, who seemed to be Third Uncle's men. Knowing that you were poisoned and lost your cultivation, he ran to the mansion and made a scene."

"what kind of person?"

what kind of person?

Shen Chuan was only there to take a look that day before he was hurriedly taken away. But that one look made him remember it to this day. If he had to describe it, it would only be...

"He was dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, descending from the sky, like a god."

After hearing this description, Shen Mian's face became even more confused. What kind of people did his cheap father know?

"Do you know who poisoned me?"

Being stared at like this by Shen Mian, Shen Chuan got goosebumps and almost jumped up: "I really don't know! I don't know anything! It wasn't me!"

Shen Mian curled his lips: "Come on, I know you don't have that ability."

Shen Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Shen Mian change the subject: "But I don't know whether your parents have that ability."

His face turned pale and he didn't dare to look at her.

Shen Mian felt bored and left in a hurry with a lot on her mind. When she walked out of the door, she saw Yan Liang leaning against the wall in boredom. He smiled when he saw her come out: "Are you done chatting?"

"Well, let's go first." Shen Mian nodded absentmindedly, walked forward with his head down, but happened to bump into Yan Liang's back.

Yan Liang said jokingly, "Mianmian, what's wrong with you? You look like you've lost your soul."

Shen Mian rubbed his head: "Thinking about something. Yan Liang, have you heard of my father?"

"Mr. Shen, of course. A young genius disappeared for no reason. Everyone in Qingyang City knows about it. What's wrong? Do you want to find your father's whereabouts?"

Shen Mian nodded: "I always feel that this matter is not that simple. How did I come to the Shen family, how did I get poisoned, who were those people who followed my father, how did my father disappear, and who is my mother."

She suddenly remembered that they had also been looking for someone at the Shen family, so she asked: "Weren't you looking for someone at the Shen family before? Seven years ago, I was only eight years old. Did you ever think that I was the person you were looking for?"