After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 34

An Jiuxi could even direct Lu Huaisang to drive while drawing talismans and chatting with Jin Yize.

After making several turns, the car entered a villa area.

An Jiuxi finally finished drawing enough talismans and stuffed them all into Jin Yize's arms. When she looked up, she found the scenery outside the car window looked somewhat familiar.

"How did we end up here?" This place is actually the villa area where the An family lives.

An Jiuxi frowned as she sensed the location of the tracking talisman and instructed Lu Huaisang to continue driving.

Soon, the car arrived at the An family's door.

An Jiuxi frowned deeply. "Stop the car."

Lu Huaisang stepped on the brakes.

Seeing that her expression was somewhat unpleasant, Jin Yize turned his head to look at the An family's residence outside the window and asked, "Is the blood corpse related to the An family?"

An Jiuxi didn't reply, but pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The Special Administration's car slowly stopped behind them, and Bai Pu and Yuan Xiaofei got out together.

Bai Pu glanced around, his expression somewhat worried.

This villa area is home to many people. If the blood zombie is really here, and a fight breaks out, it could potentially affect the ordinary people in the surrounding area...

At this moment, he deeply regretted that he had left in such a hurry that he hadn't brought the bureau's shielding array with him.

Just as she was hesitating whether to send someone back to get it, she saw An Jiuxi walk up to a carved iron gate.

Yuan Xiaofei didn't have that much on his mind, and followed over to ask, "Is the blood corpse here?"

An Jiuxi glanced at the butterfly that the talisman had conjured on the iron gate and nodded.

He reached out to push the door open.

The door of the An family across the street suddenly opened, and An Yuwei helped an old lady wearing a black embroidered cheongsam out.

An Yuwei was stunned when she saw An Jiuxi standing in front of the villa across the street with a group of men.

Especially when she saw the several men surrounding An Jiuxi, all of whom were handsome and had outstanding temperament, she was so jealous that her eyes almost turned red.

Her eyes darted around, and a gentle smile appeared on An Yuwei's face.

Feigning surprise, she said, "Xixi, why are you back? You didn't even tell me beforehand. Are these the young masters of the Jin family?" Then she turned to the old lady she was supporting and said, "Grandma, this is Xixi. The one sitting in the wheelchair over there is her fiancé, the seventh master of the Jin family. Although the seventh master Jin is disabled, he treats Xixi very well. He gave all the dowry the Jin family gave to Xixi alone."

Her tone was innocent, as if she were simply stating a fact.

However, these facts caused the old lady's face to darken instantly.

She gave An Jiuxi a disdainful look, her sharp eyebrows raised, and she started swearing with vulgar language.

"A good-for-nothing like you dares to pocket the bride price? You've really gone too far! Is this how that old slut Wang Xiuhe taught you all these years?"

The old lady snorted heavily, "Let me tell you, you'd better hand over the bride price obediently, and don't be like your vixen mother, or I'll skin you alive!"

An Jiuxi's gaze slowly swept over the old lady's face.

An Yuwei just called her grandma, so it seems that she is indeed her nominal grandma, Song Chuntao.

The old lady wore an ill-fitting silk cheongsam. It was very ornately designed, but she lacked elegance and it looked out of place on her.

Coupled with the extravagant gold jewelry she wore, she looked even more like a nouveau riche.

An Jiuxi frowned. "There's a saying: 'Disaster comes from the mouth!' Being too sharp-tongued can get you into trouble!"

The reason why An Binghuai sent her to her maternal grandmother's house in the countryside was largely due to the instigation of this old lady.

Even worse, her original spiritual energy might have been extracted by someone hired by this old woman.

An Jiuxi narrowed her eyes.

Perhaps, this old woman knows where her original spiritual energy is hidden.

Song Chuntao never expected that An Jiuxi, that brat, would speak to her so rudely.

She was a notorious shrew in the village, and no one dared to mess with her.