From that day on, the Xie family underwent a major reshuffle. In less than a year, the Xie family returned to its impregnable state, even better than when Master Xie Jiu was alive.

"Brother, I did it!" Xie Yuhua said happily to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao looked at the little guy, whose eyes were bright and full of expectation, his face practically screaming: "Praise me!"

Ling Xiao touched the little guy's face. This past year had been incredibly busy for him. The chubby little face he had painstakingly raised had now become thin and oval. The Xie family was a mess. During the day, the little guy had to face those old wolves who wanted to take a piece of the Xie family, and at night he had to stay up late to review the accounts. Even though Ling Xiao helped him day and night, the dark circles under the little guy's eyes never disappeared. How could he not lose weight over time?

Ling Xiao smiled indulgently at Jieyuhua and wrote on the paper: Xiaohua is great!

He smiled happily after receiving the praise, but then he remembered something and said with some regret, "I wish I could see my brother. I don't even know what he looks like..." He wanted to be praised by his brother in person, and he wanted to see his brother.

Ling Xiao thought for a moment and then wrote narcissistically on the paper: You'll be able to see me when you grow up! I'm super handsome!

After writing "Ling Xiao," he even shook his little head.

"Really?" The little one's eyes sparkled as she said, "Then when I grow up and see my brother, will you marry me? I want to be your wife, not Wuxie's wife!" After saying that, Xiao Jieyuhua pouted, looking a little disgusted.

After hearing his words, Ling Xiao frowned and wrote: Xiao Hua is a boy, not a girl, so she doesn't need to be someone else's wife.

Little Jasmine groaned softly, then turned and went to sleep.

Seeing that Xiao Hua was managing the Xie family better and better, Ling Xiao's situation was getting worse and worse. In fact, this situation had been going on for more than a year. He had a splitting headache every day, and it felt like his soul was being torn apart. Ling Xiao had never taken it seriously, but these past few days had been particularly painful, and his body was becoming more and more transparent.

Earlier today, he found he could barely hold the pen anymore...

'It seems it's time to say goodbye to the little guy.' Ling Xiao looked at the sleeping little guy on the bed, wrote a note, and placed it at the bottom of the ledger as a final farewell.

Ling Xiao left. He didn't want to tell the little guy in advance, and he didn't want to see the little guy crying with snot and tears streaming down his face. He would have to wipe the little guy's nose, and he felt disgusted by that job.

He sat down on the familiar rooftop again, gazing at the moon, waiting for the pain to subside. He had thought the pain of his bloodline development was already intense, but now the pain of his soul being torn apart was even worse. The problem was, he couldn't even scream. Perhaps it would just dissipate like this... he thought, closing his eyes.

"Lingzi! Lingzi!" Wuxie called out, patting Lingxiao's face.

Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a blurry, large face. Ling Xiao punched it.

"Waaah, Ling Xiao! You bastard! You actually hit me!" Wu Xie was shaking Ling Xiao's head when Liang Shiye stopped him, saying that Ling Xiao's head was still bleeding and it was best not to shake him like that. So Wu Xie started patting Ling Xiao's face instead, but as luck would have it, the guy punched him as soon as he stood up...

Seeing Wu Xie's left cheek gradually reappear, Ling Xiao said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wu Xie, I didn't mean to... I thought it was a bad person..."

Ling Xiao felt a headache coming on. He looked around, still not quite conscious, and said, "Wasn't I dead? How come I'm still in this tomb?"

"You're lucky! You won't die! You just fainted! Ouch... It was Master Liang who saved you! You really went all out! My teeth are loose!" Wu Xie complained while covering his face. How could this kid be so strong!

Ling Xiao thanked Liang Shiye, who waved his hand and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts..." Ling Xiao replied, then turned to Wu Xie and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"About half an hour!" Wu Xie replied after thinking for a moment.

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