Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Jiang Zhu was married before; his wife was the daughter of Deputy General Bai Heng, and their relationship was quite passionate.

That year, Jiang Lang had just moved into the Jiang family home.

At that time, Jiang Zhu was riding high and treated Jiang Lang and his sister like servants, unlike now where they at least know how to put on an act.

After the wedding, just when Jiang Er Gongzi was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, his father-in-law was captured in battle and quickly revealed Bai Heng's strategic secrets. As a result, Jiang Zhu was forced to divorce, and the promotion opportunity that was about to be in his hands also vanished. He was completely dejected.

Jiang Lang mentioning his former second sister-in-law at this moment is no different from rubbing salt into a wound.

But it's not a big problem.

Anyway, Jiang Lang has no manners.

Jiang Zhu stared at him, his eyes twitching several times, but he finally suppressed the urge to hit him and said with a forced smile, "It's long over! A few days ago, the General said he would introduce me to a new matchmaker, and he'll come to our house to meet me tomorrow."

Congratulations!

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "This time you'd better get Dad to do a background check for you, otherwise it'll look like our family only marries traitors."

Jiang Zhu: "?"

Jiang Lang waved his hand: "Then I'll go to sleep first. Where's the maid's room?"

"There!"

Jiang Zhu pointed to a door.

Jiang Lang smiled and dragged his suitcase into the house.

Jiang Zhu watched his retreating figure, his eyes twitching repeatedly. At first, he thought that his younger brother had become much more honest after returning from studying abroad. Although he didn't like to talk, at least he wasn't as prickly as before.

But when he opened his mouth, it was as if he had poisoned it.

If he weren't afraid of upsetting the old man, he would definitely teach this younger brother how to talk to his older brother!

……

"Tsk!"

Jiang Lang lay in bed, somewhat disappointed with Jiang Zhu's performance.

It can only be said that the marriage was too damaging, destroying Jiang Zhu's status and arrogance along with it. He still prefers Jiang Zhu's unruly nature.

If Jiang Zhu had made a move just now, he could have played the victim, using the excuse of fear of bullying to leave the Jiang family. He really didn't want to deal with the people in the Jiang family.

pity……

There's no other way; we need the Jiang family's connections.

He closed his eyes, and his past experiences flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Xiao Jiang, from today onwards, the name 'Mo Li' will have nothing to do with you."

"Go find your dad right now and ask him to arrange your studies abroad."

"You don't need to worry about what's happening here. Someone will die in the name of Mo Li."

"You don't need to blame yourself. From the moment I created 'Silent Official,' I knew this day would come. Our deaths were part of the plan."

"You are the work I am most proud of in my life, and the name 'Mo Li' will surely be remembered in history."

"If you really want revenge, then study abroad diligently. All the answers are hidden at Kipu University. Once you're promoted to associate professor, the explanation you're looking for will appear on its own."

Associate Professor……

He rubbed his head, wondering what the associate professor title had to do with revenge, and what that crazy woman's plan was.

But since she said so, I have no choice but to listen to her.

Moreover, for human cultivators, the limit to their cultivation level is always the cutting-edge theory. Without the madwoman's theoretical support, the name "Silent Official" would never have made those people so alarmed.

Universities are at the forefront of theoretical research.

To succeed at Kipu University, family connections are indispensable.

Jiang Tai's first wife, Si Hong, was one of the board members of Qipu University.

Previously, his relationship with this old woman was extremely bad. Although he was willing to help her this time due to pressure from Jiang Tai, there would definitely be friction in the future.

"Ugh, so annoying!"

Jiang Lang leaned against the headboard and listlessly pulled out a coin.

With a flick of the finger, the coin spun and leaped into the air, reaching its highest point before falling.

He didn't catch the coin, but it didn't fall onto the bed.

Just before it fell into the blanket, two vertically aligned holes appeared in the air.

The coin falls into the hole below, then immediately emerges from the hole above, falling even faster.

The cycle repeats, increasing in speed until it reaches equilibrium with air resistance and stops accelerating.

Jiang Lang's lips curled up slightly.

Some scientists have predicted that the Spica constellation, with Alpha Virginis and Zeta Virginis at its core, emits dark matter decay waves that could have the effect of space travel, but no one has ever confirmed this prediction.

Now we have it!

The ability to travel through the Horned Star space is one of the things I've gained from my three years of studying abroad.

The same method was used to save Bai Zhaoli today.

Jiang Lang sighed. He used to think that when the crazy woman praised herself as a genius, he just took it as a pep talk.

And now I realize, hey! I'm actually a fucking genius!

But now the crazy woman is gone. Before she left, she even deleted all the photos of her from my phone and computer.

He was clearly trying to avoid giving himself away, but he insisted on saying he was worried about her being lonely at night and using her photos to do something shameful.

What a narcissistic woman!

So what if you're good-looking?

I lay on my back with my eyes closed, my thoughts wandering.

Today was the first time he had led a living person in a spatial jump, and the energy consumption was much greater than he had imagined.

Before long, I was starting to feel sleepy, but just as I was about to drift off to sleep, my phone suddenly buzzed.

He jolted awake, his sleepiness vanished instantly, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Who is it in the middle of the night?

He grumbled as he pulled out his phone, but the moment he saw the contact name, a smile instantly spread across his face.

[The scapegoat]: Bro, are you asleep?

He quickly replied: Who goes to bed so early? Did you just finish your special training?

[The scapegoat]: I'm home now, and I see your shoes at the door.

Ok?

Jiang Lang's brow twitched, and he quickly slipped on his slippers and ran to the door.

"Squeak..."

The door opened, and a petite girl stood outside, clutching her phone and staring at him expectantly. She instinctively took a step forward, then quickly shrank back, saying, "Brother..."

Hmm... I haven't grown much taller, but I'm not as thin as before.

My body has become much stronger, and my blood and energy have also increased significantly.

Good news!

Jiang Lang couldn't help but chuckle, then deliberately put on a stern face and said, "What? Three years apart, not even a hug? Has the sibling bond faded?"

Upon hearing this...

Jiang Yi's eyes immediately reddened, and she lowered her head, pouting as she said, "Dad said that daughters should avoid their brothers and fathers when they grow up. If she still acts like a wild girl from the countryside, she won't be able to get married in the future..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lang's blood pressure immediately spiked. Jiang Tai was just a peasant, yet he was fussing over aristocratic etiquette when it came to his daughter.

He rubbed his temples, grabbed Jiang Yi's wrist, and dragged her back to the room: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Even well-bred young ladies don't act like this."

"good!"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the door close, her tense state relaxing considerably.

Jiang Lang looked her up and down and said helplessly, "I can tell you've been bullied a lot these past three years."

Jiang Yi quickly waved her hand: "No! Dad values ​​me a lot, and Aunt Hong has been nicer to me too. Although she's strict with me, it's all for my own good. She's never hit me..."

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer.

Jiang Lang understood immediately: "strict" meant verbal abuse. Otherwise, this girl wouldn't be acting like a little quail. It's just that she's used to being submissive and doesn't feel it.

An unnamed anger surged from the depths of his heart.

But he pushed it back again.

He had noticed it earlier: the girl's skin had a faint rosy hue and would occasionally tighten up; this was a side effect of being exposed to dark matter decay waves at high frequencies.

In other words, her cultivation resources were of high quality and plentiful, and she was not mistreated, at least materially.

He is a genius after all, and deserves to be nurtured.

Back then, he only moved out of the Jiang family because he saw that Jiang Tai treated her better and better because of her talent.

Of course, cultivation must have been very difficult for Jiang Yi.

But suffering in body and mind is better than suffering in life.

He sighed inwardly and shook his head: "You must be tired from cultivating, go back and rest!"

"I'm not tired!"

Jiang Yi thought he was angry that she was being bullied again: "I want to stay with you a little longer..."

Jiang Lang smiled and comforted him, "The special training was exhausting. If you don't rest properly, what will you do tomorrow? I'll be living at home from now on, and I'm going to work at Qida University soon. Aren't you going to be a freshman at Qida University soon?"

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed with delight, "You're going to work at Qixi University? Aunt Hong arranged it? Is Aunt Hong really that good to you?"

"Okay, okay!"

Jiang Lang only reported good news and not bad news, and didn't explain much to her.

For nearly two hundred years, warlordism had been rampant, and the situation had been deadlocked for a long time. Members of those well-established families had long occupied key positions in various industries.

Jiang Tai started as a common soldier and worked his way up in customs for decades, his background was pitifully thin.

The Si family is small and has fallen on hard times. Now, apart from her position as a school board member, Si Hong has nothing else to boast about.

If they don't take advantage of Jiang Tai's still relatively high position to help the younger generation rise to prominence, the Jiang family will quickly be reduced to obscurity if something happens to Jiang Tai. And to make matters worse, Jiang Zhu is experiencing marital problems; how could the couple not be anxious?

Speaking of which, I should thank Jiang Zhu's former father-in-law, otherwise I might not have been able to benefit from it.

He glanced at Jiang Yi and noticed the girl's cheerful expression. His tone softened considerably: "Go and get some rest. See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Jiang Yi was in a good mood, knowing that there would be plenty of time to spend together in the future, so she didn't linger any longer, but she still looked back every few steps when she left.

Watching Jiang Yi leave, Jiang Lang's eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

When you have something on your mind, it's not easy to fall asleep. He lay in bed for a long time before he finally drifted off to sleep.

Before I had even had a full night's sleep, I heard a military loudspeaker blaring from inside the room.

I took out my phone and checked the time; it was 5:30 a.m.

What's wrong with him?

Each room had a military-style loudspeaker, and when it blared, it meant that Jiang Tai, the head of the family, had something to announce.

Upon hearing the horn, you must immediately gather in the living room.

This twisted desire for control!

Jiang Lang cursed under his breath and quickly left the house.

In the center of the living room sat a burly man with slightly disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and a broad, cheerful smile.

At this moment, Jiang Zhu also rushed over: "Dad! What happened?"

Jiang Tai did not answer immediately. After all the family members had arrived, he cleared his throat and said, "Yesterday, Song Han was assassinated. After a meeting all night, it was finally decided that I would temporarily assume the position of Director of the Maritime Trade Office!"