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Sure enough, Afu, who was standing behind Madam Zhou, suddenly raised his eyelids.

He opened his mouth, but seeing that Madam Zhou had not given any instructions, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

It seems that Madam Zhou herself did not intend to continue this topic.

"Oh, let's talk about this later."

As if finally remembering that today was a banquet, she waved her hand and said, "Sorry to keep you all waiting! Let's begin!"

The somewhat messy banquet hall has returned to its original rhythm.

Madam Zhou warmly invited Jun Yao to sit beside her.

During the meal, the two kept whispering to each other, which attracted frequent glances from the other members of the Zhou family.

But all they can do is watch.

Because they can't hear the content at all.

Zhou Wei'an pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Why should she be credited? Just because Master Liang helped her thwart those demons' schemes, she gets the credit?"

Zhou Wei'an grew increasingly annoyed. "I think Master Liang had already predicted that Grandma would fall seriously ill! It's just that Qiao Junyao somehow found out about this first. She bribed Master Liang and then used today's opportunity to create a fuss and steal the spotlight!"

Everyone agreed that Zhou Wei'an's analysis made sense.

But he still kept his head down and ate.

Even if that's really the case, what can we do?

The opportunity has already been seized by someone else; whatever they want to do, they can only wait for the next opportunity.

Zhou Wei'an's cousin kindly reminded her, "Wei'an, things have already come to this, so please don't go wandering around in front of your sister-in-law... otherwise, you might have to be punished along with that woman who's still kneeling on the ground."

Zhou Wei'an turned her head and glanced at Sun Meizhi, who was still kneeling, and finally shut her mouth.

By this time, Madam Zhou and Jun Yao had almost finished their conversation.

She just recalled in detail that she had met an old friend she hadn't seen for many years in a small seaside town abroad just two days ago.

According to Mrs. Zhou's description, the man's appearance did not seem to have changed much from more than ten years ago.

Her personality remains as cheerful and talkative as ever.

Her appetite seems to have decreased.

"Ah Yao, if what you're saying is true, does that mean he has some kind of disease that he infected me with?"

Madam Zhou was taken aback. She gently placed her hand on her chest and said softly, "Then I'll go to the hospital for a full medical check-up as soon as the banquet is over..."

"You don't need to go, because the illness hasn't fully entered your body yet."

Jun Yao, playing along with Old Madam Zhou, lowered her voice and said gently, "I remember Master Liang has a magical artifact that can absorb this illness energy. But I don't know its exact name. Let's ask him about it after we finish eating."

On the surface, Madam Zhou appeared calm and composed, but inside she was filled with anxiety and couldn't eat a meal.

Nobody likes to be sick.

No one would knowingly face imminent disaster and still be greedy for a meal or two.

Even someone like Madam Zhou, who had experienced countless ups and downs in the first half of her life, could not escape the common human tendency to talk about life and death.

Jun Yao, however, seemed oblivious to the fact that she was serving Old Madam Zhou a bowl of soup.

Zhou Yichuan chimed in, "Grandma, if you don't have an appetite for the other dishes, a sip of soup will do you good too."

When Madam Zhou looked at Zhou Yichuan, her eyes already held a hint of pleading.

"Xiao Chuan, Grandma might really have to trouble you this time... If Grandma really gets sick, I'll leave all the company's affairs to you. You can handle it all by yourself, right?"

A rare hint of warmth appeared in Zhou Yichuan's usually cold eyes.

He grasped Madam Zhou's hand in return and said patiently, word by word, "Grandma, with Master Liang here and A Yao assisting you, you will definitely be alright."

He smiled slightly and quietly pointed to himself.

"Look at me."

"We've tried many things to improve my health, but none of them have been very effective."

"Things only started to turn around after Ayao appeared."

"So even if you don't believe me, you should believe that Ayao is a blessed person who can bring prosperity to the Zhou family."

Madam Zhou nodded as if waking from a dream, and murmured, "Yes... Master Liang's master clearly said a hundred years ago that the orphan of the Qiao family would bring prosperity to our Zhou family..."

"At that time, your father and I had not fully grasped the true meaning of those words, and we did not understand why the Qiao family would have an orphan girl..."

"Looking back now, it really was all destined from the beginning."

"There is a destiny at play... Ah Yao is the great lucky star of our Zhou family."

Jun Yao lowered his head and drank his soup, forcing a smile as if to agree with them.

But deep down, she couldn't agree with their views.

The underworld has a Book of Life and Death, which records the twists and turns, joys and sorrows of everyone's life.

But it was only after this person came into existence that the Book of Life and Death began to record his life.

It's not like writing a script, where you pre-define a person's entire life and then let them experience it firsthand.

Certain key moments in life can be influenced by fate.

But ultimately, the kind of life you live is entirely determined by your own choices and actions.

However, these are also classified as confidential work information.

Junyao had no reason or need to say more to them.

After the banquet, Madam Zhou met with Liang Jingu privately on the second floor of the banquet hall.

She brought up a magical artifact that could absorb illness energy, leaving Liang Jingu completely bewildered.

What kind of ritual implement?

How come he himself didn't know he had such a powerful thing?

Jun Yao yawned lazily and said, "It's that cloth bag that can absorb a lot of negative energy, isn't it? Didn't you use it to put a fox demon in before?"

Liang Jingu, an honest and simple man, was about to say that the bag had no such ability.

But after being given a cold glance by Jun Yao, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Despite his inner turmoil, he kept his mouth shut and obediently took out the cloth bag that still carried Xiao Jiu's scent.

"Madam, what you're talking about... must be this?" Liang Jingu's heart pounded.

Jun Yao pointed to the cloth bag and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, that's what you were talking about last time." She raised an eyebrow and asked Liang Jingu with feigned seriousness, "Was Master Liang lying to me last time? Could it be that this cloth bag can't contain Grandma's illness?"

Liang Jingu stood there, stunned and speechless.

Can someone give him a hint so he knows what to do now?

He suddenly had the illusion that he had stumbled into a filming location without a script.

Everyone else has lines, but he has to improvise...

He wouldn't know how to do that!

Liang Jingu's silence was met with a sigh from Old Madam Zhou.

"Xiao Liang, it's alright. If this trouble is really too much for me, you can just say so..."

"No, Grandma, Master Liang is just trying to raise the price." Jun Yao said with a grin. "Master Liang, just name your price. No matter how troublesome it is, or how much it will cost, just tell us. We have to spend the money! We must cure Grandma!"