The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

"Damn it!" Yun Zi'ang immediately roared, "Go and hold that person down! Let's see what kind of monsters and demons dare to impersonate me!"

"I'm going to Shanghai right now. Make sure you pin him down!"

Liu Kaile hesitated before replying, "Okay...that person really isn't you?"

"Nonsense!" Yun Zi'ang cursed.

"Okay, okay," Liu Kaile replied and hung up the phone.

Yun Zi'ang muttered a few curses and immediately wanted to buy a plane ticket to Shanghai.

Meanwhile, by Shenlong Lake, Xiao Jin was awakened by the ringtone of her smartwatch.

She sat up groggily, rubbing her eyes. "How did you fall asleep?"

Xiao Jin slowly stood up, patted the dirt off her body, and at that moment, the watch on her wrist started vibrating again.

Xiao Jin raised her wrist and tapped the screen with her little finger. The video call connected instantly, and Yun Mingyue's anxious voice came through:

"Xiao Jin, you finally answered the phone! Where did you go? We were so worried about you!"

"Ah, Xiao Jin is here..." Before Xiao Jin could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a force behind her, and then her feet left the ground.

She stared blankly at the ground receding into the distance, exclaiming in surprise, "Xiao Jin is flying!"

"Yun, Feng, Jin!" Yun Ziqian shouted through gritted teeth, grabbing Xiao Jin's clothes and lifting her up.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Jin turned her head guiltily to look at Yun Ziqian, giving him a sweet smile, "Grand-nephew, you found me."

Yun Ziqian's face was ashen, and he was covered in sweat. He got out of the car and ran quickly along the lakeside. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Jin's figure.

He took a deep breath to calm himself, put Xiao Jin down, and carefully checked her for injuries, while saying to his watch:

"Auntie, I've found Xiaojin, don't worry."

"I'll take her back to the hotel in a bit."

"It's good that she's found her," Yun Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but still worriedly instructed, "Ziqian, don't be too harsh on her. We'll talk about it when she gets back."

Yun Ziqian replied with a forced smile, "I understand."

He hung up the phone and looked at Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin clasped her two little hands together and chuckled, "Xiao Jin is playing hide-and-seek with you guys again."

Yun Ziqian didn't speak, but glanced at the lake behind Xiao Jin. "Is everything resolved?"

"It's solved!" Xiao Jin's face beamed with a bright smile. She patted her chest, "Xiao Jin is the best! She's worth two people!"

Yun Ziqian showed no joy. "Why did you lie to me?"

"Didn't you say you'd do it tomorrow night?"

Xiao Jin sensed the serious atmosphere and stopped joking. She lowered her head and said, "Xiao Jin didn't lie on purpose."

Xiao Jin knows that a child who lies is not a good child.

"But Xiao Jin doesn't lie. You'll get hurt if you come along. Xiao Jin doesn't want you to get hurt."

Xiao Jin watched as Yun Ziqian wiped away the beads of sweat that slid down his face, raising his small hand to do so, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, grand-nephew."

Yun Ziqian grasped Xiao Jin's hand, shook his head, and said with a complicated expression, "I should apologize for letting you face the danger alone."

"But Xiao Jin, do you know what it means for you to be my little aunt?"

Xiao Jin blinked and said seriously, "It means Xiao Jin is the boss, and you all have to listen to Xiao Jin!"

Yun Ziqian chuckled, gently tapping her forehead with his fingertip, his tone becoming more serious: "Silly girl, that's not what I meant."

"It means we are family."

"Family means sharing good things together and facing dangers together. You can't just rush ahead alone and leave us all behind to worry."

"You're afraid we'll get hurt, but we're also scared and anxious when we can't find you." He crouched down to look Xiao Jin in the eye. "Like just now, I searched for you along the lake for almost an hour. With every step I took, I wondered if you would fall into the water or get hurt by something at the bottom. This feeling of being on tenterhooks is no better than if you were to risk your life yourself."

Xiao Jin stared at him blankly, her long eyelashes trembling.

Her master had never taught her that "worry" was such a heavy thing.

She replied, somewhat bewildered, "Xiao Jin seems to understand."

Yun Ziqian gently patted her head, his tone softening, "Now you have us, Aunt Mingyue, Zi'ang, and Tianlin. We are all your family."

"From now on, you're not allowed to sneak away to do anything, okay?"

Xiao Jin looked up at him for a long while, then nodded vigorously, her voice crisp and clear: "Okay! Xiao Jin remembers!"

Yun Ziqian then straightened up and looked at the calm lake behind him.

The lake surface shimmered softly, as if the water was clearer than yesterday.

He hesitated before asking, "So... the stone gate on the west side has been repaired? The formation has been reinforced?"

"No," Xiao Jin shook her head, speaking matter-of-factly, "I didn't re-seal it."

Yun Ziqian was taken aback: "Didn't you replenish it?"

"Hmm!" Xiao Jin walked along the lakeside with her hands behind her back, like a little adult. "The general down there isn't a bad person. He was wronged. A treacherous minister framed him and sealed him at the bottom of the lake for a thousand years. He's so pitiful. I'm releasing him now."

Yun Ziqian's pupils contracted slightly: "Release them?"

"Mmm!" Xiao Jin responded, and told Yun Ziqian in detail about Yu Guangwen's wrongful death while guarding the border, his suicide and the story of Li Gandang carving a monument to guard the tomb and his soul attaching to the black stone.

When Xiao Jin recounted how Li Gandang risked his life to cling tightly to the general's waist and refuse to let go, and how the general, enduring the backlash of the evil energy, finally recognized Li Gandang, she sniffed and her eyes sparkled.

"Those two are so pitiful," Xiao Jin looked up at Yun Ziqian. "For a thousand years, in the desolate mountains and cold rocks, through wind and rain, the big rock has been guarding the stone tablet, waiting for someone to clear the general's name."

After hearing this, Yun Ziqian felt a heavy weight in his heart.

A loyal soul, lost for a thousand years, lies at the bottom of the lake of injustice. Not even a word was left in official history, only a broken stele and a lonely soul remain. It is truly heartbreaking to think about.

"It's quite poignant," he said softly.

"Right, right!" Xiao Jin nodded immediately, her eyes shining like stars. "So I thought, how about we tell everyone about the general? Let everyone know that General Yu Guangwen is a great hero, not a traitor."

Yun Ziqian nodded subconsciously, then realized what he meant and frowned.

"No, it's not that simple." He patiently explained to Xiao Jin, "No one will believe it just because of a stone tablet. To convince everyone, we need to make the ancient tomb at the bottom of the lake public and invite an archaeological team to excavate and verify it. But once construction starts, the entire lakeside resort area will have to shut down for at least six months, and possibly a year or two. The company will lose a lot of money."

This is not a small number.

The resort had an investment of over a billion yuan, and the complete shutdown just after its trial operation put considerable pressure on the Yun family.

After hearing this, Xiao Jin didn't argue or make a fuss. She just looked up at him with her big, dark eyes and asked pitifully, "Can't I?"

Yun Ziqian couldn't bring himself to say the refusal that was on the tip of his tongue.

He paused for two seconds, then sighed helplessly, "I can't make this decision myself; I need to discuss it with my uncle, Mingyi."

"Yay!" Xiao Jin jumped up and clapped her hands, saying, "Then it's up to you, my great-nephew!"

Yun Ziqian: "..."

He suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders had become much heavier.

Once the matter was cleared up, the two of them stopped delaying.

Yun Ziqian held Xiao Jin's little hand and slowly walked towards the parking area.

As Yun Ziqian fastened his seatbelt after getting into the car, he glanced at Xiao Jin out of the corner of his eye and suddenly stopped.

He looked Xiao Jin up and down carefully, his brows furrowing slightly. "Xiao Jin, have you... gained a little weight?"

When I left home this morning, she was thin and small with a pointed face. But after only half a day, her cheeks seem to have gotten rounder, and even her belly is slightly bulging.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jin looked down, touched her stomach, wiggled her short legs, and asked blankly, "Really? Xiao Jin didn't eat much."

She only inhaled a bellyful of malevolent energy; how could malevolent energy make someone gain weight?

Seeing her bewildered expression, Yun Ziqian didn't think much of it and assumed he had misread it.

He started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the hotel.

-

When Yun Ziang saw Yun Mingyue's expression upon returning to the hotel, he knew that Xiao Jin had been found.

He half-reclined, half-sat on the sofa, and said leisurely, "My little aunt is different from those silly little brats; she won't run around."

"She must have gone to take care of important business."

"What do you know?" Yun Mingyue said disdainfully.

Yun Ziang stood up. "Now that the person has been found, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes."

He's still wearing pajamas.

"I'm going to Shanghai in a bit."

"Going to Shanghai?" Yun Mingyue looked at Yun Ziang warily. "Don't cause any trouble."

It wasn't that she didn't trust Yun Ziang, but rather that her nephew had done too many unreliable things.

"I'm such a good girl, how could I possibly cause trouble?" Yun Zi'ang said with a wronged expression. "I'm leaving, Auntie."

He went out the door and walked along the corridor. After a few steps, he suddenly heard a commotion and saw a few people gathered in the distance.

Yun Zi'ang walked over curiously and asked, "What are you doing?"

Bystanders remarked, "This is a real case of catching a mistress in the act."

"Huh?!" Yun Ziang's eyes lit up with gossip.

He peered into the room, listening to the sounds of fighting inside. He couldn't help but take two steps forward, find a good vantage point, and finally saw the scene inside clearly.

Inside the room, a short-haired woman was seen pulling the hair of a scantily clad, long-haired woman with her left hand, while her right hand was gripping the face of a similarly naked man.

The short-haired woman kept cursing, while the two men being beaten kept begging for mercy.

"Wow!" Yun Ziang exclaimed.

But the next second, the long-haired woman suddenly sprang up, broke free from the short-haired woman's grasp, her face flushed red, and grabbed the electric kettle on the table, smashing it at the short-haired woman.

The short-haired woman dodged, and the electric kettle flew straight towards Yun Ziang in the corridor.

The electric kettle hit Yun Ziang squarely on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

Yun Ziang cried out in pain, clutching his forehead, and staggered backward until his back hit the wall, where he suddenly squatted down.

Yun Ziang gasped in pain, feeling a warm, wet sensation between his fingers.

He took his hand down and saw that it was bleeding.

The wound was between the eyebrows, and a pale red aura flowed out along with the blood.

In an instant, countless images flooded into Yun Ziang's mind, causing him excruciating pain.

He clutched his head, his face contorted in pain, then slumped to the side and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.