48: I'm already old, what's there to see?

"It's not over, this isn't over!"

"That little beast dared to humiliate me, this isn't over!!!"

Patrol Envoy Wang Lingling was dragged out of the Jiangcheng Night Watch Division by Li Yan, her hand covering her burning cheek, shouting with a face full of venom.

Li Yan supported her, his eyes flickering erratically.

He glanced at Patrol Envoy Wang Lingling's swollen cheek and immediately felt that what that kid said was quite reasonable.

But he still had to keep up appearances.

"Patrol Envoy Wang, calm down. That little beast is indeed arrogant, but with what happened to Xie Jinyu, if it reaches the central authority, it won't do us any good either."

Patrol Envoy Wang Lingling abruptly flung away Li Yan's hand, her voice sharp.

She had clearly lost her composure.

Since becoming a Patrol Envoy, wherever she, Patrol Envoy Wang Lingling, went to a Night Watch Division branch, she was always awe-inspiring.

The little puppy she had just managed to train was killed, and she, who considered herself a little fairy, was called a fat pig.

"Lu Ming, is it? Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!! Little beast, just you wait for me!"

Watching her exasperated back, Li Yan sneered disdainfully.

Afterward, he walked to the edge of the Jiangyin River, took out his phone, and made a call.

Once the call connected, his expression became very serious.

"Tell Old Yu that the woman Zhao Qingge has not yet passed her heavenly tribulation, so she's nothing to fear. However..."

"Shi Hu is dead, and the Water-Repelling Pearl has fallen into the Night Watch Division's hands, so the backup plan should continue. Also, be careful of a Night Watcher named Lu Ming."

After saying a few simple sentences, he quickly hung up the phone.

Looking at the surging river water, Li Yan's eyes became extremely fervent.

He knew that once they obtained that item, they, these Reincarnators, might have a chance to glimpse a corner of immortality!

..."Do they even deserve to be called Reincarnators? They're just a bunch of cowardly old turtles."

In Zhao Qingge's office, after listening to Lu Ming's report, a hint of cold mockery flashed in her eyes.

Judging by her expression, it was clear that the Great Xia officials had long known about the existence of Reincarnators.

"Since you've encountered them, there's no harm in telling you some things. Actually, there are a few prodigies within the Night Watch Division who are also Reincarnators, but unlike those evil outsiders who seize bodies, these few individuals all underwent Body Dissolution and reincarnated before their lifespan ended, gradually rising to prominence after recovering their memories."

Suddenly, her gaze fell on Lu Ming, her enchanting red lips curved, and her captivating peach blossom eyes stared directly at him: "It's you, though, who is so outstanding that it makes me wonder if you're also some old monster reincarnated."

Lu Ming was stunned.

"Just kidding." Zhao Qingge suddenly chuckled, her nails, painted with crimson polish, poked Lu Ming's skin: "So firm! This physical body must have reached the Fourth Realm, right? My Lier is truly blessed."

Lu Ming felt the coolness of her fingertips and his mouth twitched.

This woman was truly determined to be his angel investor.

But then again, it had indeed been several days since he last saw his twin wives, and he missed them quite a bit.

Cultivation is a matter of daily persistence.

He had indeed been a bit lax recently.

So, he immediately took his leave: "Director Zhao, that's the gist of what happened. If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Wait a moment." Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingge immediately stood up.

She leaned closer, her fair, slender fingers, painted with red polish, adjusted his collar: "What's the rush? Are you so unwilling to stay with me, your little aunt?"

When she looked up, the flirtatiousness in her peach blossom eyes faded significantly, replaced by a genuine concern:

"That woman Patrol Envoy Wang Lingling has no magnanimity. She has a younger brother who is a minor centurion in the Demon Suppression Army, so you must be extra careful when you're out and about."

A rich scent of pine wood instantly wafted over, and Lu Ming struggled to shift his gaze from Zhao Qingge's collar.

How did that saying go?

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

His little aunt by marriage was truly powerful.

Lu Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a deep voice: "Thank you for the reminder, little aunt. I will be careful."

Zhao Qingge looked at his slightly stiff demeanor, a mischievous smile playing in her eyes: "That's a good boy."

She turned back to her desk, took out a car key: "Go back. Your two little wives must be waiting anxiously."

Lu Ming took the key, thanked her, and quickly left the office.

After Lu Ming left, the enchanting smile on Zhao Qingge's face gradually faded. She took out an ancient bronze mirror.

On the dull yellow bronze mirror, several numbers clearly appeared—[Nineteen].

After getting the answer she wanted, her lips curved again like blooming peach blossoms: "Not an old monster!"

This was a secret treasure issued by the Night Watch Division. If he were a Reincarnator, his soul age would certainly not be nineteen.

She slowly sat down in her chair, her peach blossom eyes, which had been mischievous just moments ago, now showed a hint of an almost imperceptible blush.

Her ten jade toes, hidden in black high heels and encased in transparent stockings, curled up shyly.

"Even if he's not an old monster, he's a mischievous little rascal..."

Zhao Qingge looked down at her open collar, her lips unconsciously curving slightly upwards: "Auntie is already old, there's nothing good to see."

...In the courtyard of the Zhao family's villa, osmanthus flowers were in full bloom.

Xu Lulu was nestled in a hanging chair, hugging a small white cat, her pure yet charming face filled with dejection: "Sister, when will our husband come back? It's been seven days already."

Xu Youyou was kneeling by the flowerbed, watering some newly planted orchids. When she turned around, a tender yellow osmanthus petal was still clinging to her hair.

"Let's wait a bit longer... Jiangcheng hasn't been peaceful recently, haven't you seen how busy Sister Li is?"

Xu Lulu buried her face in the soft fur of the white cat, her voice muffled: "I know, I just can't help but miss him. Don't you miss him, sister? I see you've painted your nails over and over again..."

Xu Youyou's hand, holding the watering can, suddenly paused. A faint blush spread across her cheeks, but she deliberately put on a stern face and glared at Xu Lulu: "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Xu Lulu leaned half her body out of the hanging chair, swinging her fair feet, a sly smile on her face, "No wonder husband always likes to... Mmm mmm mmm..."

Xu Youyou quickly clapped her hand over Xu Lulu's mouth, her ears completely red.

"What are you two doing?"

As Lu Ming entered, he saw Chang... no, Xu Youyou suppressing Xu Lulu.

As soon as his voice fell, the commotion in the courtyard abruptly stopped.

Xu Youyou's hand was still covering Xu Lulu's mouth, frozen in place as she turned her head, the osmanthus petals on her hair rustling down.

She looked at the figure at the doorway, her eyes first widening, then becoming misty.

Xu Lulu, like a startled rabbit, suddenly broke free from Xu Youyou's palm, even knocking the white cat in her arms to the ground.

She jumped barefoot from the hanging chair, her skirt sweeping across the fallen osmanthus flowers, and rushed towards Lu Ming: "Husband!"