126: Gift-giving

Ling Xian's parents arrived shortly after, clearly in a hurry, apologizing repeatedly.

"Sorry, Dad, we were delayed by something," Ling Tianshi said with an apologetic smile.

"Heh, delayed by something? You even delayed your own son's birthday. What kind of father are you?" Old Master Ling seemed very dissatisfied, but there was also a hint of intentional nitpicking.

Tang Qiaolan looked helpless, having long guessed that these two would definitely have an argument when they met.

"Dad! Today is my son's birthday, I don't want to say much!" Ling Tianshi emphasized the word "Dad" heavily, and his tone was somewhat stiff.

"Your gift!" Ling Tianshi took out a contract and handed it to Ling Xian.

This contract was none other than the share transfer agreement for the Ling Group.

Originally, Ling Xian was only the acting chairman, but now that all the shares were transferred, Ling Xian was the true chairman and the master of the Ling Corporation.

This gift was worth more than a hundred billion!

Then, Ling Wubai simply took out a firearm license and a box.

"This... is for your own use. Remember not to abuse it, otherwise, don't blame your Second Uncle for being heartless."

Ling Xian gave a sheepish smile as he took the firearm license and the handgun from the box.

Second Uncle Ling Wubai clearly didn't know Ling Xian's strength and cultivation level; otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have prepared this gift.

After all, at the fourth or fifth rank, one would no longer fear ordinary firearms.

However, it was a kind gesture nonetheless.

"Thank you, Second Uncle!"

Then Ling Wuhei walked forward leaning on a cane, a smile appearing on his face.

Ling Wuhei had bronze-colored skin and a physique as burly as an ox, with a look of fortitude between his eyebrows.

However, the cane striking the ground indicated that some accident Ling Xian didn't know about had clearly occurred.

"Brother Ling Xian, I had a little accident recently and didn't have time to prepare a big gift. This... Golden Spear Ever-Erect Pill is for you." Ling Wuhei leaned in intentionally, his voice very low, fearing others might hear and try to snatch it.

"As for the rest, you know, doubling the time shouldn't be a problem." Ling Wuhei looked honest and simple on the surface, but he was actually incredibly perverted inside, to the point of being able to get his hands on this kind of medicine.

Of course, with Ling Xian's strength, he naturally didn't need it, but he still had to show his gratitude.

"Thank you, Brother Wuhei, but I probably won't need it."

"It's fine, what if you need it one day?" Ling Wuhei patted Ling Xian's shoulder and laughed.

Ling Wenjie, wrapped in bandages, walked over somewhat cautiously.

"Last time was my fault. Here's your gift, a membership card for the Di Xing Club. You can't get this even with money; I only have this one in my possession." Ling Wenjie smiled, seemingly showing off.

"Thank you." Ling Xian smiled and took it.

Ling Wenbin spoke directly: "I don't have any good things to give as gifts. These things should be useful to your Ling Corporation."

Ling Xian took the document bag and opened it. His brow furrowed slightly in surprise; inside were dense lists of incriminating evidence against the companies that had recently moved against the Ling Corporation, some of which could directly bring those companies down.

"Thank you, Uncle!" This thanks came from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of thing was indeed hard to obtain if one wasn't in that kind of position.

Even with the Ling Family's secret guards and the Dark Crow in his hands, it wouldn't be easy.

Even for someone like his Uncle who stood in a high position, it probably took quite some effort.

After all, it was incriminating evidence that could dig up someone's ancestral grave.

Then, a young girl's crisp voice rang out: "Brother Ling Xian, I haven't been in the Ling Family these past few years and didn't know what to send. I heard from Dad that you've started practicing martial arts, so I'll give you a precious saber."

The girl didn't look very old, about 1.6 meters tall, with fair and tender skin, but her brow was full of heroic spirit.

This was Uncle Ling Wenbin's daughter and Ling Wenjie's younger sister, Ling Wenyue!

Ling Wenyue had excellent martial arts talent and had been specially cultivated by people within the Dragon Group since childhood, joining the Dragon Group at a young age.

Compared to her brother Ling Wenjie, they were like heaven and earth.

And her relationship with Ling Xian was the best among the Ling Family's younger generation.

Therefore, while the other younger generation members didn't come to Ling Xian's birthday, she did.

A long wooden box opened, and a long saber lay quietly inside.

Ling Xian stroked the dragon patterns on the scabbard, clicking his tongue in admiration.

Drawing the long saber from its sheath, Ling Xian lightly ran his finger across the blade.

"Hey, be careful!" Ling Wenyue cried out in alarm, wanting to stop him, but it was already too late.

Swish!

The long saber actually cut a bloody gash on Ling Xian's finger.

He was a Grandmaster; how could this saber be so sharp?

However, Ling Xian didn't care about the small wound; instead, he was a bit excited.

"Good saber! Good saber!" Ling Xian laughed and praised.

"Sister Wenyue, what is your current cultivation? How did you get such a good saber?" Ling Xian was also somewhat puzzled.

Although he knew Ling Wenyue was doing well in the Dragon Group, he wasn't clear on the specifics.

"I'm a Grandmaster, and I exchanged many Dragon Group missions for this long saber!"

Ling Wenyue was proud and smug, as if saying, "How's that? Your sister's got your back."

"There's currently only one such long saber in the entire Dragon Group. This saber is made from a special metal from an extraterrestrial meteorite plus a special alloy, and it's currently just a prototype."

"Unfortunately, the Dragon Group's research on this saber wasn't enough, so they had to suspend the research, leaving only this semi-finished long saber."

"This long saber has a flaw: it cannot be infused with true qi or internal energy. No matter how much true qi or internal energy is injected, it will be sucked dry.

Therefore, experts beyond the Grandmaster level find it unsuitable, while those below the Grandmaster level lack enough contribution points to exchange for it."

Ling Xian nodded; no wonder Ling Wenyue was able to exchange for it.

But that wasn't an issue. Since it could wound him just by its sharpness, this saber was most suitable for the basic attack style!

The more Ling Xian looked at it, the more he liked it. Among all the gifts, this one was the most practical and to his liking.

"Since it was sent by Sister Wenyue, taking the 'Yue' character, and it's currently autumn, it shall be called the autumn moon blade!" Ling Xian thought to himself.

Who says villains can't pick up bargains? Isn't this exactly that?

Of course, Ling Xian knew even better that he was only able to get this saber because he had benefited from Ling Wenyue's luck.

Only Old Master Ling himself was left. Just as he was taking out his gift, the sound of hurried footsteps came.

"Grandpa Ling, I'm here!" The people arriving were Deng Yunwei and Jiang Yifeng.

"Yunwei?" Old Master Ling's mind seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes were complicated.

"Sorry, Grandpa Ling, I forgot to tell you in advance. I heard it was a birthday, so I came to crash the meal." Deng Yunwei smiled, not feeling anything was amiss at all.

Old Master Ling's expression was awkward. He was somewhat displeased that his grandson's birthday celebration was interrupted by outsiders, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Grandpa, you..." Before Ling Xian could finish, Old Master Ling understood what he meant.

"My relationship with Old Man Deng is just average, but I still have to give him some face."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Grandpa Ling? The Deng Family and the Ling Family have a very good relationship." Deng Yunwei didn't notice the strange atmosphere and continued talking to herself.

She completely failed to notice that the entire atmosphere of the Ling Family had changed.

Even Ling Wenjie's hand gripping his wine glass tightened.

He could bully the Ling Family members himself, but he absolutely would not allow anyone else to bully them.

Even if it was just ruining Ling Xian's birthday banquet.

During this time, Jiang Yifeng wanted to remind Deng Yunwei, but the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down.

"Since that's the case, Cailan, go and have someone prepare two more chairs." Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, smiling brightly.