Strongest Guard

Around two in the morning, most of the people in the Eastern Hemisphere had already fallen asleep. On the other side of the street, however, there was a long line of cars lined up with brightly lit lanterns.    

There were at least two people standing in front of each car. There were four more.    

These people were either smoking in silence, or looking up towards the distant entrance of the Manor. However, no one spoke, and all of them had grave expressions on their faces.    

They really wanted to go to the Manor, but they were not qualified.    

However, even if the person at the very end of the line went to the Earth City, he would need to personally receive them. However, right now, he didn't have the qualifications to go to the Villa.    

In fact, the old man who had been dying since yesterday afternoon was one of the few remaining elders of a certain era in China.    

A few years ago, Old Lady Lin, who dared not to offend him when she was walking rampantly in Beijing, had to lift her tail and act like a good girl in front of him.    

The old man's surname was Shen.    

Someone quickly walked out.    

All the smokers in front of the car hurriedly put out their cigarettes and stopped. They looked at him anxiously, hoping to know what was going on inside.    

The person who came was an old man in his sixties. He was gentle, wore glasses, had a gloomy face, and looked very calm. However, there was a sorrowful anxiety in the corners of his eyes.    

Like those who did not see the people waiting, the old man stood on his tiptoes and looked down the mountain.    

Subconsciously, everyone looked down at the highway as well. Only then did they notice two streaks of white light quickly moving towards them.    

"It's finally here."    

Only then did the old man let out a long sigh of relief. He turned around and was about to leave when he noticed that the person standing in front of the car beside him looked familiar.    

"Brother Zi Tang."    

The man with a head full of hair stepped forward and held out his right hand as they stared at each other.    

"Shen Lin, sorry to keep you waiting."    

The old man quickly reached out his hand to hold the man, and said in an even lower voice, "Let me tell everyone, please go back." If the old man knew you were here, he wouldn't be happy. "    

Shen Lin had been waiting here for the greater part of the night. Of course, he wouldn't just leave like this. He boldly asked, "Elder Song … …"    

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the old man slowly shook his head.    

Although Shen Lin was already mentally prepared, his face still changed drastically. His mouth moved, but he did not say anything.    

"Elder Song has bitterly endured until now just to wait for her."    

The old man let go of Shen Lin's hand, patted him on the shoulder, and quickly walked into the Manor.    

"She? Who is she? What qualifications do you have to make Elder Shen wait for her? "    

Shen Lin looked at the approaching car and muttered these words. Only then did he realize that it was surrounded by people.    

The people who were bitterly waiting here all wanted to know more about Elder Song's current situation. It wasn't easy for them to get back from Brother Tang, so they just spoke a few words with Shen Lin before leaving.    

Hearing Shen Lin mutter these words, he immediately looked towards the carriage.    

Closer.    

The car did not slow down at all as it passed the checkpoint.    

Under the lights of the car, everyone saw the armed police officer in charge of security at the mountain corner raise his hand and salute.    

With a creaking sound, the carriage arrived at the entrance of the manor and came to a sudden halt.    

Of course, the width of the Manor's gate was more than enough for a car to enter, but the driver didn't dare to do so.    

The Manor needed absolute silence.    

The moment the car door opened, a person jumped down from the door. Ignoring everyone else, he quickly walked into the villa.    

It was a woman, tall and well-built, with unkempt hair. She was wearing what looked like clothing from a garbage can, and her left trouser leg was below her knee, revealing half of her dark calves, but they were beautifully cut.    

A female beggar?    

How could she barge into the manor without a care for the matter? Yet the guards at the entrance didn't stop her?    

Who is she?    

As everyone was at a loss, they heard the confused Shen Lin cry out, "So it's her!"    

Immediately, someone asked, "Old Shen, who is she?"    

"Shen Qingwu."    

Shen Lin bitterly smiled, turned around and walked in front of the car, opened the door and got in: "Quick, go down the mountain."    

"Shen Qingwu? Who's Shen Qingwu? "    

There were even people who were baffled. "Why did Old Shen get on the car and flee as if he saw a ghost after he recognized Shen Qingwu? Why did you all leave?" Who can tell me what exactly is going on? "    

Before he finished speaking, a kind-hearted person pushed him. "Hurry up and go, the female devil of Shen Family has returned. If Elder Song were to do it tonight, cough, she would pour all of her grief and indignation onto everyone's heads. "    

"Ah?" "She … She is Shen Qingwu who the heavens would never accept. She has repeatedly cursed Elder Song in public …"    

The man finally understood and didn't dare to say anything else. He turned around and lowered his head as he got into the car.    

Shen Qingwu didn't care what others said about her.    

When the people standing at the door of Elder Song's room saw that she had arrived dressed in such a manner, their faces immediately revealed expressions of disgust or displeasure.    

An old man in his seventies scolded her in a low voice, "Shen Qingwu, look at what you're wearing."    

Shen Qingwu stopped in her tracks and raised her head to look at the old man. With a face full of filth, a mocking expression surfaced on her face. You can talk about it here. If you don't want to see me, then I'll leave. "    

With that, she turned and left.    

Boss Shen was stunned as he stuttered, "Y-you …"    

Elder Shen, who was on the verge of death, was holding on with great difficulty just to see Shen Qingwu one last time. If she were to come and go now, Boss Shen wouldn't be able to shoulder that responsibility.    

Not only him, but the people standing outside the door couldn't afford it.    

However, everyone clearly knew that if they wanted Shen Qingwu to stay, she would definitely leave even faster, whether it was by force or kind words.    

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Boss Shen's forehead.    

Fortunately, Brother Tang had appeared in time to block Shen Qingwu's path. He then said with a wry smile, "Aunt, what time is it now? Are you trying to be petty? Could it be that you truly wish to make Elder Song feel regret for the rest of his life? "    

"Meng Zixiang, when did I have such a petty temper?" It's the direct line of descent of the Shen Family that isn't used to seeing this illegitimate daughter of mine, I just don't want to be irritating to others. "    

Shen Qingwu glared at him and said in a weird tone.    

Meng Zixiang did not dare to reply, and could only clasp his hands with a bitter smile, asking her to calm down.    

"It's fine if I go in and see Lao Shen. "The premise …"    

Shen Qingwu rolled her eyes and looked at Boss Shen and the rest, "I don't like having so many people surrounding the door. They all look like filial children, making me uncomfortable."    

In order to make Miss Shen comfortable and even more so to prevent Elder Shen from regretting it for the rest of his life, Meng ZiTang could only look at Boss Shen and the rest.    

The faces of Boss Shen and the rest alternated between green and white. Moments later, they gritted their teeth and snorted as they hurried down the stairs.    

"Pah! All of you are pretentious hypocrites." If you truly have a conscience, then why would you sacrifice the Night God's family in order to ensure your own prosperity? "    

Shen Qingwu curled her lips in contempt and walked into Elder Song's room under Meng Ziteng's continuous salutes.    

There were only two doctors in the room.    

The moment she walked in, the overflowing, wild, untamed aura that she exuded was instantly withdrawn. Deep within her eyes, a deep sense of sorrow floated.    

No matter what attitude she had towards the old man in the oxygen mask on the bed, his blood still flowed through her bones.    

As if he knew that she had arrived, the old man who was on the verge of death slowly opened his eyes.    

A light flashed through his originally lifeless and murky old eyes.    

The two doctors who had been closely watching the old man the entire time forcefully pursed their lips.    

The sun came back.    

The old man was able to hold on until the person he wanted to see the most appeared. Finally, he could relax. Once he relaxed, all the cells in his body began to show signs of life.    

The old man looked at Shen Qingwu and slowly pointed at the oxygen mask on his mouth.    

The two doctors took care to remove the oxygen mask for him, then lowered their heads and hurried out of the room.    

The old man's emaciated right hand lightly patted the edge of the bed.    

Shen Qingwu hesitated for a moment, but still walked over. She picked up his right hand from beside the bed and forced a smile, "Lao Shen, you seem to be in good spirits. You're still far from death. Why did you call me over so quickly?" Come to think of it, I really don't like stepping into the Shen Family Sect.    

The old man smiled and said softly, "Qingwu, it's time for you to get married."    

"Marry? Who am I to marry? "Who else would want to marry a crazy woman like me, who has a abnormal brain?"    

Shen Qingwu was stunned and blurted out these words. A handsome face appeared in her mind. The wind blew his head full of silver strands. The way he looked at her was quite strange. It was as if he was looking at a fool.    

The old man laughed again, and when he spoke again, his voice was much louder than before. "When I am still alive, you can make trouble, but no one dares to do anything to you. But once I die, and you don't even know how to control yourself, things won't look good. "    

"Hmph, what's wrong?"    

Shen Qingwu sneered, "They still dare to eat me?"    

The old man didn't even respond to her words, but continued, "The reason why the Shen Family has always enjoyed such a superior life for the past few thousand years is because whenever disasters befall the nation, there will always be disciples of the Shen Family that stand out. Do you think I would let the Night God Family — Cough, cough. "    

Coughing lightly a few times, the old man's face flushed red and his speech became more hurried. "Qingwu, we'll go find them in a while." Only by their side will no one dare to do anything to you. "    

"They? "Who are they?"    

Shen Qingwu asked. As she raised her head to look out the window, her handsome face once again appeared in front of her.    

However, he didn't notice that when the old man slowly raised his hand and tried to caress her face, he instead drooped his body and landed on Shen Qingwu's lap.    

As if she had been scalded, Shen Qingwu's delicate body trembled. She lowered her head and stared blankly at the old man, not moving at all.    

After an unknown amount of time, when tears started streaming down Shen Qingwu's face, which was covered in filth, she laughed hoarsely, "Lao Shen, you still haven't told me who they are. Who should I marry? "    

There was a wind, from the peak of Dragon Mountain, blowing far to the northeast, far away, over the valley, bringing up a cloud, covering the moon.    

Fei Fei's drizzle fell down and dripped onto the roof of the thatched cottage by the stream.    

A white figure suddenly emerged from the ground like a ghost and stood in front of the wooden door. He raised his head slightly and pricked up his ears, trying to catch any movement in the surroundings.    

The sound of insects chirping, the sound of water flowing, and the strange laughter of the owls.    

If you listened carefully, there was a strange hum mixed in with all the other sounds.