By the side, when Xie Yiyuan saw the two old men seemingly about to put an end to this matter, his face turned a little complicated. He glanced at his dad.

  Xie Weiming shook his head at Xie Yiyuan.

  Ning Shu said to the old man, “Master, Xie Yiyuan said he wants to marry me.”


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  “What the hell?” The old man almost jumped up, looking unbelievably surprised. Even Martial Uncle Ge’s face appeared shocked.

  “Kid, if you want to marry my disciple, there’s no way, even in your next life!” The old man sneered and looked extremely serious.

  He was old enough to understand at once what the Xie family was up to.

  “You look down on my disciple too much. You didn’t even talk to me first, proposing it directly to the child,” said the old man coldly.

  Xie Weiming immediately said, “Daoist, this was just to see if there was any connection between the children. As long as Tao Qin is willing to marry into my family, she won’t suffer any grievances.”


  “Enough.” The old man was busy waving his hand. “You just think my disciple is small and gullible. The people in our line of work don’t get married. Real Daoist priests don’t marry.”


  “Daoist, Tao Qin is a girl. She has to get married and have children,” said Xie Weiming.

  “She will be the head of my North Mt. Mao. What marriage? She will be handling a large family, so what loneliness is there to speak of? She’ll always be running around for a living. As for children, the temple has plenty of children.

  “My disciple is so talented. You think her fate is to come to your house to be your daughter-in-law?

  “Before we became priests, we chose to live solitary lives. We can’t get married, and if you don’t want to die, don’t get any ideas.”


  The old man pointed at Martial Uncle Ge. “Ask him if he’s married.”


  He then snorted and said to Ning Shu, “Pack up your things; we’re going back. I wonder how the brats at home are doing.”


  “Daoist, don’t be angry.” Xie Weiming said, “It was us who were at fault.”


  “I insist on being angry.” The old man said rudely, “Give me the fees.”


  Xie Weiming shook his head helplessly and took out a check. The old man said, “No checks. Transfer the money to my account.”


  “Go up and pack your things. What are you waiting for?” said the old man to Ning Shu.

  Ning Shu immediately went upstairs to get her cloth bag and changed back into the old-fashioned clothes she had when she came to the city.

  After descending the stairs, Ning Shu asked Martial Uncle Ge, “Martial Uncle Ge, are you going with us?”


  The Phantom King Core that Martial Uncle Ge wanted was still in Ning Shu’s hands, so naturally, he would go with her. He nodded and said, “I’ll go with you and see you off.”


  Xie Yiyuan’s expression was complicated as he walked towards Ning Shu. However, the old man immediately blocked his path. “Kid, don’t go near my disciple.”


  Xie Yiyuan stopped and said to Ning Shu, “Thank you for saving me.”


  Ning Shu said, “It was my job.”


  Afterward, Ning Shu and the two old men left the villa, went to a hotel, and booked rooms to wait until this matter was settled.

  When the old man went to the bank to check his balance, he brought Ning Shu with him to get some clothes for the children. The weather was getting cold every day, so they bought several pieces of warm clothes.

  A higher-up put in a word for Ning Shu and her issue was resolved. Since there was no evidence at all, the case was dropped.

  Song Ruoxi’s family found the Xie family and swore to make them pay for this. The Xie Family had to bite the bullet and give them a sum of money.

  When the old man heard about it, he said indifferently, “They were destined to lose their fortune. Giving up their desire for money will bring peace. Besides, being able to use the money to dispel disasters is already the best result.”