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“Mr. Jiang, is she your wife?” Liu Pingping asked, her expression complex and somewhat disappointed.
At that moment, Lin Yin was wearing an apron, looking every bit the housewife. Most importantly, Lin Yin was stunningly beautiful, even more so than Liu Pingping, the First Beauty of the Southwest. Naturally, Liu Pingping assumed Lin Yin was Jiang Chen's wife.
Lin Yin had received a call from Jiang Chen and arrived in Shanghai the next day, taking the high-speed train since it was a short journey, arriving before Jiang Chen and the others.
She found the Quiet Villa and explained the situation to Ye Ming. Since it was also her master's address, Ye Ming welcomed her in without hesitation. Chen Zhi had already arrived at the Quiet Villa before Lin Yin; Gusu was much closer to Shanghai than Nangang.
Having played the role of a caretaker at Huafei Villa, Lin Yin took it upon herself to continue that role now that Jiang Chen was coming. Neither Chen Zhi nor Ye Ming had the standing to contest this with her.
So when Jiang Chen and the others arrived, Lin Yin was busy preparing dinner, which led Liu Pingping to misunderstand the situation.
“She’s just a maid,” Jiang Chen replied casually.
Upon hearing Jiang Chen's response, Liu Pingping let out a sigh of relief but simultaneously felt despair; such a beautiful woman like Lin Yin could only be Jiang Chen's maid. If she wanted to become Jiang Chen's girlfriend, it seemed like a pipe dream.
However, Liu Pingping quickly found comfort in her own reasoning—her prominent family background was something Lin Yin could never compare to. With this thought, Liu Pingping finally regained some confidence in front of Lin Yin.
“Master, you’re back!” Ye Ming and Chen Zhi entered the hall as well.
Seeing Ye Ming made Liu Pingping's heart skip a beat again; here was another stunning beauty who could rival her looks. Especially with her skin, which appeared smoother and more delicate than Liu Pingping's own. Liu Pingping had never imagined there could be such a beautiful woman with such flawless skin.
Ye Ming possessed the Spirit Serpent Physique, something Liu Pingping could not fathom.
“Manager Liu, these two are my disciples,” Jiang Chen explained as he noticed Liu Xifang and others looking puzzled.
After introductions were made, Ye Ming curiously looked at the Blood Corpse standing beside Jiang Chen and asked, “Master, is this the Body of the General from the Corpse Refining Clan?”
“It’s not Jiang Zhan; it’s just a Blood Corpse,” Jiang Chen replied.
“A Blood Corpse?” Ye Ming showed no fear as she approached the Blood Corpse and knocked on its copper-like body with her hand.
Chen Zhi and Lin Yin also walked over to examine the Blood Corpse out of curiosity. Among those present, aside from Jiang Chen, only Chen Zhi had seen enough to recognize its significance.
“Master, I’ve seen Blood Corpses before, but those I encountered were insignificant compared to this one. You’ve sealed this Blood Corpse with Copper Water; I can still feel its powerful aura,” Chen Zhi said in astonishment.
The strength of this Blood Corpse was profound; Chen Zhi knew he was no match for it.
“This Blood Corpse may not be the Body of the General, but it’s still formidable; it’s likely been around for a thousand years,” Jiang Chen nodded in agreement.
“Master, what do you intend to do with this Blood Corpse?” Chen Zhi couldn’t help but ask. After all, this Blood Corpse was an evil entity. Being someone with a strong sense of justice, he feared that Jiang Chen might use it for nefarious purposes. Even though Jiang Chen was now his master, if his intentions were questionable, Chen Zhi would feel compelled to intervene.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Jiang Chen smiled.
"Jiang Chen, it's time to eat," Lin Yin called out, already accustomed to using his name.
"Let's eat together," Jiang Chen said to Liu Xifang.
At the dining table, everyone took their seats.
Jiang Chen preferred not to talk while eating, so he remained quiet. Everyone chewed slowly, afraid of making any noise.
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