Chapter 40: Every Debt Has Its Debtor

Upon hearing Yan Qiao’s words, everyone’s expressions changed slightly.

Afraid that his old friend would be angered by his daughter’s bluntness, Yan Zhengtian quickly asked, “Ah Qiao, what do you mean by that? Are you saying this has something to do with your Uncle Chen?”

He thought back over the years. He had always done honest business and had no issues with his character.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have remained friends for so many years.

Chen Zhen also looked stunned. He hadn’t even said a word yet.

Originally, he had felt a bit uncomfortable and had planned to lecture her, but to his surprise, he saw the famously formidable Master Xiao.

He had already heard from Yan Zhengtian that Master Xiao from the capital was now his neighbor. He didn’t expect that not only did he drop by, but he was even sitting beside Yan Qiao.

Before he could get over his surprise, Yan Qiao’s cool voice rang out again: “It’s his son.”

“Sit down first. Ah Qiao, do you still need to be told, or have you already figured it out?” Yan Zhengtian asked.

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He now had a clearer understanding of just how capable his daughter had become.

Yan Qiao pulled a protective charm from her cloth pouch.

Before she even said anything, Yan Hao stepped in for her: “Uncle Chen, you should first buy a charm to get rid of the evil energy on you.”

Still confused and dazed, Chen Zhen wasn’t in good spirits at the moment.

He could only look toward his old friend, Yan Zhengtian, his eyes full of inquiry.

Yan Zhengtian nodded.

Since even his old friend thought so, he agreed too. After all, he trusted he wouldn’t be tricked.

“All right.”

“Two hundred yuan.”

Chen Zhen took out his wallet and handed over two 100-yuan bills.

“Uncle Chen, keep this charm with you. Don’t worry, my sister’s charms are worth far more than the price. You’ll never be shortchanged,” Yan Hao added, praising his sister.

Chen Zhen had still been skeptical. Was it really that amazing?

But the moment he held the charm, he suddenly felt refreshed and invigorated. A warm current flowed from his palm through his entire body. The persistent chill he had been feeling vanished in an instant.

His shoulders also felt much lighter. Before, it had always felt like there was a boulder pressing down on them.

“How do you feel, Uncle Chen? Much better, right?” Yan Hao asked with a smile, noticing his astonished expression. His tone carried unmistakable pride. His expression clearly said: “See? My sister really is amazing!”

Chen Zhen nodded repeatedly. “It really does feel much better.”

“Niece, can you help Uncle out? Is it really some evil spirit causing trouble? Is that why our family has been so unlucky lately?”

“Tell Ah Qiao the details. Think carefully—was there anything that struck you as particularly strange?” Yan Zhengtian reminded him. Because honestly, his recent state had been really bad.

“There are so many things… let me think!”

“I need to sort it all out.”

No one else said anything. They all waited patiently for him to speak.

After all, there was nothing else to do right now.

“I guess it all started about a year ago. Back then, my son’s company started having accidents—people kept dying for no reason. He runs a renovation business. One death could be explained…”

“But who would’ve thought that in just seven days, three people died. The incident blew up, and his company couldn’t go on anymore.”

“Six months ago, we suggested he get married—maybe it could bring him luck and change his fortune. But things still didn’t settle down.”

Everyone listened intently.

Three deaths in seven days—that already sounded eerie enough.

Yan Qiao’s face had gone cold.

Especially when she heard about people dying.

“Just now, Zhengtian asked if anything strange had happened. You reminded me—I hadn’t thought about it before, but now that I recall, I vaguely remember hearing crying at night when I was trying to sleep.”

“I didn’t think much of it at the time. I figured I was just stressed out from work and life, overwhelmed and irritable—probably just hallucinating. But now that I think back, that crying did happen. It sounded heart-wrenching, utterly pitiful.”

Shen Zhiyin instinctively leaned closer to Yan Jue, recalling her previous possession incident. She still felt a lingering fear.

She used to be a staunch materialist, never believing in spirits or the supernatural.

But now, with everything that had happened, she couldn’t help but believe.

“We originally thought that resting at home and quietly getting married would help us catch a break. But shortly after the wedding, their relationship turned sour. The couple kept arguing.”

“Then my daughter-in-law got pregnant. We were all so happy. But the joy didn’t last. Not long ago, they had another argument on the way to a prenatal checkup, got into a car accident, lost the baby, and both got injured. Only a few days ago did they leave critical condition.”

By the end, Chen Zhen’s eyes were red. He was already over fifty years old, and all this misfortune had hit him hard!

He looked like he had aged a lot recently.

After Chen Zhen finished speaking, Yan Hao suddenly remembered what his sister had said earlier. “Ah Qiao, what did you mean by what you said just now? ‘You reap what you sow’? What’s that about?”

Chen Zhen quickly pulled himself together. “Right! Niece, tell me—what did you mean by that?”

Yan Zhengtian also asked, “Ah Qiao, are you still going to their place?”

“I am.”

“I need to go back and ask his son exactly what kind of wicked things he’s done.”

Mentioning his son, Chen Zhen looked troubled as well. He had indeed failed in raising him.

Yan Zhengtian appeared deep in thought, as if things were becoming clearer to him.

At that moment, Yan Jue, who had been silent all along, spoke up: “Uncle Chen’s son is the same age as me, but I’ve heard he’s a real partygoer—loves nightclubs. Everyone knows he’s a notorious playboy.”

The others exchanged slightly awkward looks.

“Let’s go. Every debt has its debtor. If someone wants revenge, it’s understandable. But hurting innocent people—that’s unacceptable by the laws of the Dao,” Yan Qiao stood up, her voice icy.

“Ah Qiao, I’m going with you!” Yan Hao was the most eager.

“Mm.” Yan Qiao didn’t object. After all, he was now the top disciple of Longyu Temple, and he needed to gain experience.

Li Xiao also stood up. “Ah Qiao, I’m coming too.” This kind of situation—he didn’t want to miss it.

“You can’t go this time. Stay home and rest.”

“Why not?” Master Xiao was displeased. Why wasn’t he allowed to go?

Considering how much money he had handed over today, Yan Qiao explained patiently, “You can’t go to the hospital. The yin energy is too heavy, and the entity involved is a powerful ghost. You’ve been too tired lately. Rest properly for now.”

Her tone was firm and left no room for argument.

Master Xiao had no choice but to agree.

“Ah Qiao, then I’ll go with you too,” Yan Zhengtian said in a low voice.

After all, it was his old friend’s matter.

Yan Qiao didn’t refuse. In the end, it was decided the three of them would go.

Without delay, they set off immediately.

Li Xiao followed them to the door, watching them leave, and for the first time, genuinely wished his body would recover faster.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital.

By now, his son and daughter-in-law had both been transferred from the ICU to a regular ward.

Just as they got out of the car, Yan Qiao seemed to have sensed something—without saying a word, she rushed inside..