My Father Has Definitely Been Possessed

Li Changqing naturally knew they were coming.

The child from the family spent Five Thousand Taels of silver to buy a small wooden carving to play with, so the parents were bound to come and ask for a refund.

Li Changqing had already prepared for this.

He wasn't surprised by Yan Yushi's respectful demeanor. After all, when asking for a refund, one should maintain a good attitude.

As they walked into the shop and saw its simple layout, no one said anything.

When Li Changqing turned around to take out the Five Thousand Taels silver ticket from the cash box to return it, Yan Botao gave Yan Yushi a look.

Thud!

Yan Yushi knelt down on the spot.

"Huh, what's this about?" Li Changqing was startled by the sound. Asking for money didn't require such a grand gesture.

"Yesterday, I was ignorant and offended you, senior. Today, I've come to express my gratitude and apologize," Yan Yushi said firmly, then bowed his head again.

"Huh?" Li Changqing was momentarily confused by Yan Yushi's words.

What gratitude and offense?

"Senior, our Yan Family has come today to express our thanks and apologize for my son's reckless behavior yesterday," Yan Botao said, stepping back with three elders and bowing respectfully.

What's going on?

Li Changqing was puzzled. Were they not here to ask for money?

Li Changqing had many thoughts but said nothing, choosing to observe. He didn't take out the Five Thousand Taels silver ticket, instead placing it in his sleeve, and said calmly, "Please, have a seat. There's no need for such formalities."

"Thank you, senior." The group cupped their fists in salute and found chairs to sit on.

Yan Yushi stood up and stood beside Yan Botao.

Li Changqing remained silent, waiting for them to speak first. He wanted to know what was really happening.

"Who would have thought that a small county like Changting would hide a master like you, senior," Yan Botao said, cupping his fists. "Yesterday, my son was mischievous and took such a precious item from you, which was wrong. Fortunately, you didn't hold it against him."

As he spoke, Yan Botao took out a box, which contained the tiger wood carving from yesterday.

Li Changqing stared at the carving, guessing it had something to do with it, but he remained silent, smiling calmly and waiting for Yan Botao to continue.

"Such a treasure is certainly worth more than a mere Five Thousand Taels. We intended to return this divine object, but yesterday my son used it to gain enlightenment, consuming a bit of its essence. Our Yan Family knows we're at fault and have come to ask for your forgiveness," Yan Botao and the others stood up again, cupping their fists and bowing to Li Changqing.

Li Changqing finally understood some of the reasons.

But it also shocked him. His wood carving helped this kid gain enlightenment?

Isn't enlightenment supposed to require understanding paintings?

Could it be that his wood carving also had such an ability?

Yes, paintings and carvings are essentially the same category, and his carving is more realistic and three-dimensional, possibly offering more help in gaining enlightenment than ordinary paintings.

It seems they weren't here for money.

"No need to be so formal," Li Changqing said calmly, suppressing his excitement. "This young man and I are fated. His ability to recognize the carving shows he has a connection with it. Fate cannot be forced; it arises naturally. It's all his own fortune, and I merely went along with it."

"We still must thank you, senior," Yan Yushi sincerely expressed his gratitude to Li Changqing. Without Li Changqing, he might not have retained his position as the young patriarch of the Yan Family.

He would have become an ordinary person, living a mundane life.

But Li Changqing changed his destiny.

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"Senior, we know this carving is invaluable, and Five Thousand Taels is a joke. So we offer this gift, hoping you will accept it. Though it may not be as precious as the carving, consider it a small token of our Yan Family's appreciation," Yan Botao said, taking out a black lacquered box sealed with red wax from his sleeve.

It looked quite valuable.

An unexpected gain?

How valuable was this carving?

In his previous life, no one appreciated his wood carving art, and he was mocked online. But here, it became a prized possession.

Was he about to reach the peak of his life?

"What is this..." Li Changqing didn't know what it was, but the box indicated it was something valuable.

"This is a two-hundred-year-old blood ginseng," Yan Botao quickly explained. "It's barely considered a treasure, but I hope you won't disdain it, Senior Changqing."@@novelbin@@

"In that case, I'll accept it. Thank you for your thoughtfulness," Li Changqing naturally accepted the item.

Although he couldn't use it, Li Hengsheng certainly could.

Li Hengsheng sent back so much of his monthly allowance; how could he afford resources for cultivation? Li Changqing felt a strange sense of pity for his son, whom he had never met, perhaps wanting to make up for the original father's mistakes.

So he didn't plan to keep the Five Thousand Taels or the blood ginseng; he intended to send them to Li Hengsheng later.

Seeing Li Changqing accept the gift, Yan Botao and the others were pleased. Li Changqing had accepted the Yan Family's goodwill.

Forming a connection with such a capable person was immensely beneficial to the Yan Family.

If they could obtain more carvings from Li Changqing in the future, the Yan Family's strength would undoubtedly improve significantly.

But they weren't in a hurry, fearing any requests might displease Li Changqing, so they decided to leave first.

There was plenty of time.

"Senior Changqing, we'll take our leave for now. If you ever need anything from the Yan Family, please don't hesitate to ask," Yan Botao said, placing a token on the table. "This is our Yan Family's token. With it, you can come and go freely in our family."

"Thank you," Li Changqing nodded calmly, maintaining his composure.

Since he was regarded as a master, he needed to have the demeanor of one.

Having read countless novels in his past life, Li Changqing understood this well.

"Then we'll take our leave," Yan Botao and the others said, cupping their fists.

After seeing them off at the door, Li Changqing watched them leave. Just as he turned to go back, he saw the purple-clad messenger from before running over again.

"Li Changqing, here's your letter, sent from the Dao Mountain Ancient Land," the messenger said, handing a letter to Li Changqing.

"Another letter?" Li Changqing was surprised. He had received a letter just a few days ago, and now another one had arrived.

Could something have happened to his son?

Thinking of this, Li Changqing quickly opened the letter.

After reading it, he breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that something had happened to Li Hengsheng; rather, Li Hengsheng was warning Li Changqing to be cautious lately.

Because recently, ghost cultivators had been spotted in Minghong Prefecture.

Initially relieved that Li Hengsheng was fine, Li Changqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Wait, ghost cultivators?

Are there really ghosts in this world?