The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 291: Cleansing of the Family, Fu Yunshen’s Identity [2 updates]

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Hearing this, Yun Shan didn’t need any further urging and gleefully took out his cell phone.

He brought up Lin Jinyun’s phone number and laid it in front of Di Wu Hui.

To prevent Di Wu Hui from not being able to see the number due to blurry old vision, Yun Shan considerately pointed and said, “Here, this is the Lin Family Head’s mobile number, do you recognize Arabic numerals?”

Yun Shan was genuinely worried.

The Di Wu Family was actually divided into two groups now.

One group, like the Mu family, was engaged in business and had formally integrated into the secular world.

The other group, which included people like Di Wu Hui, had divination talent and stuck to their old professions, with no shortage of interactions with the Ancient Medical field and the Ancient Martial World.

These people didn’t have much contact with modern society, and some of their habits were no different from ancient people.

What if they didn’t recognize Arabic numerals?

Di Wu Hui stared at the string of numbers, sweat beading more heavily on his forehead.

What, what kind of joke is this?

Although people from the Ancient Martial World and the Ancient Medical field don’t really like using modern high-tech, they would still carry mobile phones for convenience.

Although he was indeed the Lin Family’s Imperial Fortune Teller, he did not have the Lin Family Head’s mobile number.

After all, he wasn’t the Di Wu Family Head.

The Lin Family valued him, but they valued hierarchy and seniority more.

Now, Di Wu Hui was completely panicked.

Because if someone could bring up Lin Jinyun’s name, that meant they really had connections with the Lin Family!

The Lin Family Head’s name was not even known to the Mu Family or the Xiu Family.

“Ah, I knew it, you don’t recognize Arabic numerals,” said Yun Shan with a shrug. “Here, I’ll dial it for you.”

And without waiting for Di Wu Hui to react, he made the call.

It rang only once before being answered on the other side.

Yun Shan held the phone to Di Wu Hui’s ear: “Ask and see if they will back you up.”

Di Wu Hui shivered slightly.

He clenched his teeth and spoke up: “Lin, Lin Family Head, I am Di Wu Hui, I beg you—”

He hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted.

The voice of a middle-aged man, gentle but forceful: “I’ve heard about your situation. You made a mistake and the Lin Family will not interfere.”

“The Lin Family’s Imperial Fortune Teller is not only you, so take good care of yourself.”

And with that, the phone was hung up.

Di Wu Hui listened to the “beep beep beep” in a daze, feeling the blood in his body turn cold.

Lin Jinyun hadn’t even listened to what he had to say and so directly gave up on him?

Without the Lin Family’s protection, and now with Di Wu Fan stumbling upon his scheme to have someone else take the blame, he was finished in every possible way.

Di Wu Hui still felt the painful throbbing at his acupuncture points as he struggled to lift his head and look to the right.

The man reclined lazily in his chair, the faint light in his peach blossom eyes twinkling, seemingly carefree.

He toyed with a jade thumb ring, handsome and charming, exuding a flirtatious aura.

Yet, Di Wu Hui felt an endless fear and oppression.

Who was this man?

Could he actually make Lin Jinyun obey?

“Take him to the ancestral temple,” Di Wu Fan ordered. “Execute the family law immediately, and inform the Ancient Medical World, the Ancient Martial World, and all other members of the Di Wu Clan that Di Wu Hui is no longer a part of the Di Wu Clan.”

“No… No!” Di Wu Hui cried out in extreme panic, “Clan Head! Clan Head, you can’t do this!”

But he had no chance to resist and was dragged away just like that.

After dealing with Di Wu Hui, Di Wu Fan, leaning on his cane, slowly stood up.

He approached and asked respectfully, “May I know who this gentleman is?”

“Nobody in particular,” Fu Yunshen replied casually, hand in his pocket, his eyes and brows relaxed. “Just a prodigal.”

Di Wu Fan: “???”

Yun Shan: “…”

He didn’t even know how many fools their young master had deceived with that term.

Yun Shan shook his head and followed behind Fu Yunshen.

Di Wu Fan stood still, not following them out.

He was even contemplating whether he had been detached from the secular world for too long and no longer understood the current trends.

Why did all these seemingly unfathomable people call themselves that?

Di Wu Fan stroked his beard and watched Fu Yunshen leave before he, too, departed.

Once outside the courtyard, he gestured to call Di Wu Yue over to one side.

Di Wu Yue brushed off the dust from his legs and stood up: “Grandfather.”

“Yueyue, your grandfather hasn’t asked you,” Di Wu Fan said in a low voice. “Where did you meet that young lady?”

Ying Zijin had changed her face.

Her face-changing was so skillful that even facial recognition technology couldn’t detect it.

Even Di Wu Hui had failed to recognize her.

But Di Wu Fan could.

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This is their ancestral master, how could his facial appearance possibly be so ordinary?

Aside from face-changing, there simply is no other explanation.

“Oh, that,” Di Wu Yue scratched her head, “it happened on the island where Grandpa, you told us to drop by. If I hadn’t met that young lady, I wouldn’t have had the money to get home.”

She even recounted everything that had happened on the island.

She didn’t know that her words had given Di Wu Fan quite the scare.

His fingers trembled, “You, you even tricked that person out of their money?”

“Eh, Grandpa, that was a fair trade,” Di Wu Yue spread her hands, “You taught me that, how can it be called tricking?”

“Unfilial descendant!” Di Wu Fan, so angry that he raised his walking stick and knocked Di Wu Yue on the head, “You are simply, simply…”

He still swallowed back the rest of his words.

Di Wu Yue wasn’t quite the head of the Di Wu Family yet, there were some things that couldn’t be told to her, or it would bring no small amount of trouble.

“Ow ow ow!” Di Wu Yue quickly covered her head and ran aside, “Grandpa, my brain cells are all dead.”

“Good that they’re all dead,” Di Wu Fan, whose beard curled with anger, said, “All day long, your brain doesn’t actually function properly.”

That was the ancestral master after all!

Their own ancestor would have to address him as “Master,” yet Di Wu Yue had gone and tricked him out of money.

Di Wu Fan clutched at his chest, feeling like he was about to be angered to death.

However, if the ancestral master had cared about such matters, he wouldn’t have come specifically to change Di Wu Yue’s life pattern.

This unworthy descendant truly had the fool’s luck.

“Starting from today, you’re going to study books properly,” Di Wu Fan said very seriously. “Books like ‘Zhou Yi’, ‘The Book of Changes’, ‘Plum Blossom Easy Number’, yes, and the ‘Pushing Back Diagrams’, you’re to copy each of them ten times, and only speak after you’ve memorized them.”

Di Wu Yue was also about to come of age, and once she did, she would need to Enter the Path.

These most basic texts, she had to read them all.

Di Wu Yue had already bolted as soon as Di Wu Fan started speaking.

While running, she covered her ears, “What are you saying, Grandpa? The wind is so strong, I can’t hear clearly.”

Di Wu Fan nearly ran out of breath in one go.

Di Wu Yue was good in all respects, very smart, understood things at one point, but she just didn’t like to study.

He saw her as nothing but a spoiled child!

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Meanwhile, in the Ancient Martial World.

The Lin Family.

Lin Jinyun looked at the phone in his hand, deep in thought.

“Family Head,” the butler frowned at his side, “are you really not going to take care of Master Di Wu Hui?”

Di Wu Hui’s Divination Ability was indeed strong.

Fortune Tellers were becoming increasingly scarce, and aside from Di Wu Hui, the Lin Family only had two Imperial Fortune Tellers left.

But neither of them could match Di Wu Hui.

Di Wu Hui was able to predict the fortune of the Lin Family, something the other two Fortune Tellers couldn’t do.

The future of a family is much more significant than that of an individual, the glimpse into the fate that could be seen was also much broader.

There wasn’t just the Lin Family in the Ancient Martial World, several other families also had dealings with the Di Wu Family.

Now that Di Wu Hui had been stripped of his Divination Ability and had been expelled from the Di Wu Family, it seemed on the surface to have nothing to do with the Lin Family, but the Lin Family had also lost a helping hand.

Lin Jinyun fell silent, then after a long pause, he sighed lightly, “It’s not that I don’t care, it’s that I can’t.”

The butler was taken aback, “Can’t?”

Outside of the Ancient Martial World, in the Imperial Capital, was there anything the Lin Family couldn’t handle?

Lin Jinyun didn’t speak, he just shook his head, asking, “Is Qingjia around?”

“Miss Qingjia has gone out,” the butler replied respectfully, “She went to O Continent, you know as well, her mastery in the Ancient medical field is also very high.”

“The experts in the Ancient Medical Field have said that the Alchemy World has personally invited Miss Qingjia over to complete a joint research on a medication.”

The relationship between the Ancient Medical Field and the Alchemy World was very contradictory, they were competitors, but there was also no shortage of cooperation.

Every once in a while, all parties would send people to exchange ideas.

Hearing this, Lin Jinyun’s furrowed brows finally relaxed, “Whatever Qingjia needs, have someone send it to her, and make sure there is no neglect whatsoever.”

The butler was still respectful, “Yes, Family Head.”

Lin Jinyun didn’t say it, but he knew the importance.

He bowed and then withdrew.

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The next day.

Ying Zijin slept in until the sun was high, only then did she wake up.

She opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked out the window.

The September sunlight carried a slight coolness, filtering through the leaves, and fell in dappled patterns on the window sill.

A rare moment of tranquility.

Once, she too had lived here for a while.

The Di Wu Family had done a thorough job in preserving their ancestral home, almost no different from hundreds of years ago.

The door was knocked at this point.