Chapter 528

Chapter 528: W-we’re rich!
Someone shouted from behind him: “Stop.”

As Fang Cheng Lang stepped through the main gate of the Nan Gong Clan, he turned his head and smiled slightly as he greeted her: “Young Clan Master Nan Gong.”

Nan Gong Yin’s face was cold as she asked, “Did you help Nan Gong Jie ask the elder for his quota?”

Fang Cheng Lang raised his brows in surprise.

He had not interacted much with this Young Heir of the Nan Gong Clan, but he knew she was not someone who liked to meddle. [So why would she suddenly stop me today to ask about this?]

Nan Gong Yin’s tone grew harsher as she said, “Is this question that hard? I really doubt you have the brains to handle tasks for the elder.”

In the past, Fang Cheng Lang would have been more or less angry. But after staying in Bei Ming Palace for a few years, words like this could no longer affect his mood.

He answered calmly, “Young Clan Master Nan Gong, the one who made the decision was Elder Nan Gong. If you are really that interested, you might as well go ask the elder.”

Nan Gong Yin said sharply, “You do not need to use that to brush me off. Even though the elder is from the Nan Gong Clan, he has never cared about the clan’s small matters, and the Patriarch would never bring them up in front of him. Only you…”

She suddenly stressed her voice as she said, “are nosy enough to interfere. Nan Gong Jie befriended you only so you would fight for a selection quota for him.”

Fang Cheng Lang asked with a light smile, “Since you already know, Young Clan Master Nan Gong, why bother asking me?”

Nan Gong Yin said, “I came to warn you not to meddle in the Nan Gong Clan’s affairs. Trash like Nan Gong Jie could never pass the selection. Letting him join is the same as sending him to his death.”

Fang Cheng Lang looked at Nan Gong Yin’s face, which was about half similar to Nan Gong Jie’s, and nodded thoughtfully.

Nan Gong Yin went on, “If you really see him as a friend, then you should persuade him to give up early and stop doing such stupid, time-wasting things. And if I ever find out you are speaking too much in front of the elder again, even if the elder blames me for it, I will still shut your mouth for good.”

Fang Cheng Lang could tell Nan Gong Yin was not bluffing. She really would kill him.

After leaving those harsh words, Nan Gong Yin turned around smartly and left.

Watching her back, Fang Cheng Lang actually curled his lips into a meaningful smile.

That smile stayed on his face all the way until he met Nan Gong Jie.

Nan Gong Jie had come to ask him about the starting time of the Great Thousand Alliance Selection. During this time, Fang Cheng Lang had been busy running around at the side of Senior Nan Gong Yu, so the two of them had not met for a long while.

Fang Cheng Lang explained, “The exact time has not been set yet, but judging from Elder Nan Gong’s attitude, it should be within the next half year, at most within a year.”

Back when he was in the Bei Ming Realm, Fang Cheng Lang had memorized the entire selection process by heart. Combined with the preparations he had been helping the elder with recently, he could easily guess the rough timeframe.

Nan Gong Jie clenched his fist, excitement and nervousness flashing alternately in his eyes as he said, “Only a year?”

Just then, Fang Cheng Lang suddenly changed the topic and asked a question that seemed completely unrelated: “Brother Nan Gong, can I ask what your relationship with Young Clan Master Nan Gong is like?”

Nan Gong Jie suddenly looked up at him and asked, “Did Nan Gong Yin make things hard for you?”

Fang Cheng Lang smiled and shook his head as he said, “No.”

Nan Gong Jie snorted in disdain and said, “Brother Fang, you do not need to cover for her. I know her better than you do.”

Fang Cheng Lang said softly, “But from what I see, Young Clan Master Nan Gong seems to care about you a lot.”

Nan Gong Jie acted like he had just heard the biggest joke in the world as he said, “Care about me? Since we were young, she has never treated me like a person. I still remember once I challenged her. She broke both my legs and knocked out three of my teeth. I could not get out of bed for months.”

Nan Gong Jie’s resentment toward Nan Gong Yin had not formed in a single day, but had grown deeper and deeper over time. The two of them were about the same age and both lived in the Nan Gong Clan, so they often appeared in the same places and saw each other a lot. Back then, although their relationship had not been particularly close, they could at least talk to each other. But he did not know when it started that Nan Gong Yin’s personality grew more and more withdrawn and strange, stubborn and self-willed, and she stopped putting anyone in her eyes.

To her, Nan Gong Jie in particular had become a thorn in her eye and a thorn in her flesh. Whenever the two of them were at the same event, Nan Gong Yin would either mock him coldly or treat him like air, completely ignoring him. What made it even worse was that Nan Gong Yin’s talent was better than his. Not only could he not beat her, he had even lost his position as Young Heir to her.

Nan Gong Jie was desperate to prove himself to everyone, to show that the Nan Gong Clan did not only have Nan Gong Yin. He could represent the Nan Gong Clan as well.

Fang Cheng Lang said, “Brother Nan Gong, I think there might be some misunderstanding here.”

As an outsider, he could see things more clearly.

Fang Cheng Lang felt that Nan Gong Yin did not actually seem to hate Nan Gong Jie that much. If she truly could not stand seeing him do well, she would not have tried to stop him from joining the selection.

Fang Cheng Lang told Nan Gong Jie his analysis, but Nan Gong Jie dismissed it.

Nan Gong Jie said coldly, “She does not want me to join because she stole the quota that should have been mine.”

Nan Gong Jie had only learned about this later from his father.

The Nan Gong Clan had originally had two spots to take part in the Great Thousand Alliance Selection, but Nan Gong Yin had secretly given her own spot to an outsider behind everyone’s backs.

The Patriarch of the Nan Gong Clan, who was also Nan Gong Jie’s father, had had no choice but to give Nan Gong Jie’s spot to Nan Gong Yin. After all, Nan Gong Yin was the one most likely to pass the selection. Nan Gong Jie could skip the event, but she had to be there.

Fang Cheng Lang asked curiously, “Who did she give the quota to?”

Nan Gong Jie said, “I do not know. They say it was some promising competitor she met outside. She would rather give the chance to a rival than give it to me. And you call that caring about me?”

Fang Cheng Lang was speechless.

Nan Gong Jie noticed his awkward look and softened his tone as he said, “Brother Fang, I appreciate your good intentions, but the matters between her and me are better left to us.”

Fang Cheng Lang fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

…

A loud voice shouted even before the person arrived: “Here I come, here I come, here I come! Your ancestor is here!”

His voice came before his body.

Hearing the shout, Senior Qun Fang looked up and saw Ancestor Sui Bian charge in, all smiles.

Senior Qun Fang frowned and asked, “Why did you change your body back again?”

She had gotten used to that handsome face, so now when she saw this old face again, her eyes felt a little uncomfortable.

Ancestor Sui Bian patted his round belly and chuckled as he said, “This body still suits your ancestor the best.”

That new face had been handsome, sure, but it had no soul at all. How could it compare to his original face, which in his mind was much more charming?

With a cold face, Senior Qun Fang threw the storage bracelet into Ancestor Sui Bian’s arms and said, “Take your stuff and get out.”

Ancestor Sui Bian pouted in grievance. Just a few days ago she had been calling him “Little Bian Bian”, and now she was already this impatient. [What a fickle woman.]

He grumbled a few times in his heart, then sent his divine sense into the storage bracelet.

This time, without the restriction ward blocking him, his divine sense slid smoothly into the bracelet.

In the next moment, Ancestor Sui Bian’s eyes went wide, and the hand holding the storage bracelet started shaking as he stammered, “W-we’re… we’re… we’re rich…”

[Good grief.]

No wonder that old thing had chased them like a rabid dog. It turned out there were such important treasures inside. This time they had really hit the jackpot.