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nBesides, how would a cultivator like her feel stressed because of the gaze of an ordinary person?

nIf this spread, wouldn’t it become a joke?

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nHearing Old Master Song ask anxiously behind her, Fang Yueqiu quickly collected herself from sorrow and patted her son’s back to comfort him before letting him go a bit reluctantly right away.

nThis was the first time his son had taken the initiative to get close to her in more than two months since he came back.

nIf it weren’t that the situation wasn’t right, she wanted to keep hugging her son forever.

nUm, there seemed to be something wrong?

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n“Nothing, just…”

nFang Yueqiu repeated what Lu Zijia said just then without missing a word.

nIn fact, she didn’t really believe what Lu Zijia said in her mind, but she also hoped that it was true.

nBecause if it was true, the name of a forever loner that her son had been carrying for a total of 26 years could finally be removed.

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nAfter hearing Fang Yueqiu’s explanation, Old Master Song and Song Zhuohai both didn’t look good.

nBecause the giant landscape painting hung on the wall was a birthday gift that Song Zhuolan gave to Old Lady Song who had already passed away.

nIt just so happened that Old Lady Song suddenly had a heart attack and hence passed away the next morning after Song Zhuolan gifted her this landscape painting.

nIf what Lu Zijia said was true, Song Zhuolan would be the one who killed his own mother back then and he even imputed it to Song Zixuan who had just been born for a few days!

nThinking of this possibility, Old Master Song was short of breath and his face also flushed as if he couldn’t breathe.

n“Dad!”

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nOld Master Song saw that the situation wasn’t right and he suddenly passed out again. Song Zhuohai and Fang Yueqiu were immediately startled.

nSong Zhuohai was right next to Old Master Song, so he agilely held Old Master Song who fell down.

n“Grandpa…”

nLooking at Old Master Song, Song Zixuan also showed a worried look.

nEven though he resented his family in his mind, he couldn’t watch something happen to them after all.

nFang Yueqiu took out her phone from her body in panic, “I’ll call the ambulance.”

n“It’s too late.”

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nLu Zijia walked over and squatted down as she moved the spiritual power inside her body. She put one hand on Old Master Song’s abdomen and used her spiritual power to nourish Old Master Song’s organs.

n“What are you doing?”

nSong Zhuohai was afraid that she would do something to hurt Old Master Song, so he immediately wanted to stop her.

nLu Zijia seemed to have just pushed him gently, but he was knocked further than one meter directly.

nThe moment Lu Zijia pushed Song Zhuohai away, she used another hand to grab Old Master Song’s shoulder to prevent him from falling.

n“Lu Zijia, you…”

nAs soon as Fang Yueqiu hung up, she saw that her husband was pushed away and she instantly thought Lu Zijia was about to hurt Old Master Song.

nHowever, when she wanted to rush out, Song Zhuohai, who collected himself from the shock, stopped her.

n“Hang on.”

nSong Zhuohai stopped Fang Yueqiu’s move as he glanced at Lu Zijia deeply, “She probably has no evil intentions.”

nThe moment Lu Zijia pushed him away, he sensed a strong energy clearly.

nThis energy reminded him of the master who said his son was a forever loner back then.

nAnd yet, Lu Zijia’s energy just then seemed to be much more powerful than that of the master at that time.

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nIf his feeling wasn’t wrong, Lu Zijia might truly be a Taoist Master!

nThis speculation shocked Song Zhuohai fiercely. At the same time, he exclaimed, “Lu Zijia really hid her identity too successfully.”

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