It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

"The big boss said it was very effective. When he first entered the world of bloodline, his abilities were weak, and it was a talisman his wife gave him. Later, when I joined the Baoze Group, he gave it to me as a gift." Sanwu said, "But I don't need it, so you can have it."

Holding the national emblem, Li Xianyu felt a surge of good fortune, transforming from an ordinary citizen into the supreme ruler, the chosen one of the world.

He carefully walked around the kitchen, living room, bedroom, and balcony; the national emblem was ice-cold, showing no signs of being hot.

He shook his head silently at Sanwu, unsure whether to feel fortunate or disappointed.

Returning to the living room, Li Xianyu called over the landlady and said with a serious face, "Your husband is under too much pressure in life, which has led to his mental disorder."

Boss lady: "Mental disorder?"

Li Xianyu didn't explain, just said it casually, and continued, "Dreaming that someone is going to break your leg, according to the patient's psychological analysis, means he's escaping work. Perhaps he feels overwhelmed by life, so he's giving himself the psychological suggestion that 'if my leg is broken, I won't have to work.'"

Li Xianyu was spouting nonsense with a straight face, but what he said made a lot of sense, at least the landlady thought it made sense, and asked worriedly, "Then what should we do?"

He reassured the proprietress that mental illnesses require long-term recuperation and medication.

"There's something I'm curious about," Li Xianyu said, "How did you and your husband... meet?"

"Is this related to his illness?" The proprietress answered truthfully, "He and I were junior high school classmates. After we got married, we came to Shanghai to work."

"His sister..."

"Back in our hometown, Dr. Li, is something wrong?" the landlady asked anxiously.

Li Xianyu waved his hand, thinking to himself, "Did I guess wrong?"

Then why break his leg?

Li Xianyu patted his great-grandmother's shoulder: "Let's go back."

Great-grandmother: "Let me play one more round."

Screw you!

He forcibly dragged his great-grandmother away, said goodbye to the landlady, and left in the elevator.

He was tasked with finding out the details of the incident and resolving it within 24 hours. However, the shop owners failed to provide any particularly valuable clues.

The initial assessment is that it's the vengeful spirits of the deceased father and mother causing the trouble, because the son is unfilial... But that seems too arbitrary; something just doesn't feel right.

As an inexperienced newcomer, Li Xianyu encountered a problem in her first task and felt a bit at a loss. To make matters worse, her great-grandmother and senior colleagues seemed unreliable.

This is just a trivial task, rewarding 5 points, which can be exchanged for approximately 5000 RMB.

"It's just a small task, but it feels so difficult." Li Xianyu thought to himself, "I'm really suited to sitting on my desk doing problems. A scholar is useless. So what if I got into the University of Finance and Economics? I'm a theoretical expert, but a terrible craftsman."

"My dear grandson," the great-grandmother called out sweetly.

"I will absolutely not buy a gaming helmet, not even if it kills me," Li Xianyu said immediately.

Grandma snorted, grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously: "Buy it, buy it, we'll buy it when we get our salary next month."

Li Xianyu felt that he and his great-grandmother should switch roles. He had never seen his great-grandmother, who was over 150 years old, holding her 20-year-old great-grandson and acting spoiled.

Don't even think about it.

Li Xianyu's attitude was firm, and his great-grandmother had no choice but to snort angrily and kick his shin with her foot.

Great-grandmother: "Let's have Thai food tonight."

It's not that Thai food is really that delicious, but rather that she has only ever eaten the more upscale kind of food.

"My great-grandmother is inexplicably pitiful," Li Xianyu thought to herself, then decisively shook her head: "Two or three hundred yuan per person is too expensive. I can't afford it."

Great-grandmother: "Having nothing but money."

"You have no shame! How can you be so shameless?" Li Xianyu cursed, looking at Sanwu expectantly: "What do you think, Sanwu?"

Sanwu pondered for a moment and said, "I also think you guys are shameless."

The great-grandmother said angrily, "I'll pay you back when my grandson gets his salary. You're so stingy."

Sanwu: "It's you who want to ask for my opinion."

Li Xianyu smiled awkwardly: "Let's have braised chicken instead. Shaxian snacks are closed today, so we can only have braised chicken."

My mistake, I shouldn't have asked a human mockery machine for its opinion.

Sanwu calmly said, "Sorry, I accidentally revealed your shamelessness. Although it's true, I don't care about the salary. Let's go eat."

Li Xianyu covered her face: "Forget it, let's have braised chicken instead, this meal is on me."

If you don't consider the health and greenness of the ingredients, the braised chicken tastes pretty good. However, the menu is limited and can easily become monotonous, making it unsuitable for long-term consumption.

In the small shop, Li Xianyu sat opposite two scoundrels. The great-grandmother and the three-nothings had rather unrefined eating manners, but even if the pretty woman's eating manners were not elegant, they were still pleasing to the eye.

Watching his great-grandmother enjoying her meal, with her chubby cheeks, glossy cherry lips, and bright, clear eyes, Li Xianyu suddenly had a brilliant idea. With her looks, gentle voice, and graceful figure, his great-grandmother could definitely make a fortune as a live streamer. Then he could become her manager, and the two of them could dominate the live streaming world together, with a future in the entertainment industry, reaching the pinnacle of life and never having to worry about money again.

Tianfang Entertainment is just a subsidiary of Baoze Group, right? He doesn't even need to be a streamer; he can just apply to headquarters to debut. And all he needs to do is be a goofy servant under his great-grandmother's tutelage, and he'll have more money than he can spend.

My great-grandmother's extravagant spending habits suggest that only becoming a celebrity or being kept by a wealthy tycoon could satisfy her consumption needs.

But he quickly rejected the idea. His great-grandmother often said that she was a respectable person back then, too respectable, so there must be quite a few people in the bloodline world who knew her.

Considering that his deceased father once wielded a kitchen knife to cut power lines, leaving a trail of sparks and lightning, a trail of bloodshed, he would be the one to suffer if his great-grandmother were recognized.

"What are you looking at?" The great-grandmother keenly noticed her great-grandson's ill-intentioned gaze and scolded, "I always feel like you have ill intentions."

"Oh, it's a pity my dad died so young, and I had to take over his mess at such a young age and serve you, my great-aunt." Li Xianyu sighed.

"It's your great-grandmother," she corrected.

Li Xianyu said, "You also have the surname Li, right? But you didn't marry into the Li family, so you shouldn't call her Great-Grandma."

"I don't care, it sounds more prestigious to my great-grandmother," the great-grandmother said.

"Whatever makes you happy."

Grandma put down her chopsticks and patted Li Xianyu's shoulder with her small hand: "The late emperor passed away before his great undertaking was half completed. Little Liu Shan, I, your great-grandmother, have been entrusted with this mission in this time of crisis. I will assist you like the strategist Zhuge Liang."

Li Xianyu rolled his eyes: "No, let's get back to work and continue the great cause."

The grandfather and grandson were talking nonsense while eating a cheap dinner that wasn't very nutritious either.

"Waaaaah..."

A whimpering sound came from her feet. The dirty-furred Samoyed limped into the store, squatted down at her great-grandmother's feet, and stared at her with its bright black eyes.

It was covered in dirt, emaciated, and its begging eyes were timid and longing.

"A Western dog." Grandma frowned, showing her displeasure, but still swept all the chicken bones on the table onto the floor.

The Samoyed whimpered and lowered its head to nibble.

The overweight shop owner strode over, kicked the Samoyed half a meter away, and cursed, "Get lost, you stink!"

The Samoyed let out a mournful cry, even its shrill call sounded weak and feeble. It rolled twice on the ground and limped away in a panic.

Li Xianyu noticed that it had squatted down under a tree by the roadside again, listlessly licking the spot where it had been kicked, and then staring at the road ahead, motionless.

Its figure was pitiful and lonely; it was truly a defeated dog.

Li Xianyu had seen this dog many times since they lived in the same neighborhood. It always seemed to be the same, either squatting under a tree or lying down.

This is a very homebody stray dog.

If it were more diligent and willing to forage for food, it wouldn't be so thin and weak.

"The proprietress doesn't need to do this," Li Xianyu said, frowning.

"You have no idea how annoying it is. It stays at the shop entrance all day long, it's filthy and smelly. Many customers don't come because of the smell, and the property management of the community doesn't care," the shop owner complained. "I don't know what's wrong with this dog, it just stays at the shop entrance and won't leave. The owner of the Shaxian snack shop next door often beats it, but he just won't get rid of it, it's so stubborn."

Li Xianyu said, "That's because you're kind-hearted. The landlady is generous and chubby, much more magnanimous than that guy next door. I don't like eating at his place; your food is much better."

Sanwu suddenly said, "You said Shaxian is closed, so we can only have braised chicken today."

The air suddenly became quiet.

The proprietress silently turned and left.

Li Xianyu touched his forehead with his hand.

"Should we wait outside their house after we finish eating?" Li Xianyu pondered. "When the filthy thing comes out, Sanwu will take care of it."

Great-grandmother: "There's nothing dirty in it."

Li Xianyu was taken aback: "What?"

Grandma's small mouth was shiny with oil as she ate, saying, "There are no vengeful spirits in that family; I certainly didn't smell any."

Li Xianyu frowned deeply. Could it really be that the shop owner just had a mental problem? He happened to have seen the shop owner's deceased mother on the seventh day after her death, so he had formed a preconceived notion?

After finishing the meal and paying the bill, Li Xianyu wrapped the chicken bones on the table in a tissue, took them out, and prepared to throw them at that loser.

Sensing someone approaching, Samoyed immediately looked over, took a few steps back in alarm, seemingly thinking someone was coming to beat it up, and looked at Li Xianyu pitifully.

Li Xianyu squatted down and tossed the bone in front of it. The Samoyed looked at him, then looked down at the bone, sniffed, and slowly approached.

"A cheap Western dog," Grandma said disdainfully.

"Grandma, you're wrong. This thing is actually quite expensive," Li Xianyu said.

"They're just lowly dogs. Foreigners are vulgar and ugly. If people are lowly, then their dogs are lowly too," my great-grandmother declared emphatically.

Li Xianyu shrugged: "Here we go again. My Great Qing Dynasty is already dead."

Grandma said, "Although the Qing Dynasty has fallen, the nation has not perished, and its heritage has not been lost. China is a vast and resource-rich land, blessed with outstanding people and beautiful scenery."

Li Xianyu remained silent for a moment, then suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

Grandma glared at her angrily: "Is this Western dog yours?"

Li Xianyu: "???"

Grandma scolded, "Foreigners bombarded our Great Qing's vast land, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities, leaving the people suffering and destitute. You unworthy descendants, raising foreign dogs and fawning on foreigners, are simply despicable. When I awoke decades ago, I didn't see so many Western dogs, but now they've become an infestation."

Li Xianyu: "..."

Great-grandmother: "You say they are your family, but when those foreign devils killed your ancestors, did they treat us as family?"

Has Grandma finally lost her mind?

Or perhaps he has lived too long, become mentally unstable, and is now recalling the unbearable memories of his homeland's fall?

He looked at Sanwu, only to find that Sanwu's gaze went over his shoulder and was fixed on a certain spot behind him.

"What are you looking at?" Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat.

Sanwu: "There's something behind you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Xianyu suddenly felt a burning sensation in her eyes, the heat stimulating her tear ducts, and tears welled up. At the same time, a cold wind blew behind her, making the hairs on her back stand on end.