Dragon Raja: I practiced Naruto ninjutsu next to Lu Mingfei.

Su Xiaoqiang sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, then suddenly said, "I want to change my song for tomorrow's campus singing competition."

"Huh?" Liu Miaomiao was taken aback. "What song do you want to change to? I need to practice songs that are too difficult beforehand."

"It's not difficult." Su Xiaoqiang smiled and then hummed a melody.

Liu Miaomiao knew what song it was as soon as she heard it: "Oh, this song is not difficult to play, but it seems a bit difficult to sing. There are a lot of vocal transitions in it, but singing it well can earn you extra points and I guess you can win an award."

"I just want to sing this song; whether I win an award or not doesn't matter."

"Whatever you want, I'm just an instrumentalist anyway." Liu Miaomiao roughly knew why she wanted to change the song; it must be related to her boyfriend again.

People in love are truly unpredictable.

……

It takes about two hours to drive from Shanghai to Yangcheng Lake in Kunshan.

But Gu Ran was standing on the lakeside in less than forty minutes.

He arrived by helicopter.

Yangcheng Lake is very large and stretches as far as the eye can see, but it's a bit cold, so I had no heart to appreciate it.

"Mr. Gu, this way please." The person leading Gu Ran was a middle-aged butler named Li Quan. He was very respectful and meticulous to Gu Ran, but he was also a serious person, so they didn't chat much on the way.

There is a manor on the lake, surrounded by an iron fence.

The estate covers a large area, and surprisingly, it has an open-air, full-size synthetic basketball court where several four- or five-year-old children are playing basketball, creating a lively atmosphere with their laughter.

Gu Ran quickly arrived at the main building, a five-story villa with a simple and plain white exterior, clearly prioritizing practicality.

Gu Ran noticed that there were still clothes left on the terrace, indicating that it was usually used as a clothes-drying area, giving it a very homey feel.

Butler Li Quan led Gu Ran to a lawn. On one side of the lawn, there was a large stone table with five people sitting around it, and a bodyguard-like figure standing behind someone.

After Li Quan led Gu Ran to the pavilion, he left without saying a word, without even introducing the people around him.

Fortunately, Gu Ran recognized one of the five people sitting there.

Zhang Wanjun, the kind-hearted sister-in-law.

The people around Gu Ran looked him over but didn't say anything.

Gu Ran thought to herself, "I wonder what kind of mysterious organization you guys are gathering here. It's one thing to be mysterious, but you're also making people feel awkward."

He wasn't intimidated at all; he casually found a stone bench and sat down on his own.

"Oh, what are you doing here?" he said to Zhang Wanjun.

Zhang Wanjun was still wearing a gothic-style dress today, but she wore a leather jacket over it.

Her face remained as cold as ice, but upon seeing Gu Ran, her expression softened somewhat. She no longer cared about his flippant tone, after all, her nephew had already spanked her...

She was about to speak to her nephew, with whom she had become very close, about the current situation.

But a middle-aged man sitting next to her suddenly scolded Gu Ran: "How dare you be so disrespectful! These are all elders sitting here. Do you have the right to speak?"

Gu Ran was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him with an annoyance: "How old are you? Are you the same age as Angers?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback. He knew Angers; the leader of the Secret Party was very famous in the mixed-race world and was over 130 years old.

He didn't understand what Gu Ran meant by those words.

“I am Angers’ student, which means I am only below Angers in seniority. And Angers… should be of the same generation as your father, right? So, in that sense, you and I are of the same generation!” Gu Ran’s logic was impeccable, but it was somewhat unreasonable.

"Absurd!" The middle-aged man was furious and suddenly slammed his hand on the stone table, but was stopped by the old man sitting in the middle.

"This table was made for me by my granddaughter. I like it very much. Please don't break it."

The old man seemed to be the owner of the place; as soon as he spoke, the irritable middle-aged man calmed down.

The old man in the middle was brewing tea. After it was ready, he took a cup and gave the first cup of tea to Gu Ran.

“My name is Ji Yuanhua. I’m a doctor who specializes in toxin research. I’m an old friend of your principal. I’m about a hundred years older than you, so just call me… Brother Ji.”

Well, he really is an old man.

But what do you mean by pretending to be young in front of me?

Trying to take advantage of me?

Gu Ran was both amused and exasperated.

Chapter 191 Unworthy Descendants?

The middle-aged man who had been talking to Gu Ran about seniority now felt uneasy.

What does this mean? If Gu Ran really calls Ji Yuanhua that, wouldn't he be putting me in a lower position in terms of seniority?

"Grandpa, please don't joke around." Gu Ran thanked him, took the teacup and took a sip: "It's a wonderful aged Pu'er tea. I've only ever had such a wonderful tea in the principal's office."

"That tea was most likely stolen from me by that old bastard Angers!" Ji Yuanhua's smile vanished as he spoke of it, and he said through gritted teeth, "It was eighty-three years ago, on the winter solstice. I remember it very clearly!"

Gu Ran chuckled ingratiatingly and then fell silent. Good heavens, Angers really enjoys stealing things.

Fortunately, Ji Yuanhua did not continue the topic. He continued to serve tea to the other four people, first to the white-haired old man on his left, then to the middle-aged man, then to Zhang Wanjun, and finally to the young woman on the far side.

Then, Ji Yuanhua started chatting with Gu Ran. He first introduced his house, saying that he usually liked to live here to grow flowers and plants, and occasionally go fishing by the lake.

Those playing basketball on the court are all his grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren, but the generations are so confusing that even he himself can't figure it out.

While he was talking to Gu Ran, the other four listened quietly.

Zhang Wanjun would occasionally drift off into thought, glancing at her eldest nephew from time to time.

Then I felt a bit of pain in my buttocks.

"Mr. Ji, you sent me all this way not just to chat about everyday things, but also to speak ill of the principal, right?"

The old man seemed to have not chatted with a young man like Gu Ran in a long time, and he went on and on about it.

Gu Ran had to interrupt and get straight to the point.

The others were also tired of hearing it, but they were too embarrassed to say anything.

Old Ji chuckled, "Young people are just too impatient. If Angers were here, he would definitely hold back and try to probe my intentions and how I could maximize my benefits..."

“The principal leads the secret party and is a leader. I’m just a student who likes to be free.” Gu Ran took another sip of tea.

Seeing Gu Ran's reaction, Old Man Ji got straight to the point: "I invited you here today because I want your help in detoxifying me."

It turns out that Old Ji had a patient who had been poisoned by a kind of bone-attaching poison, and the poison had not been completely cleared up.

He also tried Hua Tuo's method of scraping the bone to remove poison, but the poison was very tricky. If it was not scraped clean the first time, it would come back. So after scraping twice, this plan could not be continued.

The bones have been scraped away, but the poison is still there. What should we do?

Old Man Ji was one of the people who watched Gu Ran detoxify with Angers. After learning about Gu Ran's methods, he had been trying to find a way to invite him to come and help.

"Actually, I've already prepared the antidote for the poison, but it's not very effective when taken orally. It can only inhibit the spread of the toxin, and when applied externally, it can't penetrate into the bones." Old Ji carefully chose his words. He hadn't been doing anything honorable by secretly watching Gu Ran detoxify.

He continued, "Angers said you might have a solution, so I asked you to come and give it a try."

"I do have some ideas, but I'll have to see the patient first to discuss the specifics," Gu Ran said after thinking for a moment.

Old Ji looked at the white-haired old man beside him and said, "Look, this is the patient."

Then Old Man Ji gave a brief introduction.

The elderly man with white hair is named Lü Zhong, and the young woman is named Lü Xue'er, her granddaughter.

You can't judge the age of mixed-race people by their appearance, and Gu Ran didn't know how old they were either.

Upon hearing their surnames, he guessed that they might be from the Lü family, and then looked at Zhang Wanjun.

Zhang Wanjun said with a cold expression, "Don't look at me. If you want to get treatment, then get treatment; if you don't want to get treatment, then don't. You're a grown woman; you can make your own decisions."

Although her tone was harsh, she was actually reminding Gu Ran that he had a lot of autonomy in this matter.

What a proud and arrogant aunt!

Ji Yuanhua remained silent, clearly having heard about the conflict between the Lü family and Gu Ran.

The two members of the Lü family were in an even more difficult position, because they were indeed in the wrong regarding the previous incident.

But the hot-tempered middle-aged man suddenly shouted at Gu Ran again:

"You good-for-nothing! I told you to treat your elders, so just do it properly. There's no question of whether you want to or not. Get back to treating them right now!"

Gu Ran glanced at it and smiled speechlessly.

He looked at Zhang Wanjun: "Who is this idiot anyway?"

"How dare you! What did you say?" The middle-aged man stood up angrily, staring coldly at Gu Ran.

Zhang Wanjun sat steadily, her lips twitching slightly, as if she wanted to laugh but held it back.

She said calmly, "He is my father."

This time, Gu Ran was stunned. His sister-in-law's father was my maternal grandfather.

"You and my mom, you don't have the same dad, do you?"

Zhang Wanjun shrugged: "Unfortunately, it really is."

Gu Ran laughed in exasperation: "Was my mother's departure from the Zhang family back then because of this old man?"

“Ninety-two percent of the reason is true,” Zhang Wanjun said.

"Nonsense!" At this moment, the middle-aged man Zhang Youlong glared angrily at his daughter Zhang Wanjun, "What are you doing fooling around with a junior? You have no manners as an elder at all."

Zhang Wanjun seemed used to the man's attitude. She drank a cup of tea indifferently, too lazy to say anything.

"Alright, alright, you're all family, there's no need to make such a fuss over an outsider like me." The white-haired old man, Lü Zhong, who was sitting to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

Zhang Youlong said to Lü Zhong, "Brother, don't worry. Although I don't know you well, I respect what your family has done. Just as I promised before, I will definitely let this kid cure your poison. You won't die, and you will definitely live to be a hundred years old."

“I…” Lu Zhong’s voice trailed off. He was eighty years old this year… which would be considered old age in the world of mixed-race people.

Even if you live to be a hundred, you can only live for twenty years.

Gu Ran was even more speechless upon hearing this. Who are you? What gives you the right to make decisions for me?

He asked Zhang Wanjun, "How come his emotional intelligence is even lower than yours? At least you know to speak politely when you're asking for help."

Zhang Wanjun rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything.