A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 324

It was an exceptionally sharp blade.

Ji Nian watched as a strand of hair snapped the moment it touched the edge, and she couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

"I can’t even imagine how effective this would be for cutting hemorrhoids."

Satisfied, Ji Nian curled her fingers and tapped the gleaming blade.

The guard responsible for delivering the gift wore a frozen smile: "……"

Huh????????

Commander Yu turned his gaze toward the bamboo screen across from him. The soothing, peculiar scent of incense in the air calmed his nerves somewhat.

He had only come because his wife, after learning what he’d done, had twisted his ear and scolded him thoroughly.

She said asking for favors wasn’t done like this—it lacked sincerity.

And so, he had come in person to negotiate terms.

"What do you want?"

Ji Tingzhou walked in, no longer hiding behind pretenses. Commander Yu studied his face carefully—he was surprisingly young, so much so that one might believe he was only twenty.

At the question, Ji Tingzhou took a leisurely sip of tea, which only fueled Commander Yu’s irritation. Accustomed to swift, decisive action, he found this slow, deliberate demeanor unbearable, and an inexplicable anger rose within him.

Just as he was nearing the brink of losing his temper, Ji Tingzhou finally wiped the corner of his lips, rubbed the jade ring on his finger, and met his hawk-like gaze head-on.

"Ji Xi."

Truthfully, Commander Yu had already guessed.

The faint, lingering fragrance in the air seeped into his limbs, reminding him of the conversation he’d had with his wife before coming.

"I don’t need a young body, nor do I want to live forever. As long as you stay by my side, and we age naturally, healthily, and peacefully together—that’s my greatest wish."

His wife, whose legs had suddenly regained sensation, had also regained her vitality. It had been so long since he’d seen her smile without a trace of gloom.

Commander Yu couldn’t bear to abandon Mu Xiu’s experiments, but this was his wife’s wish.

"Fine."

"From now on, Ji Xi has no ties to the Yu family."

With that, he stood and left.

...

Ji Xi stared at his phone. For days, no one had called him.

He refused to eat, but since he wouldn’t starve to death, no one bothered with him.

"...Mom."

Muttering to himself, he tapped the screen awake again after it automatically dimmed, stubbornly checking and rechecking that his phone still had credit.

He was certain his mother would contact him.

She wasn’t avoiding him—she was just delayed by something.

Or maybe she was upset because things hadn’t gone smoothly.

After all, no matter what, he had still given Ji Tingzhou thirty vials of the serum, slowing down progress.

"Mom must be angry..."

He gnawed nervously at his fingers, his gaze gradually hardening with resolve.

"Liu He!! Liu He!!!"

He rushed out, searching frantically for the man in charge.

Before long, a familiar figure appeared, but the expression on his face was oddly off. Unfortunately, Ji Xi was too frantic to notice.

"Liu He, go find out what’s happening with the Ji family."

When Liu He didn’t move, Ji Xi grabbed a nearby vase and hurled it at him. "Go! Now!"

Ji Tingzhou had to lose his mind—that was the gift he’d promised his mother. A good child keeps their word.

He didn’t want to be locked away again, lying cold and still in a cultivation pod.

"The Ji family’s situation?"

"You want to know?"

Liu He’s tone was strange, but Ji Xi was too impatient to care, snarling at him to hurry up and investigate.

Stepping over the shattered fragments, Liu He murmured softly, "Sure..."

Ji Xi, sensitive to malice, instantly sensed something was wrong—but it was too late.

Liu He moved swiftly, punching him unconscious before he could react.

...

When Ji Xi woke again, his vision was filled with blinding white.

He was bound, the familiar color, the familiar scent of disinfectant—he realized instantly where he was, and his face paled.

Memories flooded back, and before he could even process his surroundings, he let out a terrified scream: "AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! DON’T TOUCH ME!!! DON’T TOUCH ME!!!!!"

Then, clutching his head, he sobbed, "Mom, I was wrong!!!! Don’t do this to me! I’m your good boy, I’ll listen, I’ll obey!!!!!"

Bruce nearly got kicked in the chin.

Without Ji Nian needing to say a word, he swiftly found a sedative and managed to inject it.

In the past, he’d never have done such menial tasks himself—his assistants handled them. But now, working under Ji Nian, he was more than willing.

Despite her youth, his teacher was ruthlessly strict, but being by her side felt like cultivating in some immortal realm—if pharmacology were a path to ascension, he’d probably be breaking through from Golden Core to Nascent Soul by now.

"What’s wrong with him?"

Some past trauma?

After the sedative took effect, Ji Xi gradually quieted down.

Only then did Bruce begin drawing blood.

Ji Nian watched silently for a while before her phone suddenly rang.

Wei Yang had found You Er.

...

You Er had nearly died.

He’d hidden in a storage-like area of the lab for almost five days, surviving on whatever nameless flowers he found in the crates.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave—he couldn’t.

Their cover had been blown, forcing them into a chaotic skirmish. The enemy had tried to gas them, but before the mission, Ji Nian had equipped everyone with comprehensive antidotes and toxins, so the ploy failed.

The other side hadn’t gained any advantage—in fact, they’d nearly poisoned their own people.

The tide had been in their favor, but then a man appeared out of nowhere, turning the tables completely.

Not only had You Er lost contact with the others, but he’d also been trapped here, unable to escape.

When Wei Yang arrived, he’d assumed it was one of the lab’s people. The blade hidden in his palm flicked out, but the other man dodged.

"You Er?"

Only ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‍when he spoke did You Er recognize the voice. His tightly wound nerves finally relaxed as he was pulled out from behind the crates.

"Why are you here...?"

Wei Yang was assigned to protect Ji Nian—he rarely left her side.

Wei Yang helped him up, taking in his haggard appearance. "You’ve been silent too long. Ji Nian was worried something happened, so she sent me to check."

A faint smile tugged at You Er’s usually expressionless face.

If Wei Yang hadn’t come, his mind might have shattered before his body gave out.

But at least someone remembered him.

Someone was waiting for him to return.

...

"When they retreated, they destroyed everything they could. But it seems there was an accident—some things weren’t wiped in time. This is what we recovered."

Before leaving, Ji Nian had instructed Wei Yang to take anything and everything of value.

The result was Wei Yang stripping the lab bare, leaving almost nothing but the floor.

Ji Nian eagerly sifted through the stacks of documents Wei Yang’s team had organized.

Then her pupils constricted.

"Clones!?"

She’d suspected, but she hadn’t imagined they’d be this insane.

Clones.

The process involved creating young replicas of the original body, then transplanting the original consciousness into the clone via surgery.

Scientific rejuvenation—returning to eighteen in the truest sense.

Meanwhile, an accidentally recovered flash drive made its way into Ji Tingzhou’s hands.

As he examined its contents, his previously indifferent gaze suddenly sharpened.

Beside him, Zhiliao’s dark eyes burned with fury.

This is an experimental record from fourteen years ago.

The report indicates that the researchers performed a craniotomy on Experiment Subject No. 1 shortly after birth. After the procedure was completed, Subject No. 1 ceased breathing.

A month later, Experiment Subject No. 2—derived from a division of Subject No. 1—successfully opened its eyes.

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