Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 737 - 315 Judgment from the Heavenly Dao (Second Update)_2

Chapter 737: 315 Judgment from the Heavenly Dao (Second Update)_2

Reason and emotion collided, and in that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of confusion.

"I am Sang Kunrou’s descendant. I must not only clear his name but also reclaim the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Vermilion Bird forces he painstakingly established. I can’t let his efforts become tools for evildoers; if that were to happen, his spirit in Heaven would never find peace."

The young girl was evidently so youthful, yet at that moment, her expression radiated a mountain-shaking perseverance and determination.

Indeed, the blood of Sang Kunrou ran through her veins—a resolute and unyielding spirit entirely different from the Yu Family.

Even Sang Ziming in her day was renowned as an exemplary heroine among women.

He never met Sang Ziming, but he had heard stories: Yu Fuli’s pair of eyes bore an uncanny resemblance to his grandmother’s.

The young girl before him had the same pair of eyes. As time changes and stars shift, as human hearts waver, perhaps the only constant in this world is the lineage carried by the genes.

"I’ve laid everything bare without reservation, enough to prove my sincerity. Whether to believe or not depends entirely on you. You don’t need to answer me now. Take Yu Fuce back; go and see for yourself the boundless atrocities your masters, whom you pledge allegiance to, have inflicted upon this world. Look and decide whether they are worth your sacrifices—your life and your comrades’ lives—for their defense."

The sound of footsteps faded away, yet that voice kept echoing in his mind, like a spell he couldn’t break free from.

What is loyalty, what is justice, what is duty...

His mind was chaotic.

——

"They have successfully left Siland."

Sai’er looked up cautiously at the young girl sitting on the sofa and said carefully, "Letting him go just like this—isn’t it too easy for him?"

The girl smiled faintly, "The Art of War’s strategy for offense and battle states: ’If pressed, soldiers will rebel; if retreated, their morale will decrease. Pursue but do not hound; exhaust their strength, and break their will...’"

Her crimson lips parted slightly, her smile cold and faint: "Scatter them and then capture them—no blood on the blade."

Sai’er scratched his head, not understanding.

He only remembered the four words "The Art of War." It seemed he should find the book and study it carefully.

Shen You’an curved her lips slightly. If Yu Fusheng were pushed too hard, the old fox would surely launch a desperate counterattack, harming his enemies while also damaging himself. Whereas letting Yu Fuce escape not only diminished the opponent’s morale, making them less vigilant, but also planted a hidden "landmine" to exploit, securing a twofold advantage.

This was the strategy of "luring them to capture later," with another divinatory principle: seek clarity and have integrity.

Overcoming danger must be done like the patience of a Hunter stalking its prey.

No rush—time was on her side.

"Bob did well this time. Be sure to thank him for me."

Sai’er immediately replied, "Helping you is his honor."

"Don’t worry. I’ll find a chance to help him take the leader’s position. Until then, he need only bide his time patiently."

Shen You’an stood up and said indifferently, "Close the shop for a few days. Even if it’s pretense, we must keep up appearances."

Sai’er winced at the prospect: "Closing for even one day would mean countless losses in daily revenue..."

Shen You’an smiled sweetly, "That man’s an old fox. Fooling him won’t be easy with simple tricks—sometimes you have to bleed a little. Rest assured, I’ll recover every penny with interest sooner or later."

Suddenly struck by a thought, Sai’er asked, "Boss, what about the young man? Since he was captured, he has tried to commit suicide several times."

Shen You’an chuckled, "Keep an eye on him. He absolutely cannot die. Make sure he has good food and drinks; take care of him well."

Shen You’an took a car back to the old castle, where the elders had already gone to bed.

The maid who attended to them reported on their day in meticulous detail—what meals they ate, what words they spoke, whom they interacted with.

After waking, the elders exhibited no signs of discomfort with the change in surroundings, accepting everything with remarkable calm.

They ate their meals on schedule, slept on schedule, and complied with every instruction given by the maid—as obedient as puppet dolls.

Watching the surveillance footage on her tablet, Shen You’an’s eyes gradually reddened with tears.

Her grandmother was insightful and surely suspected something. Yet she showed no distress, accepting it all with serenity.

To the elders, there was nothing left to lose, so accepting what came with tranquility was a form of life wisdom.

Because Shen Qiunong believed that the girl would not harm them.

But this very acceptance made her heart ache even more.

"Boss, you’ve been busy lately—I barely see you around."

Chong Ming casually ambled in, munching on an apple.

Shen You’an glanced at him and made a ruthless observation: "You’ve gained weight."

Chong Ming instinctively touched his face and plopped down opposite Shen You’an: "It’s your fault... Your family cook makes meals too good to resist, so I keep eating nonstop."

"Are you settling in well here?"

Chong Ming almost laughed out loud, standing akimbo: "Settling in? Oh, I’ve adapted too perfectly! Boss, this place is heaven on earth. I absolutely love it—I’d gladly live here forever! Don’t worry, just leave the duty of caring for the elders to me; I promise I’ll make sure they’re properly cared for and always smiling."

On this matter, Shen You’an had no doubt. Chong Ming was lively and could talk endlessly; he was exactly the type elders adored. With him around, their smiles were bound to increase.

"I’ll be returning home the day after tomorrow."

Chong Ming paused mid-bite on his apple and looked at Shen You’an with reluctance: "Boss..."

"How about you come back with me?"

Chong Ming: ...

"Wishing you a smooth journey."

Shen You’an shook her head with a smile, "Go wander the streets when you have time. If anything happens, find Aidan—he’ll help you solve it. Take care of yourself."

"Boss." Chong Ming scratched his head.

"I heard the Huacai City in Siland is quite fun. I invested all my money in the stock market; could you lend me some? I want to try my luck there."

Shen You’an glared at him: "If you dare to try your luck there, I’ll break your legs myself."

Chong Ming thought to himself: Boss is so fierce. She won’t let me go... but that doesn’t mean I can’t sneak in and go anyway.