Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 166 - The Unique Ancestor

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: The Unique Ancestor

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: The Unique Ancestor

When Xia Xin caught Wang Xinjun’s gaze, he forced a dry laugh, perhaps it wasn’t a sign, but rather…

Silently, Xia Xin looked toward the golden statue of the ancestral master, then glanced at Jiangli.

Jiangli tsks softly, fingers tapping lightly on the incense table, “Alright, old man, it’s my fault. I forgot to change to the good agarwood for you. I’ll go buy some and replace it later. Don’t go scaring the young ones.”

Wang Yao: “…”

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He stared at Jiangli, feeling even more that something was amiss.

As her voice faded, Jiangli gave Xia Xin a look, “Bring over three more sticks of incense.”

Xiaxin hurriedly fetched three more sticks of incense and, after lighting them, handed them to Wang Yao.

Although Wang Yao had never dealt with this before, he knew that having the incense break was definitely not a good omen.

He was afraid it might be some kind of sign.

Seeing the three sticks of incense in Xia Xin’s hand, he feared they might break again.

Xia Xin, noticing what he was worried about, reassured him, “Nothing will happen, Mr. Wang. Please feel free to use these, and rest assured, nothing will go wrong this time.”

Wang Yao took them, albeit skeptically, and bowed his head rigidly, thumping it against the floor three times.

This time, the incense didn’t break.

He securely placed the three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

As he saw the wafting white smoke, Wang Yao’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.

He hadn’t expected… that a bit of intimidation would actually work.

Could it be that everyone from Jiaoyang Temple, from the ancestral master to the juniors, was out of the ordinary?

“Alright, let’s head out.”

While Wang Yao was lost in thought, Jiangli started walking outside.

Anxiously, Xia Xin said apologetically to Wang Xinjun and Wang Yao, “I am so sorry, Uncle Wang, Mr. Wang. The abbot hasn’t had lunch yet, so I will go out to eat with her. If there are any issues, we can talk about them later.”

Wang Yao and Wang Xinjun nodded, following them out of Jiaoyang Temple.

As Xia Xin locked the temple gate, Jiangli, seeing Wang Xinjun getting ready to hail a taxi, asked, “How is your daughter doing now?”

Upon hearing this, Xia Xin also looked over.

Wang Xinjun, lifting his head from his cellphone, replied, “She’s fine now, Abbot. My daughter Zixin is not in any trouble anymore. We just got back from H City this morning. She’s just weak at the moment, so I have her resting at home. When she’s a bit stronger, I’ll bring her here to offer incense and incense money to the ancestral master.”

Jiangli’s tone was indifferent, “The incense money isn’t important. Just come and light incense for the ancestral master. Otherwise, wasn’t his blessing for you in vain?”

Wang Xinjun, unsure of how his daughter’s rescue was related to the ancestral master, and remembering this was Jiaoyang Temple, simply nodded, “Certainly, Abbot. Don’t worry, once Zixin gets a bit better, I’ll bring her over.”

Jiangli nodded slightly.

“Uncle Wang, pay extra attention to Zixin’s wellbeing,” Xia Xin said as he locked up, his concern evident. “She must be struggling with what happened recently. She must be struggling to accept it. Spend more time with her. If she’s feeling down, let her come to Jiaoyang Temple to sit and calm her mind, rather than having her brood alone at home.”

Wang Xinjun nodded vigorously, “Yes, I was thinking the same. Oh, by the way, I came over today actually to tell you, Xiaoxin, that I’m not planning to reopen the internet café any time soon. I need to be with Zixin for a while; we can talk about the café later.”

Xia Xin responded, “That’s the right thing to do, Uncle Wang. You’re busy with important matters; you don’t need to worry about me. I’m learning from the abbot now, and it’s going pretty well.”

Wang Xinjun looked at Jiangli, who usually seemed so cold but clearly had real skills. Xia Xin learning from her could only be beneficial.

He nodded his head, no longer worried.

The group then parted ways at the entrance of Jiaoyang Temple.