Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 972 - 487: Reunion (Part 2)

He didn’t dare to slack off and immediately went downstairs to meet them personally.

It turned out, he realized he had seen the two people somewhere before.

One had a slender face, messy long hair and a beard, giving off a wild and unrestrained vibe.

The other wore black-framed glasses, exuding the refined air of a university professor.

Chen Xu’an looked at them closely and felt that these two matched the descriptions Fang Cheng had given.

He dared not make any noise and used verbal tactics to temporarily stabilize the two, pretending he needed to go upstairs to consult his grandmother, and quickly dialed the number Fang Cheng had left for him.

"...That’s basically the situation."

Chen Xu’an summarized on the phone and after a pause, carefully asked:

"However, I’m not quite sure if they are the ones you’re looking for; we might need you to come over, Mr. Bai, to identify them personally."

Fang Cheng listened without any hesitation and immediately nodded.

"Alright, we’re coming right over."

After exchanging a few words, he put the receiver back on the desk phone.

Lin Chuqiao, Pan Wendi, and Bai Ling all stared at him with anticipation written on their faces.

"How was it?"

Lin Chuqiao asked softly.

Fang Cheng’s expression was equally peculiar:

"We’ve found them, but they actually came looking for us themselves."

"Ah..."

Lin Chuqiao and the others were taken aback, displaying looks of confusion.

Fang Cheng didn’t explain further, merely gesturing with his hand:

"They’re at the Chen Family now; we’re heading over right away."

Having said that, he turned and went back to the bedroom, promptly changing his clothes.

Seeing this, the others couldn’t bother with breakfast, getting ready to head over to the Chen Family to check things out.

The car swiftly maneuvered through the morning rush in Cui City District.

After half an hour, the black extended Lincoln slowly stopped in front of the ornate gate of Chen Family Manor.

This venerable residence, having weathered many storms, appeared more majestic in the morning light.

Unlike during their last visit, which felt desolate and tense, the atmosphere at Chen Family Manor had noticeably eased.

While the security at the entrance was still strict, it felt less tense and more orderly.

The bloody chaos of that night seemed long washed away.

Fang Cheng got out of the car and looked up at the closed gate, his gaze

"Mr. Bai, Miss Chu, finally, you’ve arrived!"

The gate opened in response, and Housekeeper Li Tiansheng hurriedly came out to greet them.

His eyes showed clear dark circles, yet his spirit was extremely vibrant.

Since being confused by Xuan Zhen and knocked unconscious by Pan Wendi, he had slept for nearly a full day; now that the black magic was lifted, he was back to normal.

Upon seeing Fang Cheng and the others, the old housekeeper’s face immediately broke into a relieved smile, rushing forward to greet them.

"Housekeeper Li, you’ve worked hard."

Lin Chuqiao nodded toward Li Tiansheng, her tone carrying a hint of courtesy.

"Not at all, Mr. Bai and Miss Chu are the ones who’ve worked hard."

Li Tiansheng waved his hand repeatedly, adopting a low posture.

Clearly, he had heard from others.

The borrowing of the body "Chen Hongye" was precisely defeated by Fang Cheng and the others, and the catastrophic crisis the Chen Family faced was also smoothly resolved by them, hence his full-hearted reverence for the group.

Afterward, Li Tiansheng stepped aside and gestured inside the manor:

"The two esteemed guests have been waiting in the living room for quite some time, accompanied by our second young master."

"Thanks, Housekeeper Li."

Fang Cheng nodded, allowing him to lead the way.

The group passed through the serene courtyard and arrived at the main hall of the manor.

The living room was bright and clean, with sunlight filtering through the glass and spilling over the rustic mahogany furniture.

The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood and a touch of elegant tea aroma.

As soon as Fang Cheng stepped into the living room, his gaze immediately landed on the sofa area.

There, Chen Xu’an was conversing with two individuals.

One was slightly frail-looking, with long hair casually draped over his shoulders.

Even after being somewhat groomed, it still retained an unrestrained messiness.

He wore a dark jacket, facing Fang Cheng sideways, engaging in conversation with the man next to him.

"Uncle?"

Fang Cheng’s heart skipped a beat as he instantly recognized the silhouette.

Before he could greet them, Bai Ling, who also made out the two figures, couldn’t contain his excitement, blurting out:

"Crow, Professor!"

The crisp shout instantly echoed in the living room, interrupting the previous whispers.

The two men on the sofa suddenly paused and turned around sharply.

What Fang Cheng saw was the familiar face of his uncle.

Li Dingjian’s eyes instantly burst with intense joy and disbelief upon seeing the visitor:

"Ah Cheng? How are you here?!"

He almost jumped up, so excited that he waved his hands and feet, nearly knocking over the tea table beside him.

The man next to him, wearing black-rimmed glasses with a scholarly demeanor, was the "Professor" Ye Zhiran.

His face also showed obvious surprise, followed by a flicker of complex emotions in his eyes.

"Mr. Bai, Miss Chu, you’ve arrived!"

Chen Xu’an then snapped back to reality, quickly stepped forward with a broad smile, leading Fang Cheng and the others towards the sofa, while introducing:

"These are the guests I mentioned earlier."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Lin Chuqiao nodded to Chen Xu’an, her lips curved into a polite smile.

Li Dingjian and Ye Zhiran watched Fang Cheng and the others, and then looked at Chen Xu’an, their eyes full of confusion and doubt.

They were obviously unclear about how Fang Cheng and Lin Chuqiao were connected to Mr. Chen from the Chen family and why they were treated so respectfully.

"Crow, Professor."

Fang Cheng quickly regained his composure, pretending not to be very familiar, stepped forward and greeted: "We meet again."

"How did you end up here? Did you encounter any danger? Does your family know?"

Li Dingjian, however, rushed over and hugged Fang Cheng, heavily patting his back, and continuously asked.

"I’m fine."

Fang Cheng felt this long-lost familial affection, a trace of warmth flickered in his eyes.

Yet in his heart, he was a bit helpless, thinking how his uncle was not as composed as himself.

Li Dingjian was not a fool. After the initial excitement, he quickly realized the occasion was inappropriate, hurriedly coughed a few times to calm down, and released Fang Cheng from his embrace.

Pan Wendi, standing beside, stroked his chin, watching the slightly awkward "family reunion" drama with great interest.

Chen Xu’an stood at a distance, wisely choosing not to intervene.

Though curious about Crow and Professor’s identities, he understood boundaries, knowing some things are private and should not be pried into by outsiders.

Once Fang Cheng saw his uncle had regained his composure, he then asked in return:

"Crow, I kept calling you from East Capital, why didn’t you answer? I thought something had happened to you, so I specially brought my companions to Tian Nan Province to support you."

Upon hearing this, Li Dingjian hesitated slightly and glanced at Ye Zhiran beside him.

Ye Zhiran slightly nodded, signaling it was okay.

"Ah, it’s a long story."

Li Dingjian finally sighed, the joy on his face waned slightly, replaced by a hint of seriousness:

"The Professor and I came to Tian Nan this time to hunt down a traitor from seventeen years ago. According to the clues, we went to a primitive village over in Siam, which had no signal at all, so I couldn’t receive your calls."

He paused, wiped his face, and continued:

"Just after we finished business over in Siam, we hurriedly crossed the border, rushing back to Cui City, preparing to cut off all traces left by the traitor."

At this point, Li Dingjian’s expression suddenly changed, he grabbed Fang Cheng’s arm vigilantly, lowered his voice to warn:

"Ah Cheng, that guy is extremely sinister!"

"It doesn’t have a physical form; it’s an Evil Ghost that’s been haunting the Chen family, its methods are sinister and eerie, elusive, you must be very careful."

Bai Ling listened nearby, chuckling, waved her small fists playfully:

"Crow, you can rest assured, that old monster was already dealt with by Mr. Bai, its soul scattered away!"

When Li Dingjian and Ye Zhiran heard this, they were both stunned.

They looked at Fang Cheng in astonishment, their eyes full of surprise, followed by a flash of realization, as if they finally unraveled the doubts in their hearts.

"You mean... that night, it was you who severely damaged Xuan Zhen’s Divine Soul in the Spiritual Secret Realm?"

Li Dingjian asked out loud,

Fang Cheng nodded lightly:

"Yes, not only was Xuan Zhen’s Divine Soul severely damaged, but it also has completely perished."

"What?"

Li Dingjian gasped.

He understood the difficulty of dealing with Xuan Zhen, this old ghost, never expecting Fang Cheng could solve this old monster alone.

At this moment, Ye Zhiran suddenly stood up, eyes fixed on Fang Cheng, urgently asked:

"How did you do it? Did he call for help from someone at the end?"

"He did call for help."

Fang Cheng slightly paused, eyes calmly observing the other, replied:

"However, it was of no use, as I shattered the spatial channel before anyone could appear."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiran’s pupils shrank, shock intensified on his face.