Recently, the world appeared peaceful, with no major events taking place, yet within many ancient great powers and clans, there was a fair amount of chickens flying and dogs jumping.
At the Tian family ancestral residence, the old Tian woman whom Qin Yang had saved was tugging Tian Family Old Ancestor's ear with one hand while spraying him with a torrent of abuse.
"I've only been dead for a few years, and you've already tossed the Tian family into this state. What have you been doing?"
Tian Family Old Ancestor, who had lorded it over others from on high for who knew how many years, half-squatted there and cooperatively let the old Tian woman pull his ear, wearing a bitter expression and not daring to retort.
Only a few years? By her reckoning, everyone in the world who had lived through these past few years would be famous enough to count one by one on their fingers.
But he did not dare say that aloud. He only dared grumble a couple of lines in his heart.
After all, he knew that his elder sister had lost a great deal of her memories. Judging by what she still remembered, not much time truly had passed. Calling it a few years was not too excessive.
His ear was nearly being torn off, yet Tian Family Old Ancestor still relished it. At his age, let alone blood relatives of his generation or old friends from the past, even among the generations of his great-grandsons' great-grandsons, few remained alive.
Now, an elder sister had suddenly appeared, and she was still alive. Whether she had become neither human nor ghost was unimportant. There were plenty of resources and methods to let his elder sister preserve her clarity and reason, then cultivate the ghost path.
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