Designing Qiu Yuan

Qiu SiPing nodded in satisfaction. Only by wielding both kindness and authority could he make the other party protect his grandson more faithfully.

Qiu SiPing casually tossed the black sphere to Jiang Ping An, then turned to his grandson, Qiu Yuan.

"Xiao Yuan, put Jiang Ping An's matter aside for now. When the chance comes, I'll take you to kill him. Your grandfather has important business to handle first."

Qiu Yuan's face was full of resentment. "That bastard Jiang Ping An—don't let me find him, or I'll chop him into eight pieces!"

That damned Jiang Ping An—who knew where he had run off to? Even his grandfather, an Immortal, had searched for months without finding him.

"Young Master, who is Jiang Ping An? I'll wipe him out for you!"

Jiang Ping An, standing beside him with the black sphere in hand, looked every bit like an obedient lackey.

Jiang Ping An was as dark-hearted as ever.

"A sinister, despicable bastard."

Whenever he thought of how Jiang Ping An had framed him and forced him to perform military service here, Qiu Yuan became so furious his head swelled and he wanted to kill someone.

Qiu SiPing rubbed Qiu Yuan's head and said kindly, "I'm leaving now. Be sure to stay safe."

"Don't worry, Grandfather. With the protective talisman you gave me, even an Immortal can't kill me."

Qiu Yuan waved farewell to his grandfather. "Goodbye, Grandfather."

Jiang Ping An waved as well. "Goodbye, Senior. I'll definitely protect the Young Master. I absolutely won't let anyone harm him!"

Neither grandfather nor grandson could have imagined that the Jiang Ping An they sought was standing right before them.

Qiu SiPing ignored Jiang Ping An and vanished in an instant.

Qiu Yuan took a deep breath, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart. He turned