Song Yiyi

Could Jiang Chen have done this to Grandpa?

Instinctively, Song Yiyi asked through her tears, "Grandpa, was Jiang Chen the one who did this to you? Tell me, and I'll avenge you!"

Principal Song's lips moved faintly, then he slowly closed his eyes.

As the last trace of his life faded away, his entire body turned into specks of light and vanished before Song Yiyi's eyes.

"Grandpa!"

Song Yiyi cried out, praying for a miracle to happen and keep Grandpa from disappearing.

But no matter how desperately she called out, Grandpa still vanished.

He didn't even leave behind a speck of dust.

She stared blankly at the spot where Grandpa had just fallen, as if her soul had left her body. She didn't say a word.

Jiang Chen felt as if something were lodged in his throat. He couldn't speak either.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

Song Yiyi rose from the ground, hatred in her eyes, and demanded in a harsh voice, "Tell me, was it you? Did you kill Grandpa?"

"You can think of it that way."

Whatever the case, Principal Song's death really was connected to Jiang Chen.

"You killed Grandpa! I'll make you pay with your life!"

As she spoke, Song Yiyi's black hair turned a dazzling purple, and armor appeared over her body.

This was Song Yiyi's ability: Athena's Battle Suit.

It could destroy anything she wanted to destroy.

Naturally, the price was severe: the user had to give up her life.

"Your opponent isn't me!"

Faced with Song Yiyi's undisguised killing intent, Jiang Chen tried to explain. "Your grandfather sold himself to the demons!"

Song Yiyi wouldn't listen at all. She cried out in anguish, her voice filled with indescribable sorrow.

"Shut up! Don't you dare slander my grandfather!"

"You killed my grandfather. I'm going to kill you!"

At that moment, Jiang Chen couldn't use even a bit of soul power.

Against Song Yiyi, who was at the peak of her strength, Jiang Chen was no match.

Just as the Athena's Spear in Song Yiyi's hand was about to pierce Jiang Chen's chest—

Clang!

A sword blocked the spear in her hand.

It was their family's sword, sealed away in a secret chamber. It was said to be the weapon of the Song family's ancestor. How had it appeared here?

Song Yiyi clearly recognized the sword.

She looked at it, and for some reason, a voice suddenly told her not to take another step forward.

But how could that be possible? Jiang Chen had killed her grandfather. He had to pay with his life.

How could she let him go?

"Die!"

Song Yiyi gripped her weapon again and thrust it viciously toward Jiang Chen.

Clang!

Another sharp clang rang out.

The spear in Song Yiyi's hand snapped.

"How... how is this possible?"

The backlash from the broken spear made Song Yiyi cough up a mouthful of blood.

Clutching her aching heart, she stared at the sword in disbelief.

"Why? Even you're helping him!"

Song Yiyi shouted at the spear, venting the resentment in her heart.

She didn't understand why the sword her family had worshipped for generations would help Jiang Chen.

She understood even less why it would be wrong to avenge her grandfather.

"I am Song Aotian, ancestor of the Song family. A descendant has joined the demons for selfish reasons and fallen into evil. I, your ancestor, have personally purged our family of this traitor. I hope my descendants will learn from this and never repeat the same mistake."

As Song Aotian spoke, memories appeared in Song Yiyi's mind.

They were memories of what had happened when Jiang Chen had just entered the principal's office.

She had "seen" with her own eyes her most beloved grandfather turn into a demon, then die beneath the sword of their ancestor.

This couldn't be real.

Instinctively, Song Yiyi tried to deny it.

But how could she explain the memories that had appeared in her mind?

Song Yiyi didn't know what to do.

"The school's barrier has been activated. There are clear traces of demonic aura here, which means a demon appeared. But who was that demon?"

"Song Yiyi, you can check the surveillance footage yourself."

Jiang Chen had said all he needed to say. If she still didn't believe him, there was no point in saying more.

The school's barrier had been activated, causing such a commotion that the Law Enforcement Team was naturally alerted.

General Pagoda arrived soon after.

After learning what had happened from Jiang Chen, he personally verified the evidence in the surveillance footage.

When she saw Principal Song turn into a demon, Song Yiyi, who hadn't left, began to cry. "This can't be real. There must be some kind of misunderstanding."

"Grandpa was a hero who protected the city. How could he have fallen and become a demon?"

"Why did this happen?"

Tears of sorrow streamed from Song Yiyi's beautiful eyes. The sight was heartbreaking.

General Pagoda sighed. "Yiyi, your grandfather did this entirely for your sake."

"If he died, how would a little girl like you survive all alone?"

Was Grandpa doing this for her? Had he done something foolish because he didn't want her to become a complete orphan?

For a moment, Song Yiyi couldn't accept reality and fainted.

As for Jiang Chen, he got up and left after General Pagoda had finished questioning him.

Song Aotian followed him the whole way.

Now that he had the Power of the God of Death, he could naturally see the souls of the dead.

To everyone else, it looked as if a sword were floating behind him.

But to him, it looked like an old man was following him.

"Senior Song, could you stop following me? I still need to get something to eat."

Jiang Chen hadn't expected that after awakening the Song family's ancestor, he wouldn't be able to get rid of him.

After being awakened, Song Aotian had personally purged his family of the traitor.

After all that, he was still here. He hadn't disappeared.

"You awakened me. If I don't follow you, who should I follow?"

Song Aotian looked around curiously.

He hadn't expected the world, hundreds of years after his time, to have changed so much.

Modern conveniences were everywhere, and people could be projected from crystal screens.

Those projections looked just like real people.

And strange clothes could be seen everywhere.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "I never imagined women would become so bold. They even show their faces in public."

Then he saw a woman wearing revealing clothes and said to Jiang Chen, "In our time, you'd only see women dressed so daringly in a brothel."

"And the lowest-class brothels, at that!"

He spoke with disdain, then turned away from the woman.

Jiang Chen was speechless. What era was this? Why was he still clinging to the old ways?

That was called dressing fashionably and keeping up with the times.

But more than that, he wanted to ask how long Song Aotian planned to follow him.

Having a ghost by his side every moment felt uncomfortable.

"Senior Song, I awakened you, but I never asked you to follow me around all the time."

"We're not close, okay? Why not go check on your descendant? She's unconscious right now."

Song Aotian rubbed his chin and replied unconcernedly, "You mean Song Yiyi? That little girl is already eighteen, an adult. She won't be that fragile."

"In our time, children had two kids of their own by the age of eighteen!"

"Jiang Chen, believe it or not, we first met hundreds of years ago!!!!"