Zhang Juntang's home, living room.
Jiang Linyuan was not in a very good mood right now.
He was wondering—if he gave the people before him his Supreme Bone, could they kill him and then shout, "Revive! Our beloved!"
Then he would revive on the spot and ascend to godhood?
As for how he would hand over the Supreme Bone, naturally, it would be through filling in the gaps.
"Bang."
Su Muzhi sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. She slowly set down her teacup and smiled at Jiang Linyuan.
"Hehe, why didn't you answer my call yesterday?"
"My phone exploded."
Jiang Linyuan lied without batting an eye.
Shen Wanyu stood to one side with a cold expression, her gaze sharp as a blade as she stared straight into Jiang Linyuan's eyes.
"Why didn't it kill you?"
This Department Head! If your man-wife got blown to death, the Shen Family would have no descendants left!
"Ring, ring, ring."
Suddenly, a phone rang in the living room. It was Jiang Linyuan's. He took out his phone, glanced at it, then hung up.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Sorry, wrong number. Work's been a little busy, so I mixed up the person."
Zhang Zhu put down her phone and said expressionlessly.
You Auntie Great Doubter! Today's grudge will be repaid tenfold through Little Madwoman someday!
"I... I was the one who asked Senior to stay!"
Facing Su Muzhi and Shen Wanyu's gazes, Zhang Juntang stood in front of Jiang Linyuan and gathered her courage to raise her head.
"Don't... don't make things difficult for him!"
"Hehe, you're making me sound like some kind of villain."
Su Muzhi uncrossed her legs and patted the cushion beside her.
"Jiang Linyuan, sit."
Jiang Linyuan thought about it, walked over, and sat down.
"...Why are