Shen Qingyi: "Leng Yaozhu Has Already Hit Menopause-Are You Trying to Piss Me Off with This Grandmother-Grandson Romance?!"

Outside the Spirit Pagoda.

The moment Lin An stepped out of the main entrance, his communicator started vibrating like crazy.

Gu Yue's profile picture flashed across the screen.

He answered the call.

"Wifey! Don't leave yet. Once I'm done dealing with this old hag, we'll go shopping!"

Gu Yue's voice came through the receiver, carrying a note of urgency and sweet coquettishness.

Leng Yaozhu's furious roar immediately exploded in the background. "Who are you calling an old hag? Gu Yue, get your ass back here!"

"Beep, beep, beep—"

A burst of piercing static came from the communicator before it turned into a busy tone.

Lin An stared expressionlessly at the screen for three seconds.

Then he slipped the communicator back into his pocket.

He did not need to guess. That stupid dragon was definitely getting beaten up by Leng Yaozhu.

Good.

At least she would not follow him and disturb his peace.

He stood on the steps outside the Spirit Pagoda.

A few pedestrians by the street secretly raised their communicators to take pictures.

Lin An had long grown accustomed to such attention and did not even lift his eyelids.

His mind was occupied by something else.

Gu Yue had said that she and Tang Wuling had gotten into a fight and sent him to the hospital.

If the injuries could be handled by an ordinary school infirmary, there would have been no need to send him to a hospital.

Tang Wuling was an annoying bastard, but he was still Lin An's cash cow.

He had not obtained the Golden Dragon King bloodline yet. He could not let him die here.

It was better to go take a look.

It would also let him avoid that stupid dragon.

Lowering his voice, he spoke into the air. "Shadow Brake."

The void