Possessed By Demonic Deviation

It couldn't be that Zhang Yang received a twenty-million-dollar check from Zhang Daoru and was happy enough to go crazy like this, right? If so, Zhang Yang was far too lacking in worldly experience. He wasn't the sort of pauper who had never even laid eyes on a twenty-million-dollar check, was he?

Zhang Daoru glanced over at Zhang Xin'ai, seeking an answer.

"Grandpa, the Young Master looked at that tattered book and then ended up like this?"

"Possessed by demonic deviation?"

Zhang Xin'ai's side, Zhang Xinzhi, snapped up from his seat, utterly shocked. In martial arts novels, demonic deviation was a common occurrence; this scene pretty much matched it—ah, what a legendary hero!

"Go..."

Zhang Yang was forced to curse, but managed to hold it back. Wouldn't that mean he was cursing himself into the bargain?

"Mind your manners."

Zhang Daoru barked. Zhang Yang get possessed by demonic deviation? Impossible. Hearing Zhang Xin'ai put it that way, it must mean Zhang Yang had extracted valuable information from the ancient book, which was why he was so excited.

"So my brother must have comprehended something from the ancient book?"

Although Zhang Daoru couldn't practice medicine, Zhang Yang genuinely wasn't crazy, nor could he possibly suffer a demonic deviation. To be this excited after reading through an ancient book naturally meant he had gained some extraordinary insights from it.

"My brother understands me after all. On the way here, I read the ancient book for a bit and explained it to my little granddaughter here, then suddenly figured it out."

Zhang Yang didn't stand on ceremony. He sat down, pointed at Zhang Xin'ai, and laughed.

"Me?"

Zhang Xin'ai was stunned. Could it be that she was the reason Zhang Yang had experienced a sudden epiphany?

"In a few days, I can try