"What about you, brat? What good deeds did you get up to this time? Why did the Dark Alliance suddenly start watching the sea, and why did the Eight-Step Kings outside the Ghost Prison Restricted Zone start fighting?"
"Did all of that have something to do with you?"
After answering Jiang Chen's questions, Uncle Wei eyed him suspiciously and asked.
He had not caught on earlier. Only now did he realize that the biggest variable in all these events was this infuriating brat.
"Nothing to do with me." Jiang Chen waved a hand with certainty, then muttered, "But they have plenty to do with you."
Uncle Wei dug at his ear. "Huh?"
"I said, you're not getting any younger. Have you considered finding yourself a wife and leaving the Wei family an heir? Things are more dangerous than ever now. An accident could come along any day."
Jiang Chen did have a bit of a conscience, and he very subtly informed Uncle Wei of his current perilous situation.
Uncle Wei, however, was utterly unconcerned. "What danger could I be in? I haven't made any enemies out there, and I don't annoy people when I go out. Unlike you, brat."
"Besides, I have Xiaohai, that good grandson of mine. I've already passed on every secret technique of ghost cultivation to him. Even if I die someday, it won't matter."
Seeing how accepting he was, Jiang Chen gave him a very gratified thumbs-up. "Good, then. Your outlook really is on another level, Uncle Wei. Looks like I made the right choice. One day, you'll surely have a chance to replace Reincarnation!"
At those words, Uncle Wei's composed expression froze, and he glanced around nervously.
Jiang Chen understood at once and patted Tie Zhu beside him. "Relax. We're all friends here. He can