Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Zhang Qiling and Qi Longdong finished their studies early. When they returned home, Hua Yu was having afternoon tea in the small garden, listening to the maid reading tabloids from outside to him.

"Brother, you're back?" Hua Yu turned around and saw Zhang Qiling walking towards him, and Qi Longdong also turned around and went back into the house.

"We have to go back. There have been too many riots in Germany recently. It's not safe here anymore."

Zhang Qiling waved away the maid, squatted in front of Hua Yu, and looked up at Hua Yu.

"I'll go wherever my brother goes." Hua Yu didn't mind where he was. As long as Zhang Qiling was where he was, he could accept anything else.

Zhang Qiling stood up and touched Hua Yu's head.

The group quickly packed their luggage and returned to the villa first.

Qi Longdong looked at the huge villa in front of him and his mouth never closed.

Zhang Qiling thought that it would take time for them to clean up, so he asked someone to take Hua Yu out for a walk first, and he also took Uncle Tai and several members of the Zhang family to the study, where there were some things that could not be known to outsiders.

"Young sir, you haven't been living here recently. Several groups of people have sneaked in." Uncle Tai walked beside Zhang Qiling, glanced around, and said in a low voice.

"Who?"

"A group of people with phoenix tattoos."

"Where are people?"

Zhang Qiling didn't know how that group of people knew his address. After all, he had lost contact with the country long ago, and he wore a mask every time he appeared. He had never returned to the country. How did that group of people know that he lived here?

"The basement. Already interrogated."

Zhang Qiling glanced at Uncle Tai, and after opening the door of the study, Zhang's confidant checked the entire study. Only after confirming that there were no problems did Zhang Qiling step into the study.

"It seems that they are not here for the young master, but for the young prince." Uncle Tai was also puzzled. They protected the existence of the young prince very well, and no one knew about it. How did the group of Wang family members know about it?

"Bring them up and don't let anyone find out." Zhang Qiling didn't care if the people from that family were targeting him, but he would never allow anyone to target Hua Yu.

A cup of tea later, the confidant came up with one of them.

"So it really is you. You really made it easy for us to find you."

When the people who were pressed to the ground by the Zhang family looked up and saw the face that they were so familiar with, they were surprised for a moment and then regained their composure.

"How did you know about Hua Yun's existence?"

"The one who is truly immortal? We know everything. Guess how we found you."

Zhang Qiling looked at the people who provoked him and asked Uncle Tai and the others to leave first. Zhang Qiling walked up to him and removed his jaw to prevent him from biting the poison sac.

"It doesn't matter. I don't need to know what methods you used." Zhang Qiling kicked the man over.

"Wang Rong, born in 1897, was an undercover agent sent into the Zhang family by the Wang family. He was once an instructor of the Zhang family. He has no children, no wife, and both his parents are deceased."

Wang Rong stared with wide eyes at Zhang Qiling who reported some of his information.

"Are you curious about how I know that?" Zhang Qiling squatted on the ground, looking down at Wang Rong, who was lying on his back with his hands and feet tied.

"There are still many things you don't know."

"I can accept that you covet my bloodline, but you should not covet my lotus."

Zhang Qiling’s fierce expression was the last thing Wang Rong saw.

When Uncle Tai and others entered the study again, they saw Wang Rong lying on the ground with his eyes open. They didn't care. Uncle Tai just ordered the servants to carry the body to a far place and burn it so that Hua Yu wouldn't see it.

"Everything is packed and we can leave at any time, young sir." Uncle Tai stood respectfully in front of the desk.

Zhang Qiling stood behind the desk and through the glass of the study, saw Hua Yu laughing and playing on the lawn with Qi Longdong and his servants.

"that person?"

"A bannerman, he carries the bloodline of Pixiu, but it is defective." Zhang Qiling glanced at Qi Longdong who was smiling brightly.