Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

Just after Han Chengze solved the troubles that had plagued him for so many years, he gave a faint smile with helplessness and sarcasm.

Han Chengze was now so excited that he was almost dancing.

There was a knock on the study door.

Han Chengze asked impatiently: "Who."

The knock on the door not only startled Han Chengze, but also frightened Han Shaoqing.

Han Shaoqing was afraid that Xing Yun would be bold and create unusual noise.

Until the butler quickly stated the purpose of the trip.

"Master, something happened." These words not only shocked Han Chengze, but also frightened Han Shaoqing.

He was afraid that his bad thoughts would be put into action, so he held his heart high and waited for the housekeeper's next words.

After all, it is obviously not a good time for him to escape at this moment.

As for the other person, Han Chengze, his good mood was completely ruined when he heard that something had happened.

He immediately said unhappily and angrily: "Why is there trouble again? Why are you all so restless? Do you still want to stay? If you don't want to stay, then get out."

The butler, who was standing outside the door respectfully, was also shocked when he heard the words, and responded even more respectfully, fearing that he would be implicated in this matter.

"It's a few elders. They want to meet you to discuss how to deal with Master Han Shaoqing's next response."

Han Shaoqing, who had been worried, finally put his heart back into his stomach peacefully.

At the same time, the other protagonist, Han Chengze, whose face was impatient after being disturbed, finally looked a little better.

After all, he would never be late for good things that benefit him.

He immediately returned to his pre-adult dignified demeanor and replied in a deep voice.

"I see. I'll be there soon. Ask them to wait."

"Yes." The butler responded and retreated.

Han Chengze rolled up the scroll with great care, then walked to the shelf and pressed it down from an inconspicuous groove.

The shelves on both sides slowly opened again. After the passage was opened to be only wide enough for one and a half people to pass through, Han Chengze walked in.

Han Shaoqing, who had been secretly observing Han Chengze's every move, quickly followed in.

After entering and going down the stairs at least fifty meters, Han Shaoqing saw why Han Chengze built such a secret room.

This is because there are no less magical instruments and various cultivation resources placed below than those in Qingzhou, or from more powerful or prestigious families.

Han Chengze walked to a shelf, carefully put away the scroll in his hand, and then glanced at his collection.

Looking at the things in the room, Han Chengze once again said proudly and complacently: "When I get the rare treasure from Han Shaoqing's mouth, I will use it to open this strange space, then I won't have to look at people's faces anymore."

Han Shaoqing just smiled sarcastically, but now was not the time to argue, so he could only hold back the urge to rant back. He complained in his heart: "I really give you face, are you old and like to have wild ideas! You still want everything, but I just want to ask if you have the fate to do it?"

Just when Han Shaoqing was complaining madly in his heart.

The surprise that Han Chengze brought to Han Shaoqing tonight was like opening a blind box, with endless surprises.

Han Chengze's hand slowly touched those things he had touched at least tens of millions of times, and he said viciously: "If that bastard had a little more sense and was a little more stupid, like his stupid mother, and gave me all the good things, I would let them live because she took out these good things."

How could Han Shaoqing not know where these good things came from?

Isn’t it the original body’s mother who died early, Cheng Xinnan.

Looking at these good things, Han Shaoqing seemed to see his own heart bleeding. He pressed his hand against his chest and thought to himself with great sorrow: Wouldn't it be nice to hold such good things in my hands?

She is really in love! It is really scary that she dared to do such a thing.

To strengthen others will only make yourself suffer.

If she doesn't die, who will?

Han Chengze has no idea at this moment that there is a saying that goes "Misfortune comes from the mouth", even if it is in the place that one thinks is the safest.

Some things should be left to rot in the heart since they have already happened. Or maybe Han Chengze understands this truth, and the reason why he speaks out now is simply because he is too excited after being angry.

I was a little carried away for a moment.

After Han Chengze said these two sentences, he left the secret room.

Han Shaoqing also followed and saw Han Chengze turn a night pearl, and the door that had closed automatically opened again. After Han Chengze left, Han Shaoqing did not leave with him.

Han Shaoqing had no curiosity at all about the series of methods they were discussing to target him.

After all, he wasn't going to cooperate.

Then any discussion they have will be in vain.

If I don't cooperate, they have only two options. One is to do it openly, but the possibility of doing it openly is not high since they know their own strength. The other is to do it secretly, which means they can only use dirty tricks.

How could Han Shaoqing slack off on his vigilance when he was surrounded by wolves?

After watching Han Chengze leave, Han Shaoqing went back again. What he cared about most was the painting scroll.

Nothing else could make Han Shaoqing as excited as this one.

Han Shaoqing took down the scroll and unfolded it.

At first glance, there is nothing unusual about this painting.

At best, it's just a good painting.

The continuous mountain range above looked like a sleeping dragon. However, the more Han Shaoqing looked at it, the more he felt that the dragon's tail seemed to have been cut off.

This made Han Shaoqing frown, and he said to himself: "This artistic conception, this brushstroke, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

But this could help him investigate his own life experience, so Han Shaoqing found a similar one to replace the scroll.

The other Han Shaoqings did not move and left in a hurry.

After all, he doesn't want to lose the big picture for the small.

Han Shaoqing also knew that his clumsy trick would not be able to fool Han Chengze for long.

After all, judging from how skillfully he had traced the painting before, Han Chengze must have watched it many times. No matter how realistic the fake was, Han Chengze would be able to spot the unusual thing.

Therefore, the Han family’s affairs must be resolved as soon as possible.

When Han Shaoqing returned to the courtyard, Xing Yun had already returned early. Seeing that Han Shaoqing had not returned, Xing Yun wandered around the gate of the courtyard and prayed.

He didn't stay outside the door. After all, he also had to prevent someone from being sent over to keep an eye on their stall.

He couldn't show any unusual behavior, so that people could catch him. So when he saw Han Shaoqing coming in, he rushed to Han Shaoqing and said happily: "Brother Shaoqing, you are back."

"Yeah." Han Shaoqing nodded in response, then took Xing Yun's hand and walked into the house.

Xing Yun followed and asked quietly, "Brother Shaoqing, did you gain anything from this trip?"

After entering the house, Han Shaoqing closed the door and replied, "Yes, not only that, I also know the location of Han Chengze's secret room. When we leave, I will take you there. Yun'er can take whatever you like."