Yun Ran didn’t respond to Wang Mian’s words right away, which greatly shocked Xuan Chu standing behind her.
The Wang Family didn’t know Yun Ran’s background and abilities, but Xuan Chu did.
If the Third Young Master of the Wang Family gained Uncle Yan’s mories at death’s door, Yun Ran not turning him into an idiot was purely due to professional ethics.
How could Third Young Master of the Wang Family continue enjoying life with those mories for so long? That’s not right, sothing is very wrong!
However, before Yun Ran spoke, Xuan Chu wouldn’t say a word.
After a long silence, Yun Ran finally spoke up, "Of course you can, but I’ll need so ti to prepare to ensure that removing the mories won’t harm you in any way."
Hearing the response, Wang Mian’s expression softened at once.
Perhaps affected by the mories, he completely viewed Yun Ran with a doting lens, believing whatever she said.
"Alright, contact when you’re ready. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way."
Him making an appearance in front of everyone was already giving Yun Ran a huge amount of face; not many people in the Capital City had such prestige.
Yun Ran quickly stood up, suppressing her inner delight, "Sure, I’ll see you out."
With soone of Wang Mian’s stature here, the entire staff at the mountaintop hotel would have to be cautious, making things difficult for her as the host.
Not to ntion, there was also a reincarnator with great luck ready to cause trouble; the fewer heavyweight people around, the better.
Yun Ran’s attitude seed perfect to everyone—humble and respectful.
But in Wang Mian’s eyes, everything was full of flaws.
Already a cunning old fox, and with the remnants of Uncle Yan’s mories, in front of him, Yun Ran was essentially transparent.
"You’re quite happy that I’m leaving?"
Yun Ran: ...
So annoying!
But she had to pretend nothing was wrong, her tone becoming serious, "How could I’ve thought, Third Young Master, you’re really overthinking it.
Your presence at my coming-of-age ceremony is giving imnse honor, how could I not appreciate it!"
Anyway, as long as she didn’t admit it, even if Wang Mian could see she didn’t prefer him, so what!
Wang Mian snorted lightly, "Oh really?"
"Of course."
Yun Ran responded without a mont’s hesitation and even blinked playfully at Wang Mian.
As if to say: Look, how sincere and clear my look is, it couldn’t be more genuine!
At this mont, Yun Ran was just like that cheeky girl in Wang Mian’s mories, who made light of her mistakes.
But just because of the elder’s affection filter, Wang Mian couldn’t muster any anger.
"Alright then, no need to see out. Just focus on preparing the things you need."
With that, Wang Mian led his entourage and walked straight out of the eting room.
Yun Ran glanced at Ginsengfruit, who quickly followed to see them out.
Despite his young age, anyone who had investigated Yun Ran knew that most of the affairs at Qingfeng Temple were managed by Yun Ran’s young disciple.
In fact, many tis, he could even issue orders on Yun Ran’s behalf.
Ginsengfruit following to see the guests off wasn’t Yun Ran deliberately being petty.
Once only Xuan Chu and Yun Ran were left in the eting room, Yun Ran plopped down on a chair, clearly with a tinge of worry on her face.
At the right mont, Xuan Chu asked the question he had wanted to ask earlier, "Did Uncle Yan not clear away that part of the mory when he left?"
Yun Ran was a bit puzzled as well.
At the ti of extracting the Spirit Puppet suppressed by the Heavenly Dao from Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan’s Spirit Puppet was still quite naive, unable to handle any loose ends.
If it weren’t for the establishnt of Qingfeng Temple, which made the Heavenly Dao of this world acknowledge the lineage of Qingfeng Temple, Uncle Yan’s Spirit Puppet likely wouldn’t have returned to normal.
"I was the one who did it, but I didn’t expect that Third Young Master Wang’s mories wouldn’t be completely erased."
This answer ca as a surprise to Xuan Chu. He thought, how could Yun Ran not have taken action; turns out she did, but failed.
"We’ll have to ask Uncle Yan to take a look later on."
At this mont, Uncle Yan was evaluating the sixth backup scapegoat. A little wooden man lay on the main beam inside a house, watching the sixth person below for hours, without moving, conducting a silent experint.
Suddenly, Uncle Yan inexplicably felt an itch in his nose, turning away to fly out of the eaves.
After a hearty sneeze, his heart inexplicably jumped: Could it be that bad girl Yun Ran is up to sothing again?
Thinking it over, Uncle Yan still felt he should go back and take a look; there were far too many sses to clean up for Yun Ran, and by now, he had gained experience from it.
Looking again at the thoroughly absorbed sixth person still doing the experint in the room, Uncle Yan had to reluctantly give it up.
This was the best candidate among all the scapegoats he had evaluated—a person of good character, strong ability, dedicated and reliable...
But just because this one was so good, Uncle Yan felt a bit regretful, thinking that such talent should be put to proper use.
To waste such talent being Yun Ran’s scapegoat was unnecessary, better to let his girl wreak havoc on soone else.
Thinking this, Uncle Yan left the place and directly went back to find Yun Ran.
anwhile, on Yun Ran’s side, Ginsengfruit quickly saw the Wang Family off through the designated passage.
Upon returning, he saw the once polite crowd before the Wang Family, now eagerly gossiping about Wang Mian’s identity.
"Host, should we do sothing about it?"
"No need, since Wang Mian entered through the main entrance and everyone saw him, it ans he genuinely wants to back up, so I’ll gratefully accept it."
Ginsengfruit pondered and agreed; these heads of the great aristocratic families of the Capital City weren’t ones without a hundred thoughts.
If he didn’t want to be talked about, he simply wouldn’t show up in anyone’s sight.
"Oh, by the way, Little Paperman found the reincarnator with great luck, currently working as an aide in the kitchen."
Yun Ran frowned; logically, in a top-tier place like the mountaintop hotel, the kitchen, as a critical area, should only employ trusted personnel.
"Have you clarified her identity? And who her target is?"
"It’s being checked..."
Saying this, Ginsengfruit felt unusually guilty.
These days, he had been trained well; he was no longer an ordinary little system.
It’s not just about checking a person; even tracing their ancestors back eight generations wouldn’t pose a problem.
But that reincarnator indeed had so esoteric elents about her, and Little Paperman couldn’t approach her too closely; once near, it acted as if it had lost its mind.
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