Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 2150 - 1215

When Jiang Tang drove back, the spatial live broadcast had been completed.

He returned to his place with ease.

But early in the morning, soone ca to find his parents, looking for him.

Of course, they were the parents of his companions, here to settle debts and extort money.

Jiang Tang didn’t show up, but he’d already used his Magical Treasure to record a video, letting his parents clearly see that it was those people who took him out for fun today.

Could he, the beneficiary, be blad for what happened?

His parents certainly wouldn’t compromise so easily, just because these people wanted to take advantage of their son.

They knew in their hearts that their son was extraordinary.

Their extraordinary son had only ti-traveled a few months ago, then led them into cultivation.

If it wasn’t for this bizarre Golden Finger occurrence, had they been regular parents, knowing their son was taken to such a place, losing at gas and picking up bad habits...

Wasn’t it the fault of those people?

How do these parents even educate their children?

Are these people really friends of their son?

So, if their son had played with these people before, hadn’t he encountered much inequality?

Or perhaps these people had been bullying their son all along.

Now that they knew, they surely needed to take action.

In the living room, the couple facing the accusing parents didn’t even serve tea or invite them to sit.

They naturally sat on the bench, with no intention of standing to greet them.

The villa had workers and bodyguards.

The couple had the confidence to handle ordinary people, ordinary shrew, small business owners.

What ability did they have to deal with cultivators?

If they really acted, it wouldn’t be surprising if they used their Protective Body.

Though they wouldn’t strike ordinary people.

Self-defense should be fine, right?

They cursed so harshly, saying everything they could, claiming the couple failed to educate their son and needed their guidance.

What about their own children being misfits, leading their son to play and gamble?

Jiang Fengli and his wife looked at them coldly, as if reprimanding them, knowing from the video what the truth was.

The couple wouldn’t waste words with them; wasn’t this just twisting the facts?

So content from the Magical Treasure video was displayed on the living room TV, which was initially turned off.

It suddenly turned on automatically, then played this segnt of the video, like a computer or smartphone, showing the video content.

From Jiang Tang being invited to dinner by those companions, then them at a bar, and later being taken to a certain venue.

As for their interactions with their son, so monts were captured according to the venue’s surveillance.

Watching it made those people uneasy, wondering how such footage was captured.

They couldn’t turn back, nor could they extort.

If the other party could release this video, they could give it to the authorities too.

They now only hoped to gain the other party’s forgiveness, to avoid making things worse.

Influencing their company, their son’s future, and their own prospects.

The parents were secretly alard, no one envious or jealous.

Is soone really that lucky?

Winning millions in just a few hours?

Of course, they also saw their own son winning thousands at slot machines.

Compared to millions, the thousands were insignificant with two zeros missing.

Silently resentful, but dared not openly show it, Jiang Tang was no longer the sa as before; previously just the child of a son-in-law.

Now, with a company in the big city, returning to the family; to people from small towns, these so-called bosses were insignificant.

To others, they were just non-entities.

Jiang Tang browsed the news, busting so evil energy in the villa district, causing so newsworthy events.

The commotion was due to the explosion noises in the villa district, drawing attention, and coincidentally, certain hospitals receiving many patients recently.

These people had strange illnesses, notably an inexplicable bleeding symptom.

This wasn’t leukemia; it was like they were poisoned after vomiting black blood. Even in the hospital, their conditions didn’t improve.

The baffling part was their daily bleeding, needing daily transfusions.

Repeated tests couldn’t diagnose their illness.

Those taken out of the villa district must have closer relations, or visits from other relatives.

But all they could do was transfer hospitals, hoping treatnt elsewhere might work.

Only children under five were unaffected, showing no bleeding symptoms.

If a family eats the sa things, if they were poisoned, staff couldn’t find signs of poisoning from their food.

Hospitals checked their black blood vomit but found no toxic symptoms in the blood.

Only the children were unaffected, according to their activities and worship, so guessed the reason.

Those unaware remained puzzled.

Why was their house associated with Guanyin explosions?

Could it be problematic to worship Guanyin?

No one considered it might be hazardous materials, as no one saw or slled dangerous chemicals.