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Chapter 550 - 543: Shen Han Is Not Dead, He’s Back Again

Yun’an City, Shen Mansion.

"Did you hear clearly?

Go ask again with more details!"

"Patriarch, I heard it clearly, that’s indeed what they said on that side.

The Yun Family is hosting a banquet today, many people came, at least two or three hundred people saw him, there’s no mistake..."

The person speaking before him was a secret agent of the Shen Family.

But his report made Shen Qingshan somewhat doubt.

"Go and get the Sound Transmission Magical Artifact, I will speak to the scout personally."

More than two hours after leaving the Shen Mansion, only then did this person return with the Sound Transmission Magical Artifact.

Each of these secret agents has a specially prepared Sound Transmission Magical Artifact for communication.

It’s not something easily obtained.

After obtaining the Sound Transmission Magical Artifact, Shen Qingshan immediately began communication.

Shen Qingshan asked in detail, and the Shen Family scout responded clearly.

The Shen Family scout could answer many details.

When mentioned Shen Han, this Shen Family scout even described a bit.

"Let me ask again, are you certain that person is Shen Han?

Is there any chance you saw wrong?"

Shen Qingshan doubted not out of disbelief, but out of unwillingness to believe.

"General, I can assure you, that young man is definitely Shen Han.

The news of Shen Han’s return, the Yun Family did not intentionally hide it.

Moreover, in Anyang City, many people know Shen Han, many have seen Shen Han.

His appearance hasn’t changed much, still looks quite handsome..."

Hearing this, Shen Qingshan frowned and interrupted.

"Enough, don’t talk about these.

Did you see if Shen Han was injured or disabled?"

"General, from what I observed, Shen Han’s body is intact, his aura stable, showing no signs of any issues."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshan passed the Sound Transmission Magical Artifact away.

These terrible news, he didn’t want to hear another word.

He rubbed his forehead, feeling dizzy after hearing all of this.

Walking to the courtyard, Shen Qingshan sat in his reclining chair.

Sitting here before, he always felt at ease, and completely relaxed.

But today, there’s a constant feeling of unease in his heart.

"Life is always so unfulfilling...

That ungrateful son was clearly dead two years ago, how could he come back alive..."

Staring at the pond in front of him, Shen Qingshan waved his hand and a wave of energy pressed down.

The fish he usually fed immediately perished.

All belly-up, floating on the water’s surface.

Under Shen Qingshan’s control, life or death happened at his whim.

Just like initially, when he wished for Shen Han to be crippled.

Shen Han not turning out as Shen Qingshan hoped naturally troubled him greatly.

Soon, Madam Shen arrived again, supported by the maid Cai Xue.

She clearly did not know what had happened, still wearing a gentle smile on her face.

"Master, try today’s newly made peach blossom soup.

The peach blossom forest on that small mountain to the north bloomed beautifully this year.

The young ones in the family went to play yesterday and specially picked some.

These children are filial, the peach blossoms look quite nice.

The peach blossom soup has simmered for many hours, sweet with a sticky taste."

Madam Shen had a smile on her face, just like a few days before.

But today, Shen Qingshan did not give her any response.

Still with a stern face, brows furrowed, looking at the dead fish in the pond.

Madam Shen, having been by Shen Qingshan’s side for many years, naturally understood the situation.

"Master, is there some trouble with the garrison..."

At these words, Shen Qingshan only sighed softly.

"One cannot always have things as they wish in this world.

Though I have always kept a calm heart, I didn’t expect these terrible things to approach so quickly."

Shen Qingshan did not say what had happened.

But hearing these words, Madam Shen could sense it.

It seemed like a big trouble.

Shen Qingshan unwilling to speak, she wisely chose not to ask.

"Master, should we go pray at Yunhua Mountain?

The Mountain God Temple on Yunhua Mountain, the city folks go there during festivals to worship.

I’ve heard people say, the Mountain God is very responsive.

If the master is troubled, perhaps going to pray might help."

Hearing Madam Shen’s words, Shen Qingshan thought for a bit and surprisingly agreed.

"Gather everyone in the mansion and let’s go together."

"Today?"

Madam Shen was taken aback, not expecting to go so soon.

But since the master had spoken, she naturally chose to comply.

Now, it was already 1:00 PM.

Praying and incense offerings are usually done in the morning.

Some rituals are conducted at night.

But going to worship the Mountain God in the afternoon had not been done yet.

However, since Shen Qingshan said so, everyone else naturally could only follow.

Yunhua Mountain was quite close to Yun’an City, even on foot, it took only half an hour at most.

The Shen Family went together to the Mountain God Temple on Yunhua Mountain.

On the way, Madam He from the first house and Madam Xie from the second house approached Madam Shen.

Quietly inquiring what it was all about.

But Madam Shen also didn’t know the reason.

For today’s prayer at the Mountain God, Shen Ye was also called to go along.

It wasn’t long before the Shen Family arrived at the Mountain God Temple.

The incense the Shen Family prepared was nearly four feet high.

Throughout Yun’an City, only the Shen Family had the capability to burn such tall incense.

Led by Shen Qingshan, a group of them worshiped the Mountain God.

Many successful people at first did not believe in ghosts or gods.

When planning matters, they believed they had everything covered, victory assured.

It seemed as if every problem had been considered.

But in the end, all those carefully laid plans failed.

Instead, casual acts or some unforeseen events became their windfall.

Having experienced such luck, even a general like Shen Qingshan harbored a sliver of hope in ghosts and gods.

The worship ceremony for the Mountain God was quite cumbersome, only ending by 5:00 PM.

It was already quite late, so the Shen Family had a vegetarian meal in the Mountain God Temple.

During the meal, after hesitating for a long time, Madam Shen finally spoke.

"Master, what is it that troubles you?

These are all family here, tell us.

Your grandchildren have grown, Ye’Er has also recovered.

I just drew a divination stick for Ye’Er.

It’s a very fortunate one, Ye’Er will improve and may reach the Fifth Grade Fruit Realm next year.

The future of the Shen Family will eventually be in Ye’Er’s hands.

If there is something, he should share your burdens."

As she spoke, Shen Ye also nodded: "Grandson is willing to share the burdens of Old Duke."

Hearing Shen Ye’s words, Shen Qingshan smiled with satisfaction.

But moments later, his expression turned serious again: "There is something that you all will eventually know, so I won’t hide it from you."

Shen Qingshan paused for a moment, expression more solemn: "Shen Han is not dead, he has returned."

Upon these words, everyone was shocked.