Young Master Ji, Young Madam Are So Multifaceted - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: No One Can Touch My People

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chapter 28: No One Can Touch My People

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ji Han took the newspaper. He did not even need to open it to see the photo that took up half of the front page.

The main character of the photo seemed to be a Daoist priest. He was holding a horsetail whisk and a brush in his hand. His mouth was half open as if he was chanting a spell.

[ setting up a soul-suppressing formation in the courtyard in the middle of the night. What does councilman Jiang Zhenghua intend to do? ]

“Soul-suppressing formation?”Ji Han looked at the newspaper with a cold expression.

“Ignorant.” Yan Xiu did not believe this, however, he still dutifully explained the information that he had just found to Ji Han. “It is said that this formation can suppress all the ghosts in the area forever under the eye of the formation. After going through a great deal of difficulties, their souls will dissipate and they will never be reincarnated. It can be considered a very vicious formation.”

“Did the Jiang family do something wrong?”

“I have contacted almost all the media outlets that published this story. A few reporters who rushed at the front said that he seemed to have heard the name that the old Daoist priest was mumbling during the practice.” Yan Xiu paused for a moment. “Jiang Boyan.”

Upon hearing this name, Ji Han’s calm black eyes darkened and he said, “Jiang Boyan.”

He normally said this name in a very low voice. Now, he was reciting it slowly and it seemed even more mysterious now.

Ji Han repeated Jiang Boyan’s name, and Yan Xiu could not help but tremble.

After a long while, the hostility in Ji Han’s body dissipated. He chuckled and said, “Yan Xiu, if I die, people will surely set up such a formation to pin me to the ground and make sure I never reincarnate.”

Yan Xiu said disapprovingly, “That won’t happen.”

“But now, there are already many people who yearn for my death,” said Ji Han.

“Those people hate you and despise you, but they can’t do anything to you. Before they even attacked, you would have already vanquished the souls of those b*stards.”

Yan Xiu’s expression was serious, as if he was speaking an undeniable truth.

“You’re right.”

A trace of assent flashed in Ji Han’s eyes. At the same time, he stood up and slowly buttoned up his suit, he spoke word by word, “Only I can suppress others. No one can touch me. Also, no one can touch my people.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Han strode out of the door of the villa.

Yan Xiu did not react in time. He stood frozen and thought about what Ji Han had just said.

Director Ji’s people?

Did Director Ji recently recruit some important men? Or was Director Ji talking about him?

…

When she woke up the next morning, Jiang Meng was about to break down.

She was wearing expensive silk pajamas, but her hair was messy because she had just sat up from the bed. She opened her Weibo with trembling fingers. The latest Weibo post was filled with malicious comments.

Those comments were all personal attacks that were hard to take in.

[ Her previous image of a kind person has crumbled. Ew. ]

[ Casting a soul suppression array in your own courtyard? One look and you can tell that they’ve caused someone’s death. They’re afraid that the victim will turn into a malicious spirit and exact revenge. ]

[ Jiang Meng isn’t dead yet? ]

In the past, her Weibo was filled with fans who bragged about her work!

Jiang Meng was so angry that she threw her phone to the ground. Her face was a little twisted.

Bang!

The sound of glass shattering came from the window.

Jiang Meng was so scared that she jumped from the bed to the ground. She looked at the place where the sound came from. There was a big rock that had smashed through the window. Even the glass was shattered.

‘These lunatics…’

Jiang Meng casually brushed her hair and went downstairs. On the sofa sat Jiang Zhenghua, who had on an ugly expression, and Lin Yan, who was about to cry.

“Daddy, what happened?” Jiang Meng looked pitiful. “Why did those netizens suddenly start to scold me?”

“I’ve already called for a press conference and I said that we only want to pray for the people. It’s just that we didn’t know better and asked the wrong person for help. We mistakenly believed a charlatan.”

Jiang Zhenghua’s face was livid. “I gave monetary incentives to all the media outlets that participated in the press conference, but the trending searches haven’t dropped at all. Instead, they became more and more intense. It’s as if someone is targeting our family.”

“Could they be your political rivals?” Jiang Meng asked.

The members of the parliament would fight bloody battles because of their different political views.

“It should be.” Jiang Zhenghua’s face was dark.. “These b*stards are taking advantage of people.”