Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 165: Elder Ma's Summoning

Evening found Su Ming walking along the stone path back to Courtyard Ding-Qi.

He could clearly sense the change in the gazes of the outer sect disciples he passed.

Those looks no longer held the indifference reserved for an ordinary menial.

Instead, they carried scrutiny, inquiry, and a faint, elusive trace of apprehension.

The news of him "bringing down" a steward had already spread.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, Su Ming was somewhat surprised.

Two people were actually sitting by the stone table in the yard.

One was the burly, iron-tower-like Zhang Meng.

The other was the long-unseen Manager Zhao, who oversaw the monthly allowance distribution.

It seemed the two had come specifically to wait for him."Su Ming! Kid, you're finally back!"

Zhang Meng was the first to jump up, covering the distance in a few quick strides to stand before him. A hand as large as a cattail-leaf fan landed heavily on his shoulder.

"I heard all about it! Damn it! Some blind fool dared to bully you? Tell me! I'll go to Spirit Beast Valley and lead a 'Cloud-Stepper' over to trample the bastard flat!"

His voice was booming, his expression agitated, his concern genuine from the heart.

A warmth spread in Su Ming's chest. He patted Zhang Meng's arm.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang. I'm fine."

Manager Zhao also stood up from the side, a complicated smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Su, you this time... you truly opened our eyes."

He looked Su Ming up and down, his gaze carrying lingering fear as well as a deliberate attempt at closeness.

"That Sun Quan always threw his weight around relying on his seniority. This time, he kicked an iron plate. However..."

His tone shifted, becoming earnest and serious.

"Junior Brother, in your future actions, you need to be even more careful. The waters of Formation Peak run deep. The situation behind Sun Quan might not be clean either."

Su Ming cupped his hands in a polite salute, his attitude gentle yet maintaining a distance.

"Thank you both, Senior Brothers, for your concern. This junior understands. I'm rather tired today and will retire to my room to rest first."

With that, he nodded to the two and walked straight towards his eastern side room.

not engage in deep conversation, maintaining

the door to Su Ming's room close firmly, Zhang Meng scratched his

why does he feel a bit distant

a gleam flashing in his eyes

"It's not distance."

"It's... he's different now."

...

room,

outside world was

let out a long sigh, throwing himself onto the

"Huff—"

thought popped out immediately,

that? That's human

illusory figure, one leg crossed over the other,

want to get close! They want to bask in your

genuinely worried for you. That Manager Zhao is a classic risk investor, thinking you have potential and

fat man from the Accounting Office is purely an information broker, trying to figure out which way the wind blows so he

master's commentary, Su Ming's mind

That was exactly it.

need to be even more low-key from now on. This 'Way of Survival' truly cannot be relaxed for a single

tone became

no threat. It's different now. Everyone knows you're not only clever, but also... have a

want to pull you out will only increase, and their methods will

Su Ming was silent.

he felt it wasn't a protective talisman, but a scorching

"Master, your disciple understands."

mistakes when repairing formation plates. When writing optimization proposals, deliberately leave a few inconsequential flaws. We need to tamp down this 'prodigy' reputation, preferably make them think your

were urgently discussing

Suddenly.

faint, subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy came from the early-warning node

of the unique cultivation

person arriving was not

heart grew slightly

exchanged a glance, instantly falling

swiftly deactivated the formation in the room, messed up the account books on the table,

just finished

"Knock, knock, knock."

not-too-heavy knocking sound sounded right on

came from outside the

of Courtyard

Ming straightened his robes, walked over,

stood a young man wearing the steward uniform of the External

sharp eyes. Seeing Su Ming, he merely swept a glance over him before pulling a token

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