The Rebirth of the Legendary King
Lanterns and Altar
When Ling woke up, it was already the day after tomorrow.
The moment Zhuo Ai knocked on the door for the third time, only then did Ling's voice sound.
Carefully, Zhuo Ai pushed the door open. He saw a figure standing by the window. The window opened and the sunlight shone on it. The man was wearing a black jacket and his back was facing towards him. From a back view like this, one could feel a cold aura on his body.
Zhuo Ai put down the items in her hands, "Young Master Chen, you are finally awake!"
Ling turned to look at Zhuo Ai, "Yes, where is Zhuo Xia?"
"I don't know. It looks like he's out already" Zhuo Ai replied.
Finally he could sigh in relief and smile, "But, luckily he came out. These few days, he scared us half to death. He insisted on dispersing the guards. If he went berserk, the elders could do nothing to him. If you don't wake up soon, the people here will definitely freeze to death."
"Oh, by the way why didn't Yuan and the others come with you this time? I heard from Chairman Dai if you go to the Bo Family together," Zhuo Ai suddenly recalled this matter.
Ling sat down on the chair, "Did you miss Yuan and the others? Or do you want to play cards with them?"
Zhuo Ai widened her eyes and straightened her back, "Main card? I'm not that kind of person!"
Ling just glanced at him and did not believe him. Then he said, "They're coming soon."
Zhuo Ai's eyes twinkled.
Ling did not eat much and just went to Zhuo Xia's study. He was not there, but there was a white-bearded old man. When he heard the sound, he slowly turned around.
Ling also stopped and narrowed his eyes, "That's you ...."
He knew this old man. They had met several times before. He was a strange old man who wanted to predict his fate.
The old man took the small pumpkin on his waist and sat down on the chair to drink. Her hair was white, but her face was still young. It looked rather mysterious and Ling was very alert.
"Don't be like this. Don't you want to know where Zhuo Xia went?" the old man glanced at Ling and smiled.
Ling's hand was still at the door. He still looked calm, "Are you going to tell me?"
"of course. Maybe he was close to death. Don't you want to save her?" the old man looked at Ling with his bright eyes.
"You think I'm gonna trust you?" upon hearing the word 'death', Ling's heart skipped a beat. However, he assumed the old man was lying to him. According to Lord Shangxuan's estimation, now is not the time. Ling still had time to save him.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not. I'm just telling you what I know. This isn't the first time you've died. To be more precise, this is the ninth time you've died. Of course, you won't remember. However, you do remember your previous life, right? Do you know why you were reborn?" the old man looked at Ling. His facial expression was complicated, indecipherable.
Ling was shaken when she heard the word 'born again'.
"Because Zhuo Xia ruined fate, but he also had to pay it a certain price. He had already paid her with something ...," the old man shook his head.
"Chen Ling, if you want to save him, come to the Zhuo Family and find the lantern light. Then, go to the altar and turn on the lights," explained the old man.
Ling paused for a moment and looked at him, "That's it?"
"Not only that. You will be given a choice. The two of them never got along. The Wu Family was also looking for that altar. The Wu family wants the world destroyed and rebuilt. Zhuo Xia wants you to be reborn. Chen Ling, you don't have much time left" the old man replied.
Then, he went down the stairs. Zhuo Ai, Yuan, Liam, and Su Wen Ai who were in the living room as if they did not see him.
Ling stood on the stairs and watched the old man leave. He looked down and saw his phone still on. Yuan sent him a message, asking when he was leaving.
Ling was just reading this message. After a while, he turned off his phone. He glanced at the people downstairs and turned around to enter the room.