Chapter 341: Father?!

No one noticed.

Deep within Su Ming's pupils, golden light was flickering violently.

Inside this Gate...

There is an Energy Fluctuation!

Not strong, but truly present.

His own nest; he couldn't be clearer.

When he left, he packed everything away, not even leaving a single cup.

Where did the Energy Fluctuation come from?

When things go awry, there must be a monster!

A bit troublesome!

Creak—!

Su Ming pretended nothing was happening and pushed the Gate open.

Then, he shut the Gate completely.

The living room, draped with curtains, was dim and cramped, the air tinged with a faint mildew smell from having been uninhabited for a while.

Sofa, TV cabinet, dining table...

The furnishings remained as they were when he left.

Not a single cup, not a single item.

On the surface, there were no signs of disturbance inside the house.

Except on the coffee table—

There was an extra square, entirely jet‑black wooden box.

Su Ming's eyelid twitched.

He was certain he had never seen this thing before.

The object sat firmly in the center, as if someone had deliberately arranged it.

And the source of the Energy Fluctuation inside the house...

It damn came from this thing!

"So..."

Su Ming snorted inwardly.

Those Official personnel crouched downstairs had the Gate sealed flawlessly—

Yet someone still got in his house?

It definitely wasn't through the main Gate.

All the windows were also tightly shut.

Damn, did it appear out of thin air?

"Jiangzhou's temple isn't big, and the water below... is quite deep."

"Let's see what's going on!"

Su Ming flicked his wrist, and the Soul Dagger slipped into his palm.

A dim light flashed, and the dagger's tip precisely pricked the brass latch on the front of the wooden box.

"Tap."

The latch sprang open.

No toxic gas erupted.

No hidden weapons or crossbows.

Nor any Mental Pollution shockwave.

The lid of the wooden box tipped backward.

Inside, quietly lying, were two items.

A palm‑sized Bronze Fragment mottled with verdigris.

And a neatly stacked, yellowed‑edge letter paper.

"What does it mean?!"

Su Ming pulled out the paper, his heartbeat accelerating.

The paper was unfolded.

There were only two lines of text.

"If you must go to Chang'an, take it with you."

"Also, don't trust those long‑scale ones."

No signature.

But in Su Ming's mind, a Jinglei seemed to explode outright!

The handwriting...

felt somewhat familiar to him...

like his father's writing!

That distinctive connected‑stroke habit.

That flamboyant habit of lifting the final stroke upward...

Doesn't seem forged!

"Father?"

"So someone has figured out dad's handwriting and deliberately set a trap?"

"Huh!"

Su Ming took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

What's happening?

Who is it, after all?

What are they trying to do?!

If this world were still the same as the original, he could block this problem in a single bite.

A dead person—how could they send a delivery?

It must be someone meddling!

But these days…

"Anything's possible, damn it."

Su Ming closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the chaotic jumble in his mind.

He silently counted ten seconds.

When he opened his eyes again, the shock and bewilderment in his gaze had been completely suppressed.

"Dad..."

He silently mouthed those two words.

If the note truly was left by his father—

Then that car accident years ago would be far too thought‑provoking.

Was it truly an accident, a black‑hand conspiracy?

Or did dad deliberately set the trap, a golden cicada shedding its shell.

A series of maneuvers, actually to make the next actions safer?

And moreover…

How on earth was this thing delivered inside?

By bypassing the Official eyes outside, it slipped in unnoticed, landing right in the middle of the coffee table.

What level of tactic is this?

And the most outrageous point—

He's supposed to go to Chang'an, and this was decided only last night!

How long ago was that?

How did it get out, and they prepared such a thing for him?!

Predictive monster?!

"Don't trust those long‑scale ones..."

Su Ming chewed over that sentence in his mind twice.

【Long‑scale ones】.

Do these words refer to some zongzi‑long‑hair monsters inside the First Emperor's Tomb?!

Or is it a veiled warning…

Are the people in Jingcheng problematic?!

That Director Chen Rang, who exposed his own scar and has arms covered in bluish‑purple scales?

Should…

It can't be, can it?!

"Baffling!"

Su Ming muttered a snide remark, his mood growing more complicated.

This pool seems deeper!

So deep that even with his current strength, he can't see the bottom at a glance.

Su Ming neatly folded the note and slipped it into the Wood Cow.

Then his eyes fell back on the bronze fragment in the wooden box.

The note said to take this thing to Chang'an…

Eye of Truth, activate!

Soon, lines of text flashed up quickly.

【Name】: Damaged Qin Terracotta Tiger Talisman

【Quality】: Epic (can grow)

【Function】: Suppression! This fragment carries a trace of the Great Qin nation's destiny imprint, weakening specific regional targets to varying degrees!

【Karma Overview】 This is not a troop‑deployment credential; it is a fragment of the seal the invincible army used back then to suppress that underground thing! Possessing it makes you half one of us.

Su Ming's eyelids twitched wildly.

Whether it's high quality or not, whether it can grow or not, those aren't what attract him most.

This thing is actually...

Tiger Talisman fragment!

Specific region...

That must refer to the First Emperor's Tomb.

It provides suppression and can also lower hostile hatred values...

Absolutely a good thing!

"So... are you really doing this for my own good?!"

Su Ming stroked the tiger talisman in his hand, narrowing his eyes again.

During his previous trip to Jingcheng, those old men had told him plenty of news and also prepared some pawns.

But if you add all those things together, would they really be more solid and useful than this tiger talisman?!

But just who should he trust?!

"Father, if this thing really came from you..."

Su Ming weighed the bronze piece in his hand.

"What are you hiding from?"

"Where is Mother now?!"

His strength now stands in a class of its own before the world.

"If Father is really acting, then his strength must be terrifyingly strong."

Such a mysterious formation that never shows itself—he doesn't even show his face to his own son...

Then there is only one explanation—

Whatever is chasing him from behind is far bigger than he thought!

It even exceeds his understanding!

"Hah."

Su Ming flung the bronze piece into the 【Dimensional Reduction Warehouse】 with a backhand.

He rose and swept through the inside and outside of the room again.

There was nothing else to gain.

However.

One point, however, became even more firm.

Whether someone was setting a trap or Father was playing chess—

This trip to Ever Peace, he absolutely had to go.

He was determined to obtain it!

He needed to dispel more of these layers of mist!

Su Ming took out his phone, found the contact—

Qin Feng!

Jiangcheng Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau Chief!

After a few beeps, the call connected.

"Mm... okay, got it, thanks."

He hung up.

Su Ming's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

As it turned out, it was exactly as he had expected.

Those officials stationed downstairs—

were completely unaware of the abnormality inside the house.

Has anyone entered?

In their view, that was completely impossible.

Not even a fly could get in!

"The strength levels of the two sides aren't even in the same league."

Su Ming lowered his gaze, staring at the empty coffee table.

He always felt that all this—

had only just begun!