My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 881: You Ruined My Grand Plan

Looking up at the towering figure of the middle-aged man standing there with authority.

My eyes are filled with excitement, fearing that this moment before me might be an illusion.

Even though Lin Huan had just awakened from his slumber, looking somewhat weak and fatigued, unlike his usual vigorous self.

Yet, his presence simply standing there commands a natural sense of awe.

Many people present are full of questions.

But seeing his expression, no one dares to ask a word.

However, the guests are filled with doubt, and their movements to leave are somewhat hesitant.

Long Xiangkui stood up to take charge, "It’s good that Sect Master Lin is fine, isn’t it? As for the rest, why should we delve so deeply?"

"I, as an old acquaintance of the Lin Family Sect, and having a good relationship with Lin Huan, can still make some decisions. I’ll lead everyone to the guest hall of the Lin Family Sect for tea and a temporary stay."

"Old Madam Lin, you too, have you forgotten the lesson from Tianying Village? How did I warn you back then?"

Soon, everyone in the spiritual hall, including the troublesome Old Madam Lin, followed Long Xiangkui and left in an orderly manner.

Two Lin Family Disciples simultaneously closed several antique wooden doors of the spiritual hall.

In the brightly lit spiritual hall, the light suddenly dimmed.

Lin Huan took off the Life-extending Robe he was wearing, looked at me still wearing it, and with a grim tone squeezed out from between his teeth, "Wanwan, take off the robe."

His eyes locked onto mine were terrifyingly sharp, scaring me into a shiver.

"No way." I took a small step back, refusing.

Lin Huan looked at my wary demeanor, and his presence pressed down more menacingly, "Su Wan!!"

"Why do you have such a dutiful granddaughter, shouldn’t you be happy?" I protected my chest with my hands, fearing that Lin Huan would get angry and rashly strip the robe, "Why so aggressive!"

Even though I was still arguing, I had started to stutter from fear.

My grandfather’s bloodline suppression on me was natural; I both respected and loved him, having no thoughts of rebellion.

"Are you trying to make me anxious to death? Every second you wear it, your lifespan depletes by a second." Lin Huan, irritated, pinched the bridge of his nose, finally softening his tone in compromise, "Wanwan, be good, I’m faking death, I still have lifespan left."

"You won’t trick me, will you?" Watching him advance step by step, I hid behind the coffin.

Lin Huan, just awakened and still carrying the heavy air of illness, couldn’t catch someone as agile as a monkey like me, "I... I’m about to die from anger, do you see what this is?"

"Seems like... a Corpse Walking Spell..." I nervously bit my tongue as I looked at Lin Huan rolling up his sleeves.

But I didn’t dare cry out in pain, looking at Lin Huan sheepishly.

On the skin beneath his sleeve, there was a tattoo of a pattern identical to that of the Corpse Clothing.

Though not the Yin Yang Life and Death Embroidery, its effect was similar.

Once tattooed on a person, they would enter a state of fake death.

No heartbeat, no breathing; if outsiders didn’t notice the tattoo, they couldn’t detect anything.

Lin Huan barked sharply, "Still not taking it off?"

"Oh, then I’ll take it off." I said, sprayed with a faceful of saliva.

Retracting my head, I took off the Life-extending Robe, obedient to an absurd degree.

Once the robe was off, I muttered softly, "Can you blame me? Why pretend to be dead when you’re fine, you scared the hell out of me."

The two sets of robes took me an entire night to embroider.

The Life-extending Robe that nearly made me blind, just taken off like that.

Alright, I admit it, I was a fool.

"You still have the nerve to speak!" Lin Huan exclaimed exasperatedly, "You ruined my grand plan, it’s all messed up because of you."

"I’m sorry, Grandpa, I really... didn’t mean to." I deflected, "It was Lin Hang who made me come back, otherwise I wouldn’t have... Wait, no, Grandpa."

"What’s wrong???" Besides having the fake death Corpse Walking Spell on him, Lin Huan’s body also had ailments.

Unable to stand for long, he slowly sat on a chair, but his hawk-like sharp gaze was still intimidating.