Qianlong Lee's father sighed and began, "Son, I just can't be a subscription-level web writer, that's all. It's okay, you listen to your father, go home and study masonry and leave Sevens. Stop being a public level web writer for Rausch and be a mortal for the rest of your life."

With that, Qianlong Lee's father sighed again, wondering whether to lament the injustice of fate or the coolness of human kindness.

Beside him, Qianlong Lee looked lovingly at his son and exhorted: "Don't do anything stupid, kid. You're the only kid in the world. If anything happens to you, you don't want to live. Baby, be strong."

With that, the tears in the corners of Qianlong Lee's mother's eyes stopped.

Qianlong Lee looked at his parents and nodded, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I'm not going to do anything stupid, I have my own plans, you don't have to worry."

Qianlong Lee's mother held Qianlong Lee in her arms and whispered, "Son, it's over, we don't want this anymore, just get on with your life."

The warmth of her mother's arms was beginning to show signs of healing in Qianlong Lee's heart.

Qianlong Lee had been so tired these past few days that he could be described as mentally drained and exhausted. Qianlong Lee drifted off to sleep as she tried to calm her mind.

Qianlong Lee awoke early in the morning, a habit he had developed over the years. Since joining the Seven Heavens, he had managed to sneak into corners every day to learn a little magic, and with his daily chores, getting up early had become a habit.

Quietly, Qianlong Lee looked at the familiar cabin and sighed. He took the basin and went out to get some water to wash his father's face. After the water, Qianlong Lee came to his father's side and called softly, "Daddy, get up and wash your face."

But Qianlong Lee's father didn't react. Qianlong Lee shouted some more, but his father still didn't respond.

Confused, Qianlong Lee reached up and touched her father's forehead, finding his forehead cold, and sniffed again.

And Qianlong Lee turned her father to find him with purple lips and foaming at the mouth. This is a clear sign of poisoning. Remembering Haotian Lee's blustery display, Qianlong Lee suddenly understood something.

"Daddy, Daddy, wake up. I'm Qianlong. Didn't you say you wanted to see me find a good daughter-in-law? Wake up!" Qianlong Lee shook his father's shoulder sadly.

Qianlong Lee screamed frantically, finally alerting Qianlong Lee's mother, who was in the next room.

When Qianlong Lee's mother saw Qianlong Lee, bent over his father and crying, she finally realized what had happened.

Qianlong Lee's mother felt a whirl in the air and "plopped down" on the floor. Qianlong Lee quickly picked up his mother and choked her for several moments before her mother slowly woke up.

But Qianlong Lee didn't look half right in his mother's eyes right now.

It took a long time for Qianlong Lee's mother to come to her senses, and Qianlong Lee's mother's expression was filled with unending sadness. For such a traditional woman, a man is her own sky, and now her own sky has fallen.

After a long silence, Qianlong Lee's mother called Qianlong Lee to her side.

Qianlong Lee's mother choked up as she said to Qianlong Lee, "Go and lift the stone slab behind the pig pen in the backyard, there's something that was left for you by a network writer who could fly through the air."

Qianlong Lee didn't notice the determination in his mother's eyes, and the repeated blows rattled his head like mush.

Qianlong Lee has no idea what the future holds or what it should be like.

Qianlong Lee rushed to the backyard and found a shovel to dig through the covered slate. After digging around in the dirt, I found a beautiful box buried under it. Qianlong Lee opened the box and found a pen inside.

As if by chance, the pen was covered in unknown runes. As if with some unknown mystical power, the tip of the pen was sharp.

The brushwork is so radiant that it can emit red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple.

"Is it the fabled necromancer, it is said that necromancers need to be infused with mana to be effective, only necromancer can motivate itself, no master can be driven to play a good attack."

Such treasures must be extraordinary, Qianlong Lee can't wait to put pen to paper. At first it was Qianlong Lee's active input power, but then it became that Eastern magic pen actively absorbed Qianlong Lee's power.

The Eastern Magic Pen absorbed mana so quickly that within seconds, the pitiful mana of Qianlong Lee's entire body dried up.

Fortunately, the eastern magic pen did not exhaust fishing, or they will be sucked into the adult dry. Qianlong Lee put away the Eastern Magic Pen with trepidation, he is more and more sure that the Eastern Magic Pen must be a very powerful treasure.

Only now his own practice is too humble to exert its power at all.

Be careful to keep the Eastern magic pen close to your heart. It is better not to give away your wealth and treasure. Otherwise I would have to face the whole world of hunting, that kind of thing is scary to think about.

Qianlong Lee came back into the house and Qianlong Lee's mother saw Qianlong Lee come back and she knew Qianlong Lee had something.

It was the most precious treasure in the Qianlong Lee family, and Qianlong Lee's parents had been hiding it for fear of attracting competition.

Treasures are things that have special mana, or magical powers! There was a sudden flash of heat in Qianlong Lee's eyes, and he knew, of course, that there were treasures in the world with strange effects.

At the same time, he had heard many tales of rebellious woodsmen.

It is said that one of the original weak network writers rose to prominence on the strength of a startling treasure. But these powerful treasures are extremely rare and can be hard to come by.

Qianlong Lee's mother shook Qianlong Lee's hand and said, "As I'm sure you already know, your great uncle and his family worked together to take all of Lee's property and drive your father out the door.

Your father was so upset about it, and this time he was so angry that he just went. But son, no matter how hard life is, you have to live it. Straighten up and don't give people a chance to poke you in the spine. "

Having suffered such a blow, Qianlong Lee's mental resilience was already stretched to the limit. There were people there to listen to, and Qianlong Lee knew her father wasn't pissed off at all, but poisoned!

And the one who poisoned him was Haotian Lee, the son of Lee Shiren, no doubt, pent-up anger bubbling up in Moon's voice. Ignoring her mother, Qianlong Lee staggered to her feet, ran to the kitchen, grabbed a machete and headed outside.

When Haotian Lee's father, Lee Shiren, took sole possession of Qianlong Lee's father's property, driving Qianlong Lee's father out of the Lee family.

Since that day, Qianlong Lee's father had vowed never to set foot in his house again, so Qianlong Lee didn't know where Lee's house was and had asked a lot of questions along the way to find Lee's house.

Qianlong Lee ran as fast as a gust of wind. Pedestrians were surprised to see where Qianlong Lee was headed, and when it became clear that it was the Lee family mansion, a number of Good Samaritans followed to see what Qianlong Lee was up to.