Supreme Grandpa

After Yang Mei\'er left, Yang Song went back into the room and called Yang Haonan.

"Hello, father."

"Haonan, do you know that I have a grandson-in-law now?" Yang Song said expressionlessly.

"Huh? What?" Yang Haonan seemed to be unable to catch it.

"Well, never mind. How is it going with your alchemy now?" Yang Song felt troublesome talking about Yang Mei\'er, so he changed the subject instantly.

"Oh, I and Xueqing are researching a new pill now," Yang Haonan answered.

Yang Song nodded and felt that his second son really worked hard, "I see. Then what pill are you going to make this time?"

Yang Haonan stayed quiet for a few seconds before he said, "Ugh… you know, father, I\'ll just mix whatever materials available randomly, so I\'m also not sure what kind of pill will be produced too."

Yang Song somehow felt that it was necessary to take that praise earlier back. He could only sigh helplessly, "Just make sure not to poison people. Also, look after Mei\'er properly, don\'t let her have any puppy love at school or whatsoever."

With that said, Yang Song pressed the "end call" directly and got up. Then, he went to the secretly slowly.

It had been almost two days since he had seen Xiao Laoxu and the Undead Steel Scavenger.

After a while, he unlocked the door of the secret room and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the room, what greeted him was an abnormal sight that made his face turn black. He saw that the originally timid Undead Steel Scavenger at this moment was smoking a white cigarette while lying down on his personal futon, with one leg crossed the other leg.

This abyssal bird had no hands, how did it actually light up the cigarette? No that was not important right now, the most crucial point was, how dared it occupy his personal futon?

Yang Song was not really angry, but he walked silently from behind and suddenly asked calmly, "Is it comfortable lying here?"

The Undead Steel Scavenger puffed out a cloud of smoke and uttered a sound slightly as if to answer the question. Then, after another puff of smoke, it was stunned. It hurriedly got up from the futon and with a "whoosh", it was already inside its hole. But it still poked out its head from the hole to see Yang Song\'s expression.

\'That was very dangerous! How did this old devil come so silently? Why did I not feel his presence earlier?\'

Yang Song gazed back at the Undead Steel Scavenger and the latter immediately went back into its hole. Then, he said gently, "I haven\'t collected your scales for two days now, shouldn\'t you…"

Before Yang Song could finish what he wanted to say, eight pieces of scales flew over and landed near his foot with a slight noise.

Yang Song smiled at the scavenger and nodded his head as if to praise this beast for having a flexible mind.

After retrieving those eight hard scales into his storage space, Yang Song gazed to the space near the hole of the scavenger and found that the originally abundant foods he left for the Undead Steel Scavenger to eat had only one-third left at this moment.

"It is not even fully two days yet, but he\'s already eaten so much. What a waste," Yang Song complained for a while. But when he thought that he could get the scales of the Undead Steel Scavenger, which were a treasure, the feeling of helplessness disappeared.

"Whatever, those foods are worthless compared to his scales, anyway."

Yang Song then looked around the room and found that Xiao Laoxu was nowhere to be seen.

Before he left, he told that little guy to relax for a few days. Could it be that guy intended to go wild outside these few days with no intention of coming home even once?

Yang Song walked to the Undead Steel Scavenger and asked the latter, "Did little Laoxu come back home once?"

And as expected, the Undead Steel Scavenger shook its head.

"That fellow…" A wave of helplessness hit Yang Song slightly again. Now, he could only let it go with the flow. He did not know how to contact that fellow, anyway.

Yang Song then went to his futon and sat down, then, he turned on his laptop and opened the social media platform to see if anything interesting had happened.

After scrolling for a while, a hot post caught his interest.

"Liu Fei, the chairman of Martial City Writers Association, aka the author of a classic novel, the "Infinity Mountain of Chaotic Snow", was expelled from his position by the president of the National Writers Association personally. The reason is, he colluded with a person from the National Writers Association and suppressed the author of Battle Through the Paradise…"

This post was made by a verified news media account. There was also an official letter with a stamp of the National Writers Association and the president\'s signature attached below the post.

This post had hundreds of thousands of likes and hundreds of thousands of shares. The comments were also countless.

"Poof, I bet that shameless Liu Fei is vomiting blood right now."

"Haha, the respected and humble ex-chairman Liu turned out to be such a corrupted dog. I regretted supporting him previously!"

"Huh, you guys take a look at his profile. He made so many posts scolding Elder Yang and the author of Battle Through the Paradise. I bet he did that because he felt jealous of that author."

"Damn, I\'ve never seen such a two-faced person."

"He also insulted the Great Energy Pill for being a fake thing. Hehe, I think this guy should be banned from buying the Great Energy Pill or any pills from Elder Yang for life."

"I wonder where those brainless supporters of Liu Fei went…"

"I guess their cheeks are very crimson right now with this severe slap!"

"I think Liu Fei should apologize to Elder Yang and author of Battle Through the Paradise publicly for what he had done!"

"Upstairs, +1"

"+2"

"+3"

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After that, many people began to clamor to ask those offenders to apologize to Yang Song and author of Battle Through the Paradise both in the comment section and the forwarded posts.

Seeing this, Yang Song didn\'t feel surprised at all. He felt that with Yang Haodong\'s ability, he should be able to retaliate silently and effectively without revealing his own identity.

Yang Song guessed that something must have had happened to Yang Haodong\'s novel previously.

After pondering for a while, Yang Song was about to call Yang Haodong, but when he thought of that guy\'s unreliability, he called Zhang Qinqin instead.

"Little Qin, when everything will be ready?"

"Dad, I just so happened to want to call you earlier. Right, we plan to launch both the website and the app two days later. Right now, all the novels have enough chapters."

"That\'s good. This old man plans to advertise it a bit today. Tell me about the promotion on the launching day."

"Okay, dad. We plan to offer 88% off for everything, including the coins and some other features. We will also allow readers to read a certain number of novels for free for a limited time only."

"Hmm, that\'s good. But this old man has one request, those classic novels stolen by those guys will also be displayed there. This old man will call them and ask them to contact you in a while. And those novels will be free forever, but users can still send gifts."

"Okay, no problem, dad."

"By the way, how is Mingfei now?"

"Him? He\'s become even more headstrong now. After I beat him up that day, he became even crazier. Now, he even plans to participate in an international chess competition…" When speaking of her son, Zhang Qinqin felt angry in an instant.

Yang Song\'s ear twitched uncomfortably, he interrupted her directly, "Well, that\'s his passion. Just let him go with the flow. This old man found that many young people in this era have become less and less ambition, they don\'t even have passions. So if Mingfei can participate in that competition, it will be a great thing. If he can become the champion, then the reputation of our family will rise along with it…"

Yang Song talked smoothly and tried to convince Zhang Qinqin, this tigress daughter-in-law, to let Yang Mingfei pursue his passion.

After listening to the many things that Yang Song talked about, Zhang Qinqin was unexpectedly convinced and she changed her tone. "I-I see, dad. It\'s my fault. Then I will support him from now on instead."

"Good, good."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Song felt a bit mentally exhausted after talking about so many bullshits.

But he felt that Yang Mingfei\'s choice to participate in an international competition like that was really not bad. If he could become a title-holder or a champion, the Yang Family\'s influence value and the ranking would inevitably rise greatly.

After a while, Yang Song turned his attention to his laptop and wrote a post. Then he published it on UU and BIB.

"Dear friends, our Grassynovel is almost ready. The website and the mobile app will be available in two days. This old man guarantees that all the novels will be very different from the norm, each novel is very interesting. By the way, everything will be 88% off, some novels will also be free for a limited time. And there will also be some old classic novels that will be free to read forever. This old man hopes that all friends will check it by then."