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Ziyan couldn't help but mutter to herself when she thought about this issue.
However, this outcome was far more reassuring than the heavy mission of revenge she initially faced. Because revenge is not simply a matter of life or death!
If Ling Zhiyuan died, she might not feel sorrow, but what if her own Demonically Charming Man got hurt? What if his life was lost on the path of revenge?
How could she handle that?! If so, her life would be nothing but short-lived happiness! And then it would end in gloom—
Forget it, thinking too much is a waste of brain cells.
Back to the point: for now, the first step is to develop within her own Demonically Charming Man's Chu County Capital. What belongs to him also belongs to her; there’s no essential difference!
She decided not to overthink other matters for now. As the saying goes, where there's a will, there's a way. When the time comes, they can build one shop at a time. Why should she start off by fearing every possible danger?
With this thought, Ziyan quickly comforted herself.
Next, Ziyan took a long breath and tried to relax her body and mind even more.
After the tour and inspection were over, when her previously tense mood completely relaxed, Ziyan suddenly felt extremely tired and fatigued!
With a command, everyone dispersed, and she rode back home with her Demon Prince on her Western Extreme Pegasus. Which home? Of course, it was Xuan Wang Fu.
Upon returning to the palace, after handing the reins to a servant, they hurried to a spot not far from the main hall. Suddenly, they were taken aback by an astonishing scene: her sister Ziying was inexplicably chasing Wu San with a feather duster in the open space in front of the main hall.
What kind of play is this? Ziyan exchanged a glance with her Demon Prince, both feeling speechless!
"Cough cough—" Ziyan saw that her sister still hadn't noticed her and the others not far away, so she coughed twice to remind the somewhat crazy couple.
At the same time, Ziying timidly hid the feather duster behind her.
Since returning home two months ago, Ziyan had sensed subtle changes in these two people. She hadn't thought much of it, but now, seeing this scene, Ziyan decided she needed to carefully consider and plan for her sister.
Her sister was three years older than her, and now that she had a protector by her side, why couldn't her sister have one too? It was really her own oversight; with how earnest her sister was, it seemed she would have to be the one to break that barrier for her.
With this in mind, Ziyan left her Demon Prince and walked over to her sister Ziying. "Sis, are you bored waiting here?"
"Yeah, a little. He— I wanted to find you guys, but he wouldn't let me!" Ziying nodded in response, feeling quite wronged.
"Then— are you tired now?" Ziyan asked playfully.
"Mm-hmm! How about this, I'm tired too." Ziyan nodded repeatedly and then remembered something important. She hurriedly looked at Wu San and called out, "Wu San."
"Subordinate is here!" Wu San saluted with a fist gesture.
"By the way, has the cargo been delivered?" Ziyan asked next.
"Yes, Subordinates have already moved all the goods into the temporary warehouse in the backyard."
"Good. Also, make sure the guards are well arranged."
"Yes, Master can rest assured; there will definitely be enough manpower."
"Well, then you can live there from now on."
"Yes, Subordinate will go over now."
"Okay, go ahead!"
Watching Wu San sneak a glance at his sister before leaving, he stammered, "M-Miss, Wu San will take my leave now."
Seeing this, Ziyan had a clear understanding. It was likely that both of them had already developed feelings for each other! Ziyan had no doubts about Wu San's ability to get things done, but did she really know him? Not at all. Take Heng County for example; their actual time spent together was very short, far less than her understanding of Strongman Wu Xiang.
Now that he was the one chosen by her sister, she had to seriously help her sister vet him.
Ziyan did not look down on Wu San's humble origins! To put it bluntly, weren't they sisters also from deep in the mountains? If it weren't for meeting Ling Yuxuan, would her path be this smooth?
So she wouldn't mind whether Wu San came from a prestigious family; what mattered was figuring out how genuine Wu San's feelings for her sister were. That was what Ziyan worried about the most.
Looking back at her sister who was eagerly watching Wu San walk away, Ziyan felt speechless. "Um, sister, let's go to my place at Ren Shi Tang."
"Huh? Ren Shi Tang?" The confused Ziying still didn't know what Ren Shi Tang was.
"Come on, just follow me." It was only then that Ziyan turned to see Ling Yuxuan, who was standing alone by the lake, quietly pondering something.
"Um, Prince Brother, my sister and I are going back to Ren Shi Tang. Would you like to join us?"
"Huh? Uh, yes!" After a moment of confusion, Ling Yuxuan quickly reacted and nodded lightly.
So, several people grandly left the Xuan Wang Fu and walked into the Headquarters of the Heavenly Pivot Sect—Ren Shi Tang.
After a while, they returned to their own large courtyard in the Ren Shi Tang. As soon as they returned to a familiar place, Ziyan's mood instantly became much more pleasant.
At the same time, after a busy half day, she finally felt her stomach rumbling continuously.
She turned around and immediately glanced at the maid Yang Xiaodie, who gently pursed her lips and let out a light laugh, then quickly interjected, "Master must be starving by now, right?"
"Uh? Yes, how—" Just as Ziyan looked at the maid Yang Xiaodie as if she were a monster, she suddenly noticed that many servants were coming in one after another from outside the courtyard.
Each of them was holding a large tray, on which were placed two small plates or three small dishes of hot and cold dishes.
Along with them came wafts of fragrant food aromas drifting closer. Ziyan and the others were instantly invigorated, almost all staring intently at those plates and dishes.
Having been hungry and tired for so long, it could be said that they had been non-stop! At this moment, the smell of food was undoubtedly like a timely rain after a long drought.
This moment was naturally very sweet and satisfying!
Thus, Ziyan generously gave a thumbs up to the maid Yang Xiaodie, but to her surprise, Yang Xiaodie covered her mouth and smiled.
Then she said, "Master, I don't have such great powers; all of this was prepared early by Qi Zhanggui, who foresaw it and instructed the maids to get ready for your return."
Upon hearing Qi Zhanggui's name, Ziyan suddenly realized that she hadn't seen him since he came to pick up her group until now when Yang Xiaodie mentioned him.
"Speaking of Qi Zhanggui, where is he?" Ziyan casually asked.
"Master is thinking about Subordinate; Subordinate is right here!" As soon as Ziyan finished speaking, Qi Yu swaggered in from the courtyard entrance.
"Oh, Qi Zhanggui, your ears are quite sharp," Ziyan casually teased, noticing his flamboyant gait.
It seems that during their months apart, Qi Zhanggui had encountered some heavenly beauty that had him all pampered, Ziyan thought to herself as she watched the approaching figure.
"Hehe, this? It's just the basic skills of a Martial Arts Training person. I hope the Sect Master finds it amusing!" Qi Yu said with a playful grin.
At this point, Qi Yu winked at Xuan Wang Ye, sharing a sly smile. It seemed they had some unspoken understanding, which immediately put Ziyan on alert. "Are you two very familiar with each other?" After enduring their antics for quite some time, Ziyan finally asked unexpectedly.
"Uh? This? You can ask him," Ling Yuxuan had no intention of speaking up, leaving it to Qi Yu, who pointed a finger at the other.
Following Qi Yu's gesture, Ziyan fixed her gaze on her own Demon Prince.
"If there's a chance, I'll tell you later!" Knowing that Qi Yu was deliberately targeting her, the Demon Prince immediately smiled gently at his Beloved Child and made a promise.
The next moment, Ziyan noticed Qi Yu giving her Demon Prince a meaningful glance. What were they communicating in silence?
She initially wanted to press further for answers but reconsidered; perhaps it was best to let them be. After all, it was clear they meant no harm to her. Maybe there were things and bonds that belonged solely to men!
With that thought, Ziyan decided not to pry any longer and picked up her chopsticks to eat on her own. She thought to herself: Let them do as they please; my priority is filling my stomach!
As she ate, she noticed her silly sister hadn’t touched her chopsticks yet. She looked up at her and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's eat first."
"Uh? Oh, umm!" Originally, Ziying wanted to remind her sister that the esteemed prince hadn't started eating yet! But seeing her sister's insistence, she obediently nodded and began to eat while still appearing hesitant and nervous.
The two gentlemen left looked at me, and I looked at you, each swallowing hard in an instant.
Ziyan ignored them, having already noticed the ridiculous scene of the two men out of the corner of her eye. She deliberately picked up a piece of delicious meat and stuffed it into her mouth, seemingly enjoying it with a "tch-tch" sound.
Qi Yu didn’t seem to mind much; perhaps he had already filled his stomach. The one who truly suffered was the Demon Prince.
Watching his beloved child provoke him like this, his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and soon he no longer cared about maintaining his dignity.
Subconsciously, he immediately grabbed his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fatty pork to shove into his mouth. At that moment, he couldn't care less about any semblance of decorum.
Next, Ziyan and the others entered a state of frenzied eating and drinking, completely ignoring the Head Innkeeper who was still standing by.
The Head Innkeeper watched them eat and drink. It was one thing for Ziyan to enjoy herself, but now even the usually elegant Xuan Wang Ye, who liked to maintain a refined demeanor, was mimicking his family’s antics and eating noisily.
Eventually, Ziyan could no longer hold back. She let out a "pfft" as she spat out her tea just in time, splattering it onto the floor beside the table.
At the same time, Ziyan was choked by it. Following that, she began to cough violently, feeling as if she might choke.
Demon Lord Fifth, sitting across from her, could no longer remain seated. He rushed over to Ziyan's side at lightning speed, wrapping one long arm around her while gently patting her back with his other hand.
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