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"How could you come up with so much with that little brain of yours?"
"What do you mean, 'that little brain'? I just didn't bother to think before, and I didn't need to."
"Who told you not to have a good mother or a good brother? I'm more than happy to be taken care of. This kind of fortune is something you'll never enjoy in your life."
Qi Xiaopeng was feeling quite smug when suddenly, a heavy punch landed on his face.
"How dare you!" Qi Xiaomian exclaimed.
"Weren't you the one who provoked me? You even went out of your way to say a bunch of things to irritate me. If you're going to put on such a heartfelt performance, I can't just let you have the stage all to yourself."
"But tell me, were you satisfied with my cooperation just now?"
Qi Xiaopeng grinned through the pain. "Qi Xiaomian, that slap was really something! You made my face swell up!"
With an innocent look, Qi Xiaomian replied, "Who told you to have such a good mother and brother? They raised you to be so soft and delicate. Look at you, spoiled rotten! I barely used any strength; is it really that serious?"
"And this strength of mine? I worked hard to train it at the Office of Censors. It may look severe on the outside, but inside it's just a minor injury."
Qi Xiaopeng poked at his own face, nearly in tears from the pain. "Minor injury?!"
Qi Xiaomian leaned in closer for a better look and confirmed that it was indeed more swollen than expected. He innocently added, "Who told you your delicate skin couldn't take it?"
"But you didn't suffer in vain; with this punch, I've learned your tolerance level. The next punch will definitely be more precise."
"Next punch! You still want to hit me?! Qi Xiaomian, are you taking personal revenge?"
"Well, who told us we have such deep-seated grudges? To outsiders, one punch isn't enough to settle our scores."
"It's only fair that since you've finally thought of something clever, if you want the act to be real, you'll have to endure some pain. Otherwise, that last punch would have been for nothing."
"Why can't it be me hitting you?"
"Uh, do we really need to ask that? Can you even beat me?"
In the end, Qi Xiaopeng left with a bruised face. Before he departed, he warned, "At least I've let you vent your anger today. Our grudges end here; I won't provoke you again."
"If anything happens to me, please take care of my mother."
Once he was far away, Sang Qingxiao emerged from indoors, truly a devoted son.
Qi Xiaomian merely gazed into the distance without speaking. Sang Qingxiao noticed the worry in his eyes and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry; as long as he doesn't say anything himself, he won't have any issues. Besides, he shouldn't be that foolish."
"But that incense..."
"You said that the Medicine Effect is too strong and has a higher recognition rate. You need to precisely grasp the time from ignition to extinguishment, and carefully judge Qi Hao's expressions.
I scare people; it's not that complicated."
Qi Xiaomian exclaimed, "You... you even deceived me?"
"I'm worried about you being stubborn. With something like patricide, it can't all fall on your shoulders, right? Isn't it better to have someone help you bear the burden?"
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