Haha, so it was last night? Decided at the last minute, huh? So you were throwing me a "farewell party"?

Sitle was stunned, her fists hardened.

Although she always thought her family’s young ones were useless, she never imagined they could be this ungrateful. Who have I been pouring my heart out for all these years? And this is how you treat me?

Elder Radiant Dragon was truly heartbroken this time, although she knew those brats didn’t like her, as she admittedly was a bit too strict with them.

But jade needs carving to become something, why can’t they understand my good intentions?

So my kind effort to raise you little brats, and this is how you repay me?

I haven’t even left the Golden Country yet, and you’re already banging drums and lighting firecrackers, right?

Aggrieved, oppressed, angry, unwilling....

So many emotions surged up, and at this moment, Sitle, steadfast for thousands of years, nearly shed tears.

She didn’t understand what curse she carries to have offspring like these who’ve turned into ingrates.

Dorothy: "....."

Seeing Aunt Sitle with reddening eyes, the homebody witch was a bit dumbfounded too.

Come on, I was just asking casually, no need to answer if you don’t want to, but why are you crying?

She turned her head in confusion to look at Senior Mia, who was trying hard to suppress pulling her mouth too wide in laughter, also struggling.

And seeing the confused little fairy, Mia choked back her laughter while explaining to her heartmate about the many "god-like" operations of this third aunt in the Chris Lineage.

Dorothy: "....." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

After the senior’s explanation, the homebody witch was silent too.

Hmm, if it were her as one of Chris Lineage’s young ones, she wouldn’t just hang lanterns and celebrate a sale; she’d be desperate to celebrate globally, letting the whole world share the joy of finally gaining freedom.

Really, Aunt Sitle, if commerce isn’t your thing, just stick to minting coins. That gut feeling you have, thinking that next time you’ll surely turn things around, please spare those younger generations—if it weren’t for your ability to print money, truly, no matter how big the family business is, it can’t withstand such squandering.

Yeah, what’s scarier than a rich second generation wanting to start a business is a rich first generation mother, who doesn’t know many letters, being fooled by a village health product seller, risking everything also wanting to go all-in.

From Senior Mia’s stories moments ago, Dorothy now understands just how terrifying Sitle’s business talent is.

Anyone, as long as they have some eloquence, can manage to draft up an entrepreneurial proposal in three minutes and walk away with a hefty investment from her—each trick working flawlessly.

However, because those stories from Mia were so bizarre, the homebody witch found it hard to believe this riding aunt could be that foolish, so she rolled her eyes and then opened her mouth and said.

"Sitle, I have a big plan here; how about we create a synthetic sun hanging in the sky, and then we can charge every witch in the world for sunlight fees, what do you think of this idea?"

Dorothy casually concocted this plan out of thin air.

However.....

"Hmm, that’s feasible, how much do you need?"

Sitle actually pondered for a moment and silently pulled out her wallet.

Homebody Witch: "...."

Hiss...

..... Dorothy gasped in amazement....