The Second Master threw a tantrum, leaving the little wife-owner feeling overwhelmed. In the end, she almost had to use every trick in the book to finally placate the man who had turned into the White Robed Asura.

And amidst this chaos, with disputes over favor frequently unfolding, Dong Huiying and her entourage finally set out on the road again.

However, on the eve of their arrival in Dongcui City, they stayed the night at a farmer’s home in a small village to rest.

An unremarkable woman approached Shujun, and as she brushed past, the woman whispered, "Third Master, be careful!"

Then, a small note was slipped into Shujun’s hand.

Shujun squinted his eyes, maintaining an expression of calm indifference, yet he found a secluded spot and opened the note; the alluring and flamboyant man’s eyes darkened.

"Liang, Yi, Xuan!"

The Third Master gritted his teeth as he shouted his sixth brother’s name. Yixuan, with exceptional inner strength and heightened senses, was busy preparing clothes for the wife-owner to wear the next day.

Suddenly, his ear twitched upon hearing the Third Brother’s sinister call, and for a moment, his expression was subtle.

Yixuan leisurely walked out of the room, only to see the Third Brother with a cryptic smile on his face.

"The troublesome peach blossoms you attracted, you deal with them yourself!"

With a snap, the note was slapped onto Yixuan’s chest by Shujun, who then walked off in a huff, exuding irritation, not even bothering to give his sixth brother a pleasant expression.

Yixuan was momentarily stunned, feeling somewhat inexplicable about the situation; he then picked up the note to read, and the refined man’s eyes flickered, and his expression darkened.

...

Since that day they coincidentally met Yan Xiyu, Shujun had kept this matter in mind. The other’s hostility towards their group was undisguised. Especially the warning Yan Xiyu gave before leaving made Shujun understand the malice in the other’s heart.

So, in these past few days, in the spirit of knowing oneself and the opponent to win every battle, Shujun ordered the Huizi Store to investigate Yan Xiyu, and all the findings were recorded on a slip of paper.

This paper resembled a letter of superstition.

The other person’s surname was actually Yan?

Could it be the Yan Xiyu from the mountain village mentioned in a pigeon post, Yixuan’s ridiculous ’fiancée’ from who knows where?

Moreover, the note also recorded another matter.

Possibly due to the conflict from that day, Yan Xiyu bore a grudge and posted a bounty on the black market solely to take the heads of their group?

This person must be unwell, completely abnormal in the head. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

After reading what was recorded on the note, Yixuan’s eyes turned cold. Subsequently, he assumed a composed demeanor, smiling elegantly and gently.

"A dark night with strong winds, perfect for killing."

...

Dong Huiying noticed Shujun brimming with anger and couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Her mind was full of questions.

"What’s up?"

"Waah!"

Shujun snuggled up to Dong Huiying, wearing a particularly aggrieved expression. "Wife-owner, be Shujun’s only wife-owner, let’s not bother with Little Liu and them anymore." The sly man swiftly excluded everyone else, leaving only himself.

"They’re all too naughty; see, Little Liu even got involved with troublesome peach blossoms."

Seizing the opportunity, he quickly put in a bad word against Little Liu. The stingy man still remembered to this day, thankfully Little Liu couldn’t think straight back then, or else he might have overshadowed the brothers, becoming the most important in the wife-owner’s heart.