Yixuan couldn’t help but sigh at the mention of Third Brother.

His Third Brother is truly a restless type. His business is expanding bigger and bigger, and judging by his posture, he seems to be contemplating switching to the informant business.

Third Brother’s ability to gather intelligence is truly formidable. After all, as long as people are alive, they can’t escape clothing, food, housing, and transportation. Coincidentally, Shujun’s business encompasses all of these, and even more broadly.

Even though the Huizi Store, this intelligence organization, according to Shujun’s words, is at most just a prototype yet internally immature, this is merely a humble remark.

Though not as extensive as the black market, its business capabilities are still solid.

...

Until the excitement was all taken in.

"Ahem."

The Second Elder coughed softly, sitting steadily like a mountain, but her eyes were looking towards the outside where Dong Huiying and Yan Xiyu were bustling.

Yet neither of them spared her an extra glance; her cough was quickly drowned out by the sound of fighting.

The Second Elder’s expression was somewhat subtle. She glanced over at Yixuan and Yue Ning, who were similarly engaged, one smiling without showing teeth and the other chewing on a chicken leg, but all were focused on the outside, paying no mind to her side.

"Crash!"

A teacup shattered at the Second Elder’s feet, making an ear-piercing sound.

She displayed an expression of helplessness.

"Ah, being old is really useless."

As if it wasn’t intentional, entirely accidental because her hand was unsteady at the moment.

Expressing sentiment from her mouth, and immediately cast another look at the few young people.

Then: "..."

The Second Elder’s face gradually turned grim.

Ignored, still ignoring, fighting, still fighting.

The Second Elder furrowed her brows fiercely, feeling an uncontainable anger rising.

"Enough!"

Probably couldn’t hold back anymore, the Second Elder slapped the tea table with a thud, and then looked outside at Dong Huiying and Yan Xiyu with displeasure.

"You bunch, do you still even acknowledge me, the old one here!"

Certainly not.

Especially since you never really had good intentions.

Dong Huiying murmured to herself, but appeared quite innocent on the outside.

She sidestepped and avoided a strike from Yan Xiyu’s sword, just about having had enough fun, then with a backhand slap, directly landed a hard slap on Yan Xiyu’s cheek.

At that moment, she turned around, and leisurely said, "You can’t blame me. I was being kind. I noticed this young lady had a bad expression and couldn’t help but offer a reminder, never knowing she’d respond like a dog biting Lv Dongbin, failing to recognize my good heart."

Yan Xiyu, having taken a slap, was completely dazed, mind swirling with chaos.

Today has been truly terrible for her, an exceedingly miserable kind of terrible.

Covered in dust and mud, her forehead was injured by Yue Ning’s teacup, her hair disheveled from fighting, resembling a madwoman, and she was slapped by Dong Huiying, causing her face to swell immediately.

Thinking she’d been spoiled for over twenty years, when had she suffered such grievances?

Immediately, she went even crazier.

"Aaaaahhh!"

She screamed in rage and charged at Dong Huiying.

"If I don’t kill you today, I’m no longer Yan!"

Dong Huiying’s mouth twitched, looking speechless, then swiftly dodged.

Like a flying dart, she took few steps to reach beside the Second Elder.

The Second Elder had a confidant standing beside her, who was immediately startled. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The confidant tried to stop Dong Huiying, but as luck would have it, this girl was as slippery as an eel, skillfully bypassing the confidant and then hid behind the Second Elder.

Then, in the next moment.