I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Li Shurui was taken away.

No.

Try to think positively. How could you say you were taken away? You clearly went with them willingly.

No conflict broke out between the two sides.

The mansion was quiet and peaceful. The martial saint stood there absentmindedly, not bothering to tidy up the fragments of the treasure on the ground. Suddenly, he felt a pang of homesickness.

Do we miss our loved ones even more during festivals?

In the village, yes, the sky was small and the roads were narrow, but at least he lived a carefree and worry-free life, unlike now.

He's only fifteen years old.

Is this kind of pressure something someone of this age can handle?
"Sister Liuli, why don't you give Brother Jiang Chen a call?"

After a long silence, the Martial Saint looked at Duanmu Liuli and stammered out a sentence. Finally, he added, "My phone is upstairs."

Duanmu Liuli did not ridicule him. Lan Peizhi's performance today had caught even her junior sister off guard.

"What's wrong with her?"

"..."

The Martial Saint had a blank expression.

What happened to my sister?
He wanted to know too!

"Sister Liuli, you should call Brother Jiang Chen right away."

The Martial Saint urged.

He couldn't handle this situation.

Duanmu Liuli hummed in agreement, took out her phone from her jeans pocket, dialed a number, and the ringtone came from the entrance.

"Such perfect teamwork."

Mr. Jiang walked over with a smile.

Ugh!
I'm a step too late!

"I bought some desserts."

The saying "the less you know, the happier you are" perfectly describes the situation. Mr. Jiang, completely unaware of the truth, was a prime example, carrying shopping bags and smiling smugly.

Duanmu Liuli hung up the phone.

"What kind of expression is that?"

soon.

Someone noticed the strangeness of the Martial Saint.

How to describe it.

It's like constipation.

Aba aba...

The Martial Saint opened his mouth, but it was as if an invisible hand was choking his throat, and he could not make a sound.

Jiang Chen, who never brings negative emotions into the house, was puzzled. He was carrying a handmade dessert and wanted to put it on the coffee table when he kicked something with a "bang".

He subconsciously looked down, and his charming smile suddenly froze.

Although it was badly broken, it was still easy to identify what it was.

The person looked up at Duanmu Liuli, "...What's going on?"

Isn't she always smiling?

Why did you stop laughing?

"My senior sister came by."

Duanmu Liuli said calmly.

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat; he and Xue Guanyin had an unspeakable agreement.

"When?"

"More than ten minutes ago."

"and then."

Duanmu Liuli picked up the palm-sized appraisal report. "Senior Sister said the imperial seal is fake."

Mr. Jiang avoided the broken pieces and crumbs on the ground, silently put down the dessert, then walked over to the Taoist nun, took the appraisal report, and glanced at it briefly.

He had anticipated whether the imperial seal was genuine or not, but he still had Duanmu Liuli deliver it.

why?
It's like many girls would ask you, "Would you be willing to give your life for me?"

Do they really want you to die?

No.

All I want is an attitude.

Therefore, whether it is true or false is not important.

Attitude is very important.

Although the imperial seal was fake, the fact that someone dared to send it over was a way for them to express their attitude.

This is why he hasn't contacted the other party in the past few days.

He expressed his attitude.

But he couldn't be sure what she was thinking. "She fell?"

"Ah."

The Taoist nun nodded.

Comrade Jiang Chen put down the appraisal report, his gaze involuntarily falling on the mess on the ground.

Even though I anticipated it wouldn't be this easy and cheap, but...

Isn't that a bit too irritable?

Luckily, he returned a little late and bought some desserts along the way; otherwise, he would have been the one to suffer.
really.

Do good deeds.

Fate will reward you.

Secretly relieved, Boss Jiang didn't reveal anything and even comforted the man, "It's alright, Martial Saint, clean it up and don't lose it. See if it can be repaired. Although it's fake, it still has collectible value."

The Martial Saint's expression remained distorted, and he stood motionless, not like he was constipated, but more like he was about to burst and poop his pants.

"Were you frightened?"

Someone laughed. Even though he wasn't there, he could imagine what had happened ten minutes earlier. After all, he had witnessed that Guanyin statue's outburst more than once, and to be honest, it was quite shocking.
"It's okay. It's a woman's nature to like smashing things. You'll understand when you start dating and getting married."

There was no relief; the Martial Saint's expression became even more bizarre.

Jiang Chen looked at him with suspicion.

"Brother, it was my fault."

thump.

The kid's knees buckled and he knelt down.

Caught off guard, Jiang Chen was taken aback and quickly stepped forward to support his shoulder, saying, "What are you doing? A man's knees are worth gold, get up."

All are guilty, but the guilt lies with "I" (the emperor).

Boss Jiang knew very well who the culprit was.

The Martial Saint remained stubborn, kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up, his head bowed deeply. "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Chen was baffled, and at the same time, both amused and exasperated. He held onto the man's shoulders even harder, saying, "Get up and we'll talk about it later."

"I'm also sorry to Sister Shurui."

The Martial Saint's last sentence froze Jiang Chen's strength. Jiang Chen frowned in surprise, "What did you say?"

The Martial Saint lowered his head, looking like he had committed a heinous crime. "Sister Shurui just came back too."

Please.

Can you just finish what you've said at once?

Shurui is back?
Jiang Chen subconsciously looked up and glanced around.

"What about her?"

"My sister... took her away."

The Martial Saint said heavily and with remorse, "Brother, it's all my fault. You can hit me or scold me, I have no complaints."

Mr. Jiang's head started buzzing.
The smashing of the Imperial Seal of the State is insignificant, but what does it mean that Li Shurui was "taken away"?
The questions are a bit beyond the scope of the curriculum.

He couldn't quite accept it, nor could he quite understand it.

"what happened?"

Jiang Chen stood up straight, not in a hurry to help the boy up.

"When I saw that it was actually the Imperial Seal of the State, I wanted to play a joke on my sister, but she flew into a rage..."

The Martial Saint knelt on the ground and recounted the entire story, including his triumphant pronouncements.

"Just then, Sister Shurui came back. Brother, I really didn't mean it. I really didn't expect my sister to get so angry."

His sense of relief vanished instantly, and Boss Jiang was now in a state of utter confusion.

He didn't just escape a disaster; someone else clearly "beared the burden" for him.

really.

You can't touch a tigress's backside.

Not to mention a Bodhisattva.

They kept testing the limits, and this time they've gone too far!

A myriad of thoughts raced through my mind.

"Brother, Sister Liuli tried to stop her, but Sister Shurui stopped her."

Check it out.

What a fine young man!

They take all the blame upon themselves and even try to explain and exonerate others.

"stand up."

There was no harsh criticism, no insults; what the Martial Saint felt on his shoulders was an even firmer and stronger pair of hands.

He looked up, moved, his eyes almost brimming with tears, his voice choked with emotion, yet filled with unwavering determination.

"Brother, I'll go with you to pick up Sister Shurui and take her home." (End of Chapter)