Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

The group of thugs looked at each other.

His eyes darted back and forth between Wang Xiang and the stack of banknotes.

Greed ultimately triumphed over that pitiful "brotherly bond".

"Brother Xiang, this... don't blame us brothers for being disloyal."

Kuroko was the first to speak, rubbing his hands together, "It really was given to us by her... cough! You can't just stand by and watch us brothers get into danger because of you, can you?"

"That's right!" another thug immediately chimed in, "If you hadn't insisted on calling us over to avenge your mother, we'd still be playing cards in town! How could we have gotten into this mess!"

"Exactly! We're not going to do anything that's a suicide mission!"

"You can only blame your bad luck..."

After hearing this, the veins on Wang Xiang's forehead bulged: "You...you guys! You bunch of sons of bitches, you ungrateful wretches! I was truly blind!"

"Pah! Stop pretending to be a good guy!" Hei Zi spat a mouthful of phlegm at Wang Xiang. "You and your mother are no good either! Everyone in the village knows your mother's a shrew! All she does is gossip and offend people everywhere!"

"Yes! A few years ago, she even got into a fight with my mom over a few cents for vegetables, and scratched my mom's face!"

"And me! She accused me of stealing her chickens last time!"

In an instant, the dilapidated temple was filled with voices denouncing Wang Xiang and his mother, and the thugs revealed all the good deeds his mother had done.

The two sides then launched into a fierce verbal battle right in front of Xu Huanhuan.

"Hahaha……"

"This is so much fun! It's so much fun! I didn't expect watching you two fight like dogs would be so entertaining!"

Xu Huanhuan covered her mouth and suddenly burst out laughing.

Upon hearing the girl speak, everyone else quieted down on their own.

The crisp laughter was particularly clear in the temple.

But that jeer completely extinguished Wang Xiang's last shred of reason.

"Xu Huanhuan! You bitch! I'll kill you today!"

Wang Xiang roared and grabbed an iron rod from the ground, charging towards Xu Huanhuan.

But he had only taken two steps when a sharp pain shot through the back of his head.

A solid blow to the head made his vision go black, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

He turned around with difficulty and saw Hei Zi holding an iron rod, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

"This money is mine! Nobody can fucking take it from me!"

"Bullshit! That's mine!"

The other thugs also reacted and swarmed forward, mercilessly showering Wang Xiang with punches, kicks, and sticks.

Wang Xiang's screams instantly echoed throughout the dilapidated temple, but were quickly drowned out by the muffled thuds of fists hitting flesh.

"Ah! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I was wrong!"

"Xu Huanhuan! Grandma! I was wrong! Ah—!"

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Soon, Xu Huanhuan emerged from the dilapidated temple, looking refreshed.

"I've already sent your grandfather back." Yang Xian was waiting for her under a big tree outside.

He glanced in the direction of the temple gate. "What about those thugs inside? You just let them go like that? That's not like you."

"Of course we can't let them off so easily!" Xu Huanhuan tossed her white pigtails, a smug smile on her face.

"I gave the money to only one person and made sure the others watched him leave with the money."

"Guess what will happen next?"

After a moment's thought, Yang Xian looked up again: "Will the rest of them go to his house and threaten him to hand over the money?"

"Bingo! You guessed it!" Xu Huanhuan snapped her fingers playfully. "But, that money was all fake; it was just a trick I used."

She blinked, then laughed even harder: "Those people will completely turn hostile because they won't get their money. As for how things will turn out in the end, who knows! Hehehe...!"

What else could happen?

It must have been because of money that didn't even exist that the argument escalated into a bitter feud.

In the end, it caused chaos throughout the entire village, and might even land them in the police station.

Looking at her smug expression, Yang Xian couldn't help but say, "You're really... too cunning!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Xu Huanhuan said nonchalantly, "My things aren't so easy to take!"

Yang Xian: "..."

I'm not praising you!

When it comes to tormenting people, you really are the best!

Dealing with those thugs in this way is definitely more satisfying than simply beating them up.

"I'll find another opportunity to properly 'treat' Aunt Lan later," Xu Huanhuan said, naturally taking Yang Xian's hand.

"Now... let's go back and eat!"

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After lunch, Grandma was clearing away the dishes, watching the two of them with a smile.

"Huanhuan, Yang Xian, are you staying for dinner?"

"No need, Grandma, we have to go back to school this afternoon," Yang Xian quickly said.

Unexpectedly, Xu Huanhuan beside her said, "Grandma! Yang Xian and I aren't leaving until tomorrow!"

Yang Xian turned to look at her, completely bewildered.

Ok? ? ?

What do you mean by leaving tomorrow?

Are you making decisions for me again?

"Oh! That's wonderful!" Grandma's face beamed with joy. "I'll go and prepare two rooms for you right away."

"Don't bother, Grandma!" Xu Huanhuan affectionately took the old woman's arm. "The two of us can just sleep in my old room!"

Two people? One room?

Grandma paused for a moment, then seemed to understand something.

Young people these days are so impatient!

But this is good, maybe I'll be able to hold my great-grandson soon!

The old woman beamed from ear to ear, nodding repeatedly, "Alright, alright, you two can arrange things yourselves! Grandma won't interfere!"

"No, wait, Grandma, no..."

Yang Xian panicked and was about to explain.

But Xu Huanhuan didn't give him a chance at all, and led Yang Xian into the inner room without saying a word.

"Come on! I'll show you my childhood room!"

Xu Huanhuan's room was small and simply furnished, with a wooden bed, an old wardrobe, and a desk with peeling paint.

"The room is a bit small, but it should be enough for the two of us to squeeze in!"

Xu Huanhuan closed the door, put her hands behind her back, and looked at Yang Xian with a grin.

"It's not a matter of the room being too small or too small!" Yang Xian felt a bit overwhelmed. "The problem is we have to go back to school!"

"What's the rush?" Xu Huanhuan leaned closer. "During the freshman competition, the school gave us several days off, so we didn't have to attend classes."

She gently took Yang Xian's hand, tilted her head up, and spoke in a sweet voice.

"Please agree to stay, okay? If you agree, I'll...do anything you want!"

"Xu Huanhuan, you..." Yang Xian felt his mouth go dry and his heart started pounding uncontrollably.

"Buzz—Buzz—"

Just then, a rapid cell phone vibration broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Yang Xian took out his phone, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Was that a call from Mengyun?

And... it was a video call?!