Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

Xia Tong didn't answer immediately. He lowered his eyes and began to seriously consider the suggestion from the Ninth Prince of Shadows.

No, this method is simply not feasible.

He then suddenly remembered that Edwin seemed to be playing the villain and fighting against Xia An'an and the others in the early episodes of Fairy Flower.

Even if I didn't tell An'an, given Kukuru's lack of skill, he would still think that Edwin had betrayed the Flower Fairy Kingdom.

Also, it seems that at the end of the first season, Kukuru thought the magic circle that summoned Ruyi was actually summoning Yaga.

Thinking this, Xia Tong shook her head.

"Need not."

Why?

The Ninth Prince of Shadows was puzzled. "Are you afraid your sister will worry? Isn't she already worried? Telling her the truth is better than keeping her in the dark and letting her overthink things, isn't it?"

"It's not that I'm worried."

Xia Tong shrugged, pushed open the door to her room, and said casually but confidently, "You think Kukuru is that smart? When they meet later, they'll definitely start fighting."

"Kukuru will fight Edwin? That Kukuru guy may be loud and boisterous, but he's not very skilled..."

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old crossed his arms and followed Xia Tong into the room, his wine-red eyes full of disbelief. "But Edwin is, after all, his proper teacher. Would a student lay a hand on his teacher? I doubt it."

"If you don't believe me,"

Xia Tong looked into the eyes of the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, a smile that was somewhere between serious and teasing playing on her lips. "How about we make a bet?"

"bet?"

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old raised an eyebrow, his interest completely piqued. "What are we betting on? How?"

"Let's bet on whether Kukuru will take the initiative to attack Edwin."

Xia Tong said calmly, "The standard is a single 'clear, hostile act of attack,' regardless of the form. If Kukuru does this again when they meet, I win. Otherwise, you win."

"What about the stakes?"

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old's eyes lit up, clearly showing great interest in this kind of game.

Xia Tong thought for a moment and said, "If I win, you must not have any more conflicts with Chun."

He really didn't want others to find out about her discord with Shadow Chun.

"Huh? She clearly started it first..."

The Ninth Prince of Shadows rolled his eyes first, then changed the subject, saying, "What if I win?"

Xia Tong thought for a moment, realizing he didn't seem to have anything of note or anything that the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old would be interested in, so he asked:

What do you want?

"If I win,"

The Shadow Ninth Prince circled halfway around him. She didn't have any specific ideas for the time being; she just thought the game was fun, so she casually said, "Then you can grant me one request."

"...If that request isn't excessive,"

Xia Tong nodded. "Okay, I promise you."

Anyway, he won't lose.

"make a deal!"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows readily agreed, "I'll be waiting to see how you lose! Teacher-student relationships aren't so easily broken..."

Before she could finish speaking, inside the room—

On the desk, the plum blossom pendant suddenly emitted a soft pink halo. The light particles gathered lightly, and the elegant figure of the Nine Thousand Years Old quietly appeared, hovering above the desk, silently watching Xia Tong and the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old.

At the same time, a slightly displeased snort came from near the head of the bed.

On the bedside table, the card representing Shadow Camellia flew up, spun half a circle in the air, and the figure of Shadow Camellia appeared.

She first glanced at the Ninth Prince on the table, her expression indifferent, then her gaze locked firmly on the Shadow Ninth Prince floating beside Xia Tong, her tone carrying a barely perceptible tension: "What kind of bet are you making, all that noise?"

Upon seeing Shadow Chun appear, especially with her condescending and somewhat disdainful demeanor, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old immediately reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "What's it to you? We didn't ask you to be the referee!"

An Ying Chun ignored her and instead turned her gaze to Xia Tong—she was very concerned about what Xia Tong and An Ying Jiu Qian Sui had agreed to in private.

Xia Tong looked at the two who had suddenly appeared, somewhat helplessly: "What were you doing just now...?"

"I've always been here."

An Yingchun spoke calmly, "It's just that some people are making too much noise; it's hard not to hear them."

The Ninth Prince explained softly, "I can sense the outside world even from inside the pendant. Why did you suddenly start gambling?"

Provoked by Shadow Chun, the Ninth Prince of Darkness wanted to assert her "ownership" even more. She floated to Xia Tong's side and said to Shadow Chun and the Ninth Prince:

"We're betting on whether Kukuru will lay a hand on his teacher, Edwin. I don't think so, but this brat insists he will. What, you have a problem with that?"

Her last sentence was directed at Shadow Tsubaki.

Upon hearing the terms of the bet, a thoughtful glint flashed in Shadow Chun's eyes, but faced with Shadow Nine Thousand Years' provocation, she merely chuckled, her tone laced with disdain: "A pointless bet. What's so worth betting on that prince's actions?"

However, she did not look away, but instead carefully observed Xia Tong's reaction.

The Ninth Prince frowned slightly: "What happened when you went out, child?"

She was more focused on the event itself.

Xia Tong then briefly explained that the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old had encouraged him to "snitch," and his own judgment that Kukuru would clashed with Edwin on his own.

After listening, Shadow Tsubaki glanced at Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, her tone laced with mockery: "So, you made a promise to this simple-minded guy?"

She had some reservations about Xia Tong agreeing to one of Dark Shadow Ninth Prince's requests.

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old immediately exploded: "Hey! Who are you calling simple-minded?!"

Shadow Chun completely ignored her, turning instead to Xia Tong, her tone softening slightly: "Since the bet is settled, let's wait and see. However..."

She paused, looked away, and added casually, "Don't take it too hard if you lose; after all, your opponent's intelligence isn't that great."

Xia Tong smiled at An Ying Chun's expression and nodded in agreement, "Yes, I know."

Dark Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old snorted, too lazy to argue with Dark Shadow Chun anymore. She simply flew to Xia Tong's other side and said, "Just wait and see what you'll do!"