The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

Even though he gave him the status and power of the Sang family heir, the other party didn't seem willing to get close to him, and only returned to this old house two or three times a year.

I initially thought he was aloof and didn't like interacting with people, but now it seems it varies from person to person.

Grandpa Sang looked at Yu Jiusi in the photo with a gloomy expression and fell into deep thought.

Back in Beiyuan, Sang Wang spontaneously went into the kitchen to make a hot pot for the little girl, determined to keep his promise to her.

When he had some free time, Yu Jiusi carried Dahuang to the radish field for his daily patrol.

"Little master, was the mother who placed the order today a ghost?" Big Yellow asked the question that had been bothering him all day.

"It's a spirit, a guardian spirit." Yu Jiusi stared at the radish field, explaining casually.

This is the modern world; non-natural phenomena do not exist here, and the laws of this world would not allow them to exist.

"Really?" Big Yellow asked hesitantly, then slowly posed another question.

"Aren't guardian spirits considered unnatural beings? And what am I now?" Big Yellow asked, its big eyes wide with sincerity.

Yu Jiusi, who was following normal logical reasoning, paused for a moment, and suddenly felt that what Da Huang said also made sense.

If non-natural products cannot exist here, then when Big Yellow enters this world, it will be detected by the laws and warned and expelled.

But they have lived here for twenty years and have never encountered the laws of this world.

So, is something wrong with this world, or is there a problem with the laws governing it?

Confused, Luo Bo ate absentmindedly, taking only a few bites at a time.

When Sang Wang saw the little girl staring blankly, he didn't put the tripe directly into her bowl after it was cooked. Instead, he carefully blew on it to cool it down for a while before gently feeding it to her.

They fed the little girl without interrupting her reverie.

Yu Jiusi ate whatever Sang Wangtang cooked, not picky at all, and her obedient eating manners touched someone's heart.

After finishing his meal and watching the young girl go back to her room to wash up, Sang Wang leisurely went to the study.

Upon entering, one sees a young man who has been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master." Xi Qian, who was sitting casually on the windowsill, immediately stood up straight when he saw Sang Wang and greeted him respectfully in a low voice.

Sang Wang glanced at him, then lazily sat down at the desk, took out a photo, and it showed Yu Qianqian and Huo Ze in an intimate pose.

"Give these two some trouble, stop them from always running around biting people." Sang Wang spoke calmly, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

Xi Qian chuckled as he took the photo, glanced at it, and flashed a bright, handsome smile. "Stirring things up, I'm good at it," he said happily.

Sang Wang looked at the boy in front of him who was grinning and talking about causing trouble. He paused for a moment and then took out a piece of paper with a list of medicinal herbs on it.

"I need these things."

The above is the formula for the Restoration Pill.

Looking at the names of the medicinal herbs on the list, Xi Qian's smiling face flashed with a hint of seriousness. These herbs were not easy to obtain.

He hesitated for only a second before Xi Qian put away the list and answered in a low voice without hesitation, "Yes, young master, I will take people to find the medicine right away."

"You make the arrangements, I'll go myself this time." Sang Wang raised his eyes and glanced at the harmless-looking boy's face.

"The journey is fraught with danger, young master. Let me lead some men to scout ahead first," Xi Qian said, frowning.

Although he disliked the people there, he had to admit that they were powerful enough to be arrogant, and that they were xenophobic and looked down on outsiders.

He glanced at the list and, apart from a few unfamiliar items, he had heard of the others.

Even in places rich in spiritual energy, it is an extremely rare existence, and this trip there is likely to be fraught with danger.

"It's nothing, I just happen to be going there to meet someone." Sang Wang casually refused, but insisted on going. "Make the arrangements and leave as soon as possible."

Having failed to persuade him, Xi Qian pursed his lips and had no choice but to comply.

"By the way, the assassin who infiltrated Beiyuan a few days ago has confessed, saying that Sang Ming hired him. Should we deal with him?" Xi Qian's eyes lit up when he said "deal with him."

Sang Ming is the second master of the Sang family, and Sang Wang's nominal second uncle.

Looking at the boy in front of him who got excited at the mention of causing trouble, Sang Wang rubbed his temples with a headache. "He doesn't have the guts. He's just a scapegoat."

"Try to restrain yourself and stop resorting to violence so easily."

Xi Qian gave a blank "Oh".

"Keep him for now, he's still useful."

Hearing this, the light in Xi Qian's eyes dimmed, and he looked disappointed.

It's a pity, he even planned out how the other person would die.

In the bedroom, Yu Jiusi, who had just finished showering, was lying on the sofa with Da Huang, casually flipping through the pages of a medical book.

Suddenly, a blinding red light flashed in the mirror beside him, and Yu Jiusi's fingers, which were turning the page, paused.

The next second, a hollow sound of something tearing through the air came, as if something was piercing through the air at high speed.

In just two seconds, Yu Jiusi casually tilted her head, raised her hand and caught something near her ear, holding it in her palm.

Big Yellow, who was lying lazily on the sofa wagging its tail, suddenly jumped up, its tail bristling.

[Damn, a sneak attack? An assassination?]

Yu Jiusi did not answer but stood up with a cold face, slowly walked to the balcony with the sniper rifle bullets still warm on her fingertips, her long, smooth black hair dancing in the night wind.

Her skin was as white as snow, and under the cool moonlight, she seemed like an elf born from the darkness.

The sniper, hundreds of meters away, anxiously checked the assassination results through his scope.

No, I didn't get hit. That shot should have been fatal.

When he adjusted his scope and saw the unharmed girl standing on the balcony in the distance, his brows furrowed deeply. "Why is it a girl?"

The job he took was clearly to kill that arrogant and domineering lord in the capital. Wasn't the lord supposed to be celibate? How come there are women in his house?

Before he could finish his questioning, his eyes, which were fixed on the scope, suddenly trembled. The girl in the lens was as beautiful as a dark elf, and at this moment she turned her head and stared at him intently.

Even from that distance, it felt like I could see him.

The sniper was terrified. He forced himself to calm down and prepared to take aim and finish off the man, only to find that he had already disappeared from the balcony.

After anxiously searching around, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Holding his gun, he turned around abruptly and saw the girl walking towards him and the little stray dog ​​at her feet. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened in horror.

"You, you, how did you get here?" I was just in that room a moment ago.