The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 233 The Base of the Wall

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"Well..." The old lecher blinked rapidly, scratching his scalp with his rough hand. "This... right... I didn't quite understand..."

Yang Ming's face immediately fell in a series of black lines. It turned out that his rambling just now was a complete waste of breath.

"Giggle giggle..." Wei Qingqing, Aunt Liu, Chunlan, and Qiuyue covered their mouths and giggled.

"I knew it, didn't I? You're just incomprehensible. How can there be such a stupid person like you in the world???" Yang Ming looked at the old lecher with disdain.

"You..." The old lecher was so angry that he stammered for a long time, but couldn't utter a single word.

"My meaning is quite clear. It means that the World Tree can only recognize a master when it enters its adult metamorphosis stage. An unowned World Tree will automatically communicate with the World Tree of another planet. And there are definitely quite a few aliens in the universe who control the World Tree. Moreover, not all aliens are peaceful races..." Yang Ming said.

"So, if you're gone, then the World Tree has to be cut down, otherwise, it might be used by aliens as a springboard to invade Earth. Am I right?" the old lecher said.

"Oh my, you're so smart. That's why I'm worth more than a panda now. You'd better take good care of me..." Yang Ming puffed out his chest, acting like a big shot, and glanced sideways at the old lecher.

"Hehehe..." Wei Qingqing, Aunt Liu, Chunlan and Qiuyue giggled again as they watched Yang Ming strike a pose.

"You're really being too cautious, aren't you? Judging others by your own standards..." The old lecher's eyes darted around, and he immediately understood what Yang Ming meant, muttering to himself.

"There are indeed gentlemen in this world, but there are also many villains..." Yang Ming said meaningfully.

"Hmm, you're right..." The old lecher thought about it and felt relieved. Immigrating to another planet is a big deal. If they really did it, the international uproar it would cause would be significant. After all, the sudden disappearance of a large number of people would definitely attract international attention.

At that time, Yang Ming will definitely become the target of public criticism, and the eyes of the whole world will be focused on him.

"So, for my safety, you'd better not report this matter..." Yang Ming said slowly.

"Speak, what benefits do you want?" The old lecher looked at Yang Ming with disdain. He knew exactly what Yang Ming was thinking; he just wanted to get some benefits.

"hey-hey……"

Yang Ming chuckled, showing no shame at having his trick exposed, and said, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I have a World Tree here, which I've recognized as my master. I can donate this World Tree, but you can't touch it. How about that?"

"You said, you... you also have a World Tree???" The old lecher's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

"Of course..." Yang Ming nodded.

"Do you still have any underage World Trees?" the old lecher asked excitedly.

"Of course there is..." Yang Ming looked at the old lecher with disdain. "Do you know that persimmon tree in our yard? That's the World Tree, but if you want it to ripen, forget about it in your lifetime..."

"Why???" the old lecher thought resentfully.

"The growth period of a World Tree is measured in millions of years..." Yang Ming said slowly.

"A million...million years???" The old lecher stared in disbelief at the World Tree. "You're saying this tree is already a million years old???"

"Of course, otherwise, how could we accumulate enough energy to open the spatial gate? Do you think it's your security door? You can't just open it with a key..." Yang Ming scoffed.

"You're not lying to me???" The old lecher felt he couldn't easily believe Yang Ming's words.

"Tch, why would I lie to you???" Yang glared at him. "If you don't believe me, go ahead and cut down our persimmon tree. Just wait for it to grow up. I won't keep my promise about the World Tree. Instead, I'll plant it on some newly discovered ecological planets and communicate with the World Tree behind us. I can even claim another planet..."

"Huh??? You mean, one World Tree can connect with many Trees of Life???" The old lecher was even more surprised.

"Of course, as long as a World Tree grows on a planet, and that World Tree is unclaimed, then my World Tree can communicate with it and open a spatial gate..." Yang Ming said.

"Doesn't that mean we'll have more than one planet???" the old lecher exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't worry, there's only one..." Yang Ming smiled slightly, "Because after I hand over the World Tree I promised you, I will relinquish control of it. At that time, I will arrange a dedicated passage for it..."

"Huh??? You mean, you're giving up control???" The old lecher was somewhat surprised.

"Of course, you know, I own the World Tree, so I can have as many planets as I want in the future. Why would I care about one more?" Yang Ming looked smugly at the old lecher.

"Whether it's okay or not, I have to go back and ask. I won't bother you anymore..." The old lecher didn't take Yang Ming's contempt to heart. With a flash, he disappeared into the night and vanished in an instant.

"I'm sleepy, let's go home and sleep..." Wei Qingqing yawned, hugging Yang Ming's arm. "I'm telling you beforehand, you're not allowed to have any designs on my planet..."

"Hehe, I said that planet is yours, so it is yours. I will never covet it. Let's go home..." Yang Ming smiled and walked out of the valley with Wei Qingqing.

"Hmm... My planet also needs a name. From now on, it will be called Satellite..." Wei Qingqing tilted her head and thought for a while before saying.

"Satellite??? And the moon? That sounds so petty..." Aunt Liu followed up and grabbed Yang Ming's other arm, saying disdainfully.

"You..." Wei Qingqing was speechless with anger, wanting to retort, but she also felt that what Aunt Liu said made a lot of sense, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes, "You misheard, I was talking about Wei Jiaxing..."

"You changed it so quickly..." Aunt Liu said dismissively.

"If you don't believe me, ask Chunlan and Qiuyue. Wasn't I talking about Wei Jiaxing just now?" Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Madam is referring to Wei Jiaxing..." Chunlan and Qiuyue quickly replied.

"Hmph, they're just sucking up, they don't count. Yang Ming, tell me, was what Qingqing just said about satellites?" Aunt Liu rolled her eyes at Wei Qingqing, completely ignoring Chunlan and Qiuyue, and spoke to Yang Ming.

"You two..." Yang Ming forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, then lowered his head, pulled the two women along, and quickened his pace.

With the crowing of a rooster, a new day began. Yang Ming was lying on his kang (heated brick bed), fast asleep with two beauties in his arms, when a knock came at the door.

"Fourth brother, open the door..." It was Zheng Dongfang's voice.

"Fourth brother, open the door quickly, the sun is already shining on your bottom..." Little Sweetie's voice was just like her name, sweet, clear and melodious.

"You stinking farmer, open the door right now! There's good news, but you left your dearest third brother behind. Tell me, don't you need a beating?" Zhang Jianhui's voice rang out.

"These three are blocking the door..." Yang Ming suddenly sat up, waking up both women with his sudden movement.

"These three are really annoying. Ignore them and let Jixiang Ruyi handle it..." Wei Qingqing's hair was disheveled, and a fair and tender arm wrapped around Yang Ming's neck, pulling him back down.

"Let's go back to sleep..." Aunt Liu said, her eyes still closed, half asleep. She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Yang Ming's waist, then nestled her head into his armpit.

"Why don't you two sleep, and I'll go outside and check..." Yang Ming said.

"No..." the two women said in unison, their four jade-like arms tightly embracing Yang Ming.

"Fine, let's ignore them..." Yang Ming said helplessly.

"May you have good fortune and happiness, and may this be a pleasant occasion for our guests..."

Wei Qingqing called out, and then she and Aunt Liu each pulled up one side of the quilt, covering the three of them completely with the large, thick quilt.

The three people outside were about to continue knocking when the door creaked open from the inside, revealing two identical, beautiful women dressed in pristine white Hanfu.

Yesterday's events are still vivid in my mind. Thinking about how the two sisters cleanly and efficiently took down two martial arts masters, the two brothers are indeed a little intimidated by them, but they are not afraid. After all, it was a misunderstanding. Moreover, the two women do not have a ferocious appearance. On the contrary, they are incredibly beautiful.

Being beautiful is a gift; it gives you an advantage in all kinds of interpersonal interactions...

"Gentlemen, the master went to bed late last night and is still sleeping. Please do not make a loud noise and disturb his rest..." Jixiang said, wearing an apron around his waist and looking at the three men with an unfriendly expression.

"Oh??? What time did your father go to sleep???" Zhang Jianhui's eyes lit up as he asked.

"A little after 3 o'clock..." Ji Xiang was quite honest.

"What did you do before???" Zheng Dongfang asked.

"Why are you asking this???" Ruyi looked at Zheng Dongfang warily.

"Go ask around, you don't know, your master and I are like brothers, we're practically inseparable. I know exactly how many hairs he has on his body," Zheng Dongfang said.

"Then tell me, how many hairs does the master have on his body?" Jixiang asked.

"Uh..." Zheng Dongfang was speechless.

"Can't say anything now, huh??? You're just spouting nonsense..." Jixiang rolled her eyes at Zheng Dongfang and said.

"A metaphor, you know what a metaphor is??? It means that we are very familiar with your master, so familiar that we're practically inseparable..." Zhang Jianhui said.

"Are you very poor??? You don't even have pants! However, if you want to wear the master's pants, you need the master's permission. We dare not make decisions on our own..." Ruyi said.

"Little sisters, it shouldn't be a big deal if you tell us who he was with yesterday, right?" Little Sweetie said with a smile.

"Well... it's really alright..." Jixiang thought for a moment and said, "Master was certainly with both ladies last night..."

"oh???"

The three of them immediately lit up with excitement, as if they had discovered a new continent. Zheng Dongfang, with a wicked grin, asked, "Who are these two ladies?"

"Of course, there are two ladies, who else could it be?" Jixiang looked puzzled, wondering why the three of them were so excited.

"Is one of the ladies Wei Qingqing???" Little Sweetie's expression was like that of the wolf in sheep's clothing tempting Little Red Riding Hood.

"Of course..." Ji Xiang and Ru Yi nodded together.

"And what about the other lady? Is it Aunt Liu?" Little Sweetie kept her voice as low as possible. After all, Yang Ming and Aunt Liu were not husband and wife, and Aunt Liu's house was right next to Yang Ming's. If she guessed wrong and Aunt Liu overheard, it would be very embarrassing.

"Of course..." Ji Xiang Ru Yi nodded again.

"hiss……"

The three of them gasped, exchanged glances, and could see the mischievous, ambiguous look in each other's eyes, along with a hint of disbelief.

"Yes, yes, I understand..." Zhang Jianhui nodded repeatedly. "I didn't realize that this stinky farmer was so capable, managing to work until the wee hours of the morning. I... I'm ashamed of myself..."

"The key is still one against two..." Little Sweetie lowered her voice, a sly smile on her face, "I really didn't expect this, Qingqing is really generous..."

"Hehehe, I'm so envious..." Zheng Dongfang was in the midst of the excitement of digging up new gossip, completely unaware that what he said seemed somewhat inappropriate, or at least the occasion was wrong.

"How envious are you???" Little Sweetie chuckled, her big eyes glaring fiercely at Zheng Dongfang, radiating a murderous aura.

"I'm talking about ability, you know what ability is??? They can keep going until the wee hours of the morning even when they're fighting two against one, but we can't even beat them one against one. Every time I think about this, I feel incredibly ashamed..." Zheng Dongfang said hurriedly, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"You filthy..." Little Sweetie blushed and glared at Zheng Dongfang.

"Ahem, don't be so oblivious to others, okay?" Zhang Jianhui felt a little embarrassed and coughed twice to remind the two scoundrels to be mindful of the occasion.

"What are you three talking about??? Would you like to come inside and have a cup of tea???" Jixiang looked at the three of them whispering to each other in the side, occasionally revealing an extremely lewd smile, and couldn't help but ask hesitantly.

"Oh, okay, okay..." Zhang Jianhui nodded quickly.

"Oh right, do you have anything to eat? I heard your cooking is really delicious, I missed out on it yesterday..." Zheng Dongfang said with a smile.

"Hehe, we've arrived at Fourth Brother's house, why are we being so polite? Let's go inside..." Little Sweetie said, pulling Zheng Dongfang into the house.

Zhang Jianhui grinned slyly at the two women and nodded, then slipped inside quietly.

Seeing the three sneakily slip into the house, Jixiang and Ruyi were both puzzled. They exchanged glances, and both could see a hint of unease in each other's eyes.

"It seems like we said something we shouldn't have," Jixiang whispered.

"Shouldn't be???" Ruyi's confidence was somewhat lacking.

"How about we ask the master?" Jixiang whispered.

"Go..." Ruyi said.

"I... never mind, I'll go cook..." Jixiang grinned and said.

"I'm going to get some firewood..." Ruyi said, and ran off to the yard to get some firewood.

Jixiang looked at Ruyi's somewhat disheveled back and couldn't help but show a hint of doubt on his face. When he entered the house, he saw three people pressing their ears to the door of the east room and listening intently.

"What are you doing???" Jixiang asked the three of them curiously.

"Shh, keep your voice down, or you'll wake up your master and two ladies..." Little Sweetie whispered, covering her lips with her index finger.

"Oh..." Jixiang thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly, pursing her lips tightly as she quietly began to wash the rice and vegetables.

"Did you hear that???" Zheng Dongfang whispered.

"I can't hear you, you're probably too tired. You don't even have the strength to speak. Think about it, from 8 pm last night to 3 am this morning, that's seven hours. Even someone with an iron body would be exhausted..." Zhang Jianhui said with a lewd smile.

"That's right, seven hours is enough to grind an iron pestle into a needle..." Zheng Dongfang said, suppressing his laughter.

"Then why didn't the girl make a sound?" Little Sweetie said.

"Is that even a question??? It's only 6:30 now, and they went to bed at 3:00. So, it hasn't even been four hours yet. Just think about it, they've been busy for seven hours, almost during working hours. How exhausted must they be??? It's no wonder they're not awake at this hour..." Zhang Jianhui said with a mischievous smile.

"Hehehe..." Zheng Dongfang chuckled slyly, nodding repeatedly, "That's how it is, that's how it is..."

"You two keep making fun of that stinky farmer, be careful he gets angry when he finds out..." Little Sweetie covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably, her big eyes curving into crescents.

"If you don't tell us, and neither of us does, who will know?" Zheng Dongfang said nonchalantly.

"That's right..." Zhang Jianhui chimed in.

"What are you saying?? I don't understand???..." Jixiang's voice was very soft, but to the two brothers it was no less than a thunderclap.

"Well, you're still young, it's normal that you don't understand. It's not for kids to ask about adult matters, and you're not allowed to gossip..." Zheng Dongfang glared at Ji Xiang and said.

"Children always meddle in adults' affairs, which is the most annoying thing. Just pretend you didn't hear what we said today, otherwise your master won't like you anymore..." Zhang Jianhui coaxed.

"No way! You're talking badly about Master. If I told Master, he would be so happy..." Jixiang pouted and said.

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