My and Their Anime-Style Otherworldly Survival Adventure

"Oh dear, Jiuxiao, your two girlfriends are so jealous. It seems you're really popular with them."

Jiu Xiao, the person involved, remained completely unmoved, even feeling a little amused. He was already well aware of Wei Zhi's wicked sense of humor and had no intention of responding, otherwise Wei Zhi would become even more smug and might come up with some more pranks.

The helicopter flew over the city for about ten minutes before landing smoothly at the Sima family's residence. Wei Zhi arranged another car to take Jiu Xiao and the others home, but for some reason, she herself got into the car as well.

Jiuxiao said helplessly, "Oh dear, Miss, don't you have any social obligations on such an important holiday? We won't trouble you to take us. The driver will be fine."

Wei Zhi immediately gave the driver a wink, and the driver said, "Um, Miss, I suddenly remembered that my wife at home is waiting for me to spend Christmas Eve. Can I ask for a day off?"

Wei Zhi nodded: "Go ahead, you've worked hard. I'll double your bonus this month."

The driver bowed deeply to Wei Zhi in gratitude, then sped off, leaving Jiu Xiao and his group, along with a beaming Wei Zhi, behind. She got into the driver's seat and turned around: "Alright, now there's no driver. Jiu Xiao, you don't want to walk back in the cold wind with your girlfriends, do you?"

Jiuxiao, Xiaoyuan, and Sania: "..."

Okay, okay! You want to play like this? I'll get my hands on you a hundred times someday, a hundred times!

"Sister Weizhi, what exactly do you want? Can you please stop torturing us like this? It's almost 23 p.m., please let us go!" Jiuxiao finally couldn't hold back anymore, her tone filled with helplessness and pleading.

Miori blinked, her smile full of playfulness: "Oh, Jiuxiao, I just heard that woman Musou bragging during the day that you guys are having a Christmas party at home, and I wanted to join in the fun. You won't be too unhappy with me, will you? Look, I've even prepared a gift for you." As she spoke, Miori picked up the exquisite gift box on the passenger seat and gently shook it.

Good heavens, so they came prepared, waiting for him here! And the traitor was actually Mugeng, which left Jiuxiao somewhat dumbfounded. He had a feeling that tonight wouldn't be peaceful; with these two women together, his house was likely to be torn apart.

But since things have come to this point, it would be impolite for Jiuxiao to refuse again.

The group quickly returned to Jiuxiao's residence. As they pushed open the door, a confetti canister exploded in the air with a "bang," sending colorful confetti slowly drifting down. Jiuxiao, who was walking at the front, was startled, thinking he had been attacked.

Mu Geng wanted to laugh at Jiu Xiao's panicked state. But the next second, she turned pale with fright at the sight of Jiu Xiao covered in blood. She hugged him tightly, her trembling hands frantically searching his body.

"Jiuxiao, what happened to you? You're covered in blood! Are you injured? How badly? Quick! To the hospital... no, an ambulance! Call an ambulance!" Mugen was already incoherent, his eyes quickly reddening, his voice choked with sobs. (For plot purposes, the Gastrea's blood has been changed to red. Please forgive me. Besides, it's only reasonable for any aerobic animal to have red blood!)

Yeonju and Fate, already prejudiced, immediately tensed up. Although Yeonju was usually playful, seeing Jiuxiao covered in blood filled her with worry and fear. Fate, needless to say, had already lost all color in her face.

Yanzhu threw herself onto Jiuxiao's back, crying with tears streaming down her face, "Jiuxiao, please don't be hurt! You promised to take me as your wife, you can't just abandon me like this!"

Jiu Xiao was somewhat taken aback by this sudden concern and tears, and besides, he hadn't agreed to such a thing. The atmosphere had already reached this point; if he said he was fine now, would he get beaten up? Come to think of it, it was also his fault; Jiu Xiao hadn't told his family about tonight's urgent mission so as not to worry them.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. This is all enemy blood." Jiu Xiao then explained what had happened that night to everyone. Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Only Kisara seemed a little absent-minded, even ignoring Miori who came in after them. Kyusho invited everyone to sit down in the living room, and without even changing his clothes, he pulled Kisara to the second-floor balcony.

"Kisara-nee, I'm really fine, so don't worry. This isn't like you at all." He gripped Kisara's still slightly trembling hand tightly, his eyes full of concern and apology.

Only then did Kisara seem to snap out of her daze, looking down at her hand tightly held by Jiuxiao, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls. Kisara frantically wiped away her tears, sobbing, "I...I'm sorry, I didn't want this to happen...but I just couldn't control myself..."

Something unusual was definitely amiss, and Jiu Xiao felt that things might not be so simple. So, he pressed further, "Did something remind you of some bad memories?"

Upon hearing this, Kisara trembled slightly, her eyes instantly dimming as if shrouded in a gloom. She hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly: "Yes, seeing you covered in blood reminded me of my parents two years ago... They were lying on the ground covered in blood like you, and then they never woke up again... You... do you know? Just now, for a moment, I felt like I almost lost you forever..."

Jiu Xiao understood; it was his blood-soaked appearance that had triggered Mu Geng's PTSD. Jiu Xiao tenderly embraced Mu Geng, saying, "I'm sorry for reminding you of those painful memories. I'll be more careful from now on and try not to worry you." Jiu Xiao's voice was gentle yet firm as he softly patted Mu Geng's back, trying to soothe her heart, which trembled with fear and those memories.

"Idiot, you really can't do that again next time. You must tell me first if anything happens..."

Mu Geng gradually calmed down in Jiu Xiao's arms. Feeling Jiu Xiao's heartbeat, she unconsciously closed her eyes. Companionship is the best comfort. Jiu Xiao held Mu Geng quietly until she completely broke free from that painful memory.

About fifteen minutes later, Mu Geng, who had returned to normal, pushed Jiu Xiao away with a flushed face.

"Don't tell anyone about tonight's events, or you'll be in big trouble. I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. You should take a shower and change your clothes too, otherwise it will be terrible if you get blood everywhere."

P.S.: It's almost the end of the month, brothers, how about feeding us a few more free blades and monthly tickets, otherwise they'll expire, hehe.

Chapter Ninety-Four: Drunken Sexual Misconduct

Before Jiu Xiao could say anything, Mu Geng rushed out. She didn't want Jiu Xiao to see her in her current sorry state; this was her last shred of dignity as an older sister. Jiu Xiao returned to his room, quickly washed himself in the shower, and changed out of his blood-stained clothes. He stared at the blood-red trench coat, his thoughts drifting far away.

The two happiest things in the world are a false alarm and getting something back. He realized that he had slowly taken up a very important place in Mugen's heart, which made him feel happy, but also made him feel that the responsibility on his shoulders had become even heavier.

Upon entering the living room, everyone was already seated together. Xiaoyuan and Weizhi recounted the details of what had happened to the others. As soon as Jiuxiao came down, Yanzhu glared at her with resentful eyes: "Jiuxiao, how dare you abandon me to fight? So, you've already grown tired of my body?"

Upon hearing this, Jiuxiao nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He walked up to Yanzhu, sheathed his sword, and retorted, "Where did you learn all this talk? You won't be satisfied until you get me in jail, will you?"

Yeonjoo covered her forehead, feigning pain and complaining, "Hmph! Who told you not to inform everyone about something so important? Do you know how scary you looked just now?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, there will definitely not be a next time, please forgive me this time, okay? Yeonju, Fitt."

Jiuxiao quickly apologized to Yanzhu and Fite, his eyes full of sincerity. Fite gently shook her head, a faint smile playing on her lips: "It's alright, Jiuxiao-gege, I know you did it so we wouldn't worry. But next time, please remember to tell us in advance, or I'll really get angry."

Yeonju pouted and pretended to be angry, saying, "Alright, since Fate has said so, I'll reluctantly forgive you. However, you have to make it up to us by taking me and Fate to the amusement park for a day another day."

Jiu Xiao smiled and nodded in agreement, finally calming down her "little darling." Kids these days are getting harder and harder to fool. Unlike little angel Fate, who's always so considerate and understanding. Mu Geng also came out of her bedroom at that moment, her hair slightly damp, clearly having just taken a shower. Although she tried her best to hide the fact that she had just cried, the faint redness around her eyes betrayed her emotions.

Upon seeing this, Miori immediately understood the situation but didn't bring it up. Although she and Kisara didn't get along, they both understood the principle of not exposing each other's difficulties. Miori gently patted the empty seat next to her, gesturing for Kisara to come and sit down. Kisara hesitated for a moment, but eventually walked over slowly and sat down next to Miori, trying to make her expression look as natural as possible.

Seeing that the two did not start arguing, Jiu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The banquet began, though it was more of a simple family gathering. Jiu Xiao raised his glass and addressed everyone, saying, "Thanks to everyone's help over the past year, my firm has been able to operate smoothly. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude. Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses in response, and a lively atmosphere filled the table, sweeping away the previous tension. After several dishes, the conversation gradually opened up, and Wei Zhi suggested, "It's a rare holiday, and just eating and drinking like this is too boring. How about we play the King's Game?"

Jiu Xiao immediately became alert. Based on his understanding of Wei Zhi, he knew this woman was definitely about to cause trouble.

"Isn't this inappropriate? There are children present. What if someone makes a request that is inappropriate for them? Besides, we haven't prepared any relevant props." Jiu Xiao tried to dissuade them, his eyes filled with a hint of wariness.

Wei Zhi, seemingly prepared, pulled out the necessary props from somewhere—a deck of cards and a cardboard box. She chuckled smugly, "I've already prepared the props. We can write down some punishments in advance, put them in the box, and then randomly draw them. Of course, everyone can review the content together to ensure there are no outrageous requests."

Seeing Wei Zhi's insistence, Jiu Xiao had no choice but to compromise. After all, it was a holiday, and he didn't want to spoil everyone's fun. He turned to the others and asked for their opinions: "What do you all think? You can refuse if you don't want to play."

Kisara frowned slightly. Her intuition told her that Miori was brewing something bad. She was about to refuse when Miori interrupted her. Miori winked at Kisara and said provocatively, "What's wrong, Kisara-kun? Are you scared? Or are you worried about getting some bad punishment and you're afraid to play? Well, with Kisara-kun's luck, you're probably the one who gets punished every time, right?"

Kisara gritted her teeth and retorted, "That's a really low-level provocation. But since you're so eager to see me make a fool of myself, I'll play along. Tonight, we're destined to share a bed!"

"It's just a game, it can't be that serious..." Xiaoyuan said timidly.

After Kisara agreed, the others were eager to try as well. The rules of the King's Game were very simple: everyone present formed a circle, wrote down some penalty clauses, confirmed them with each other, and then put them into a box.

There were seven people in total, so they only kept cards 2 through 7 and the Joker. Jiu Xiao was in charge of shuffling the cards, and each person drew a card. The person who drew the Joker became the "King" and had the right to designate up to two people to play a punishment game. The player designated by the King had to draw a slip of paper from the box to carry out the punishment according to the instructions on the slip.

After Jiuxiao shuffled the cards, everyone drew their cards in turn. Muliang revealed the Joker card she had drawn, and she gave Weizhi a hostile look.

"Hahaha, Sima Weizhi, prepare to accept your punishment! I order player number 3 to draw the punishment slip."

Miori revealed the playing card she had drawn, number 6: "It seems that Kisara-kun's expectations are going to be dashed."

Everyone revealed the cards they had drawn, and number 3 was none other than Jiu Xiao. It was truly a battle of gods, leaving mortals to suffer! Jiu Xiao took the box, casually pulled out a slip of paper, which read: "Drink a glass of water." Judging by the handwriting, it was Xiao Yuan's.

Jiu Xiao looked at the note in his hand with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Only the simple-minded Xiao Yuan could come up with such a punishment. He still pretended to be angry and glared at Xiao Yuan, who quickly begged for forgiveness, "I'm sorry, Jiu Xiao-jun."

After the punishment was carried out, the game continued. This time, Miori drew the Joker card. He glanced at the backs of everyone's cards out of the corner of his eye, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips.

"Number 6, let's draw one."

Everyone revealed the cards they had drawn. Number 6 was Kisara, and her punishment was: to meow like a cat. This was written by Jiuxiao, that pervert, because everyone present except him was female, so anyone other than him who drew this card was guaranteed to win.

Kisara looked at the note in her hand, her face slightly flushed. Meowing like a cat was just too embarrassing! While she hesitated, Miori snatched the note away. Looking at Kisara's punishment-like expression, Miori couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, Kisara-kun, I never thought you'd end up like this! This punishment is practically tailor-made for you!"

Kisara glared at Miori, snatched back the note, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't get too cocky. Wait until I draw the Joker, and see how I deal with you!"

Wei Zhi, however, didn't care at all and chuckled, saying, "Alright, I'm waiting! But before that, you'd better finish your punishment first."

Kisara took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and meowed softly, mimicking a cat. Although the sound was very soft, it still seemed particularly jarring in the quiet atmosphere.

Everyone tried their best not to laugh, to preserve her dignity, except for Mizhi, who was laughing so hard she was doubled over.

"Damn it, go ahead and laugh if you want, I'm not that petty."

The game continued, and this time Jiuxiao drew the Joker card. He designated numbers 7 and 5 to perform the punishment game, which consisted of Fate and Xiaoyuan. The slips of paper they drew read: give the King a shoulder massage for three minutes and do 10 push-ups, both fairly normal punishments.

The game went on for over ten rounds. Notably, every time Miori drew the Joker, it "coincidentally" landed on Kisara. Anyone with eyes could see there was something fishy going on, but there was no evidence, infuriating Kisara. If it weren't for Kushou holding them back, the two would probably have already staged a real-life WWE scene.

The game ended, and everyone was a little thirsty. All the drinks were finished, and Jiu Xiao wanted to pour everyone some water, but Wei Zhi stopped him.

“Jiuxiao, I’ll go. I happen to have some juice that someone gave me in my car. I’ll go get it.”

Jiu Xiao paused for a moment, looking at Wei Zhi's smile that seemed to hide something. Although he had some doubts, he still nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Sister Wei Zhi."

A moment later, Wei Zhi came in carrying a dozen colorful glass bottles, and she distributed them to everyone.

"Wow, what a beautiful color," Yeonjoo exclaimed, holding a bottle of sky-blue beverage.

Jiuxiao looked at the bottles of different colors in everyone's hands. Although he was puzzled, he still took a sip and found nothing unusual, except that the taste was a bit strange, sweet with a barely perceptible astringency. He didn't think much of it, assuming it was just the unique flavor of fruit juice.

As night deepened, after tasting the juice brought by Wei Zhi, Jiu Xiao noticed that everyone's behavior was gradually becoming strange.

Mu Geng hiccuped, her eyes becoming hazy. She rubbed her eyes, seemingly a little sleepy, but a strange smile lingered on her lips. She gently shook the half-empty bottle of juice in her hand, staggered to sit down next to Jiu Xiao, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hiccup~ Jiuxiao, come on, let's toast!" Mu Geng's voice was a little drunk and coquettish. She almost dropped the juice bottle in her hand, but Jiuxiao caught it with quick reflexes.

Jiu Xiao finally realized that this sweet and slightly bitter "juice" was actually a low-alcohol cocktail. It was just that the alcohol flavor was masked by the fruit juice and syrup, which was why he hadn't noticed it at first.

He glanced at the other girls, and sure enough, they were all under the influence. What surprised him, however, was how low their tolerance to alcohol was. Enju and Fate were alright; they were young, and it was late, so a little alcohol was to understandable. Madoka, Sania, and Kisara were all drunk, while the culprit, Miori, was slumped over the table, whether feigning sleep or genuinely drunk, was unclear. Kusho guessed the former was more likely.

Seeing that Jiu Xiao didn't react for a while, Mu Geng simply straddled his lap. Jiu Xiao was startled by this sudden intimacy and froze, unsure of what to do with his hands, which hung awkwardly in mid-air. Mu Geng's cheeks were flushed, and his breath carried a faint scent of alcohol.

"Come on, cheers, Jiuxiao... Hey, what are you standing there for? Do you look down on your sister and don't want to drink with her?"

Jiu Xiao snatched the juice bottle from Mu Geng's hand, afraid that she would completely lose her mind if she drank any more. He gently comforted her, "Sister Mu Geng, you're drunk. Let me take you back to your room to rest."

Mu Geng seemed not to hear him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. "How...how could this be! Isn't this juice? Jiu Xiao, don't lie to me. Try it if you don't believe me." Before Jiu Xiao could react, Mu Geng snatched the "juice" back from his hand. She took a sip herself, and to Jiu Xiao's incredulous gaze, she quickly leaned closer. A soft touch spread through her, and a steady stream of "juice" was poured into his mouth...

Jiu Xiao was stunned. It all happened so suddenly; he didn't even have time to react. He tried to push Mu Geng away, but Mu Geng's body was as supple as a snake, clinging tightly to him, making it difficult for him to exert any force. Jiu Xiao didn't dare to use too much force either, afraid of hurting Mu Geng. Since he couldn't resist, he could only enjoy it—this was Jiu Xiao's motto.

Just then, he suddenly saw Xiaoyuan straighten up, trying to stand up. After several unsuccessful attempts, Xiaoyuan complained, "Hey~ Sister Kisara is so cunning~ I want a kiss too..." Under the influence of alcohol, Xiaoyuan said something she would never normally say, her face beaming with a childlike yet dreamy smile.

Jiu Xiao was startled and quickly withdrew his attention from Mu Geng. Mu Geng seemed to have used up all his strength, his body went completely limp, and he lay on top of Jiu Xiao as if he were asleep, motionless.

He gently laid Mu Geng on the sofa, and Jiu Xiao quickly reached out to help Xiao Yuan up. Jiu Xiao slumped into his arms, reaching out to gently stroke his cheek, murmuring, "Hahaha, Jiu Xiao Jun... How strange, how come you have three heads... I don't even know which one to kiss..."

Jiu Xiao was both amused and exasperated. The alcohol was incredibly potent, making the usually shy and reserved Xiao Yuan so proactive. He kissed Xiao Yuan's forehead and said, "Silly girl, you're drunk. Let me take you back to your room to rest."

Xiao Yuan touched the spot where Jiu Xiao had kissed her, giggling foolishly. Jiu Xiao carried Xiao Yuan in a princess carry back to her room, took off her coat and shoes, and covered her with a blanket. Back in the living room, he did the same to Mu Geng, Enju, and Fate, sending them back to rest as well.

When it was Sania's turn, Jiu Xiao noticed that although she was drunk, her eyes were still wide open, staring blankly at him without saying a word. Jiu Xiao was slightly aroused by Sania's eyes, which seemed particularly alluring under the influence of alcohol... He quickly suppressed the wicked thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, and carried her back to the room.

The drunken Sania clung to Jiu Xiao like an octopus, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. It took Jiu Xiao a lot of effort to finally place Sania safely on the bed, and then he carefully undressed her so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Chapter Ninety-Five: First Meeting with the Holy Emperor

Returning to the living room, Jiuxiao sighed helplessly at the mess on the floor, completely ignoring Weizhi, who was pretending to be asleep at the table. As a member of a large family, Weizhi couldn't possibly have such a low alcohol tolerance. Although Japanese law has strict restrictions on underage drinking, judging from Weizhi's actions today, she was definitely not someone who dutifully abided by those rules.

"Let's see how long you can keep pretending to be asleep!" Jiu Xiao said loudly on purpose, not believing that Wei Zhi could continue to pretend even knowing she was exposed.

Sure enough, after Jiu Xiao finished speaking, Wei Zhi, who was crawling, stopped pretending and sat up straight, looking at him with a resentful expression. She teased, "Jiu Xiao, this isn't fun. How about it? Do you like the Christmas present I gave you? I originally planned to use alcohol to slightly stimulate them, but I didn't expect them to be so weak. They all got drunk after just a little bit."

Upon hearing this, Jiuxiao gave a wry smile. He truly hadn't expected Weizhi's "Christmas present" to turn out this way. Looking at the seemingly mischievous but actually deep-thinking girl before him, he shook his head and said, "Weizhi-neechan, your gift is certainly 'unique,' but it's a bit excessive. It's one thing for Kisara-neechan, Madoka, and Sania, but Enju and Fate are still children. What if something happens to them?"

Wei Zhi's playful smile faded: "Indeed, that was something I didn't consider, but those cocktails only had 5% alcohol content, I didn't expect this result either. But, Jiu Xiao, how was the taste of that woman, Mu Geng?"

When Miki said this, her expression was quite intriguing, like your best buddy asking you, "How was that pretty girl's taste?"

Jiuxiao was taken aback. Indeed, if it weren't for Weizhi's help, he didn't know when he would have been able to get Kisara's first kiss. However, wasn't this method a bit too cowardly? Although it was Kisara who took the initiative, as for guilt? There was a little, but only a little. If you want to achieve harem dominance, you can't have too high a moral standard.

Although Jiu Xiao had taken all the benefits from tonight's events, he still said expressionlessly, "This is the last time," so as not to let Wei Zhi get carried away.

Wei Zhi stood up, a calm expression masking her inner relief. It would be a loss if this incident caused Jiu Xiao any resentment, especially after witnessing their combined strength. Moreover, through their time together, she understood even more how much Jiu Xiao valued these girls.

After slowly approaching Jiu Xiao, Wei Zhi said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go back now. Don't miss your sister too much."

Jiuxiao glanced at the time; it was already past 1 a.m. He was a little worried and tried to persuade her to stay, saying, "Sister Weizhi, it's so late. Why don't you stay at my place for the night? I'm not comfortable with you going back alone as a woman."

Wei Zhi chuckled and waved her hand, "Don't worry, Jiu Xiao, I'm no weak woman. Besides, I've already called the family bodyguards to pick me up. Or is this just another excuse for you to ask me to stay the night? It seems that boring woman Mu Geng has finally failed you, and now you're starting to set your sights on me?" At the end, Wei Zhi couldn't resist teasing Jiu Xiao.

Look at what she's saying! Is Yuan Jiuxiao really that kind of person? Be careful, he might sue you for defamation. To stop Weizhi from causing further trouble, Jiuxiao pushed her towards the door.

"Take care! Don't forget tonight's reward, not a penny less."

Wei Zhibei half-pushed and half-guided Jiu Xiao to the door. She smiled and winked, teasingly saying, "Don't worry, little brother Jiu Xiao, you won't be shortchanged by a single penny. I'm a woman of my word. However, your attitude of kicking me out is truly disheartening."

"Sister Weizhi, please stop teasing me. I was just worried about your safety. Now that you've made arrangements, I'm relieved. Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you get home."

"Alright, I'm off then." Wei Zhi turned around, just about to open the door, when suddenly she seemed to remember something, turned back, and said seriously to Jiu Xiao, "Oh right, Jiu Xiao, I have some inside information to tell you. I heard that someone in Tokyo seems to be secretly investigating you recently. You'd better be careful, don't let some strange guy target you."

Upon hearing this, Jiu Xiao's expression turned serious. He nodded and said earnestly, "Understood, Sister Wei Zhi, thank you for reminding me. I will be careful and remind others to act cautiously as well."

Wei Zhi nodded and turned to leave. The door slowly closed, and Jiu Xiao stood there, gazing intently out the window. This seemingly peaceful world was actually rife with undercurrents, and who knew how many people were secretly coveting them.

After cleaning up the mess, it was nearly three in the morning. Jiu Xiao walked to the window, gently pulled back the curtains, and gazed at the silent street outside. The night was as dark as ink, with only a few streetlights casting a dim yellow glow, like eyes staring at him from the abyss. He wondered to himself if the matter of being secretly investigated, as mentioned by Wei Zhi, was the work of the Five Flying Gang.

The Five Flying Brothers are an evil organization seeking to conquer the world and gain global hegemony. They have restarted their New World Creation Project, and their followers have taken over the prime ministerships in the Hokkaido and Osaka regions. Their leaders are adorned with pentagram tattoos decorated with feathers; five wings signify the highest authority. Following these are four-winged, three-winged, two-winged individuals, and those with only one wing are considered believers, slaves, or livestock.

They're all no good anyway. Their purpose in getting close to Jiuxiao is nothing more than trying to win him over and fuel their unrealistic fantasies. Jiuxiao sneered inwardly. He wasn't the kind of person who would be easily manipulated. He hoped these guys wouldn't do anything outrageous, or he wouldn't mind crushing a few rats.

Nothing happened that night. When Jiuxiao got up, the sun was already high in the sky. Downstairs, everyone sat around the table eating breakfast. Xiaoyuan and the others had already started their winter vacation, from December 24th to January 8th, which was a good time for them to relax.

When Xiaoyuan saw Jiuxiao come downstairs, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look him in the eye. It seemed that she remembered what happened last night.