Mo Xuan held the bowl of sweet soup and gulped it down, drinking half of it down in no time.

"If it were in the past, I could have eaten one or two of these century-old peaches. Alas, it's all Lu Wenshan's fault. I've worked for two months, and I still owe you a peach."

Shiyi Niang was about to bow again in excitement, but Xu Milu stopped her with both hands and picked her up:

"This sweet soup wasn't made especially for you, so there's no need for that. I've seen so many examples of people who are devoted to love but end up being ruined by it. Your single-minded pursuit of immortality and your indifference to romantic love are truly admirable. It's just a bowl of sweet soup. If you're worried about it, you can gather some seeds for me when you cultivate immortality in the future."

Shiyi Niang was somewhat confused, but Mo Xuan on the other side could see it clearly.

Isn't this describing Xu Milu herself?

The Shan Hai Restaurant has all sorts of diners, including some young and handsome ones. Take Wei Ying and Cheng Chumo, for example. One is dashing and handsome, and the other is dashing and heroic. Yet, this Xu Niangzi shows absolutely no reaction to them.

Everyone says that young men admire Ai, but Mo Xuan is starting to wonder if she's some kind of stoic old monster.

Upon seeing this Eleventh Sister, it was as if one were seeing oneself.

After seeing off Old Master Hu and Eleventh Sister, Mo Xuan couldn't resist the urge to glance at Xu Milu.

"I've wanted to ask this for a long time: if Madam Xu were this Eleventh Sister, how would you handle this matter?"

Xu Milu thought about it carefully:

"Although Eleventh Sister's method is somewhat soft-hearted, it is a good way to sever worldly ties. Firstly, the Lu family has received favors from the Hu family, so they will surely be inclined to protect them in the future. Secondly, Lu Wenshan cannot harm other demons. But if it were me—"

She rested her chin on her hand and said slowly:

"If this debt of gratitude must be repaid, then I will be frank and tell Lu Wenshan that he is destined to have no descendants. I am very interested to see whether he will choose his sister or himself. It's like using someone else's strength against them. When a person hasn't been hurt, they can always be generous with other people's money. I'd also like to see him argue with his mother. Whoever wins, I'll help them."

Mo Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. He silently took a sip of the sweet soup and reminded himself once again that he should never mess with Madam Xu.

...

...

Since that day, Hu Silang has visited the Mountain and Sea Restaurant several more times, saying that after Shiyi Niang returned, she went into seclusion with the Golden Peak Immortal for cultivation, and Shiyi Niang also asked him to bring back many rare flower seeds.

The Lu family gradually declined. In Mo Xuan's words, defying fate inevitably leads to some regrets.

The Hu family no longer cared about the Lu family's affairs, as if they were just a group of strangers.

Xu Milu somewhat understands this feeling.

Demons have long lifespans; even Eleventh Sister once said, "Only sixty years." To them, the Lu family was merely a passing visitor.

It's over now, there's no need to waste any more energy on it.

"Madam Xu, Hu Silang has sent over a few fat geese. They're so well-fed, truly befitting the fox clan. How about we cook some of these fat geese to go with our wine today?"

Mo Xuan held a white-feathered poultry in each hand, his face beaming with joy.

Xu Milu paused for a moment and then asked him, "Did these two... geese talk to you?"

"What are you saying? These two geese haven't developed any intelligence yet, how can they speak?"

Mo Xuan was also completely bewildered.

"Yeah, I knew it wouldn't work. We won't be able to have roast goose, but we can have fruitwood-roasted duck."

Xu Milu, with a serious expression, patted the two white-feathered birds, causing them to flap their wings.

"I guess it's saying, 'You idiot, you've got it wrong, we're both gigolos! We're both gigolos!'"