Shu Xubai: "..."

There's a phrase I'm not sure if I should say.

This little dog, 3,000 years younger than him, was deliberately provoking him.

There can't be a peaceful resolution without a life-or-death struggle.

Bo Jichen: "..."

It let out a screeching sound like a groundhog.

Agares truly lived up to his reputation as a student.

As the saying goes, the kind of teacher you have determines the kind of elite students you produce. He said that with his flirting skills, how could he possibly produce a student who is completely insensitive?

impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

His students have already grasped his essence and unleashed their true nature.

When I get back, I'm going to brag about it to my sweetheart, letting her know what it means to surpass one's teacher. How could his apprentice be bad? Absolutely not.

"Good girl!" Agares, with his reddened ears, patted his little wife's head and glanced at Shu Xubai, saying, "Lord Shu Xubai, did you hear me clearly? If you didn't, Jiang Jiang can say it again."

Shu Xubai flicked the broken bottle shards in his hand: "Agares, what kind of drug did you give her? Give her to me, she's mine."

"Don't give it to him, he'll hit me." Jiang Si clung tightly to Agares' neck, her head resting on his chin, her face pressed against his chest. "Agares, if you give me to him, he'll hit me, he even tried to bite me, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much."

Agares' words poured out like a vow: "No, you are mine, and I will not give you to anyone else."

Jiang Si sniffed, her voice tinged with a soft, sweet tone, "Yes, I'm yours, and no one can give me to you. If they beat me, if they beat me to death, you won't have such a cute Jiang Jiang anymore."

Bo Jichen: "..."

Heavens above, earth below.

Why does this cheap, young woman always seem so sullen and withdrawn around him? It's heartbreaking.

This wretched disciple, who wouldn't even nibble on meat that was practically stuffed into his mouth, looked like a little milk cake, coated in honey.

“No!” Agares braced himself on the grass with one hand, and placed the hand that was on her waist on his hip as he slowly stood up.

Jiang Si exclaimed "Wow!" and wrapped her legs around his waist: "Honey, you're so amazing! You can lift me up with one hand. I'm quite fat, I weigh 200 pounds."

Agares' lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile: "Nonsense, you clearly weigh 300 pounds."

Jiang Si grinned, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she laughed: "No, that's not right. I weigh 400 jin (200 catties), hehe!"

Shu Xubai: "..."

Isn't that childish?

That brat doesn't even weigh 100 pounds, at most 90 or 80 pounds. She's just slim where she should be and curvy where she should be. Her figure is impeccable. 300 pounds? Who are you trying to scare?

Bo Jichen: "..."

Finally, I managed to gnaw on a goose head.

He smacked his lips.

Even though the goose head is supposed to be salty, why does it taste slightly sour, like the rotten smell of dog food?

Bo Jichen saw Agares stand up while holding his adopted daughter, and Shu Xubai also stood up.

He looked at the food in front of him.

I thought about it and realized that my eldest daughter had spent three hours making it, so I couldn't let it go to waste.

He casually swept the button, and it sent everything into the spatial storage.

Agares coaxed a child, saying softly, "Jiang Jiang, let out your willow branch. Sit on it and watch me trample that Shu Xubai's white head into the ground, okay?"

Stomp his head into the ground?

Shu Xubai spat out directly: "Agares is too arrogant and boastful. Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? You even stepped on my head and put it in the ground. I'll kill you today."

His mental strength has been restored by Jiang Si.

He refused to believe he couldn't beat this little dog who was 3,000 years younger than him.

Agares ignored Shu Xubai, placed his young wife in his arms on the willow-covered bench she had set out, and turned to get up.

Jiang Si's hand was still around his neck, preventing him from getting up. She blinked her big, clear eyes, leaned forward, and rubbed her red, moist lips against his thin lips, smiling sweetly and obediently: "Go for it, husband!"

Agares's ears and neck continued to turn red. His usually cold face suddenly seemed to burn, and his voice was hoarse: "Okay, I'll do my best!"

Jiang Si let go of his hand and sat cross-legged on the willow stool.

Bo Jichen quietly approached and sat down on the willow-scented stool, nudging his eldest daughter with his elbow: "Sweetie, is there any fruit to eat?"

Jiang Si tilted her head to the side, grinned, and squinted her eyes: "Yes, but I won't give it to you. You're a bad person. I'm giving it to my husband."

Bo Jichen: "..."

The pheromones from strong liquor are indeed harmful.

Look what he's done to his precious eldest daughter; she doesn't even recognize him anymore.

“Look, that’s my husband. He’s about to fight that bad guy. You have to learn from me and cheer him on!” Jiang Si pointed at Agares and said to Bo Jichen, “If you cheer him on, I’ll give you lots and lots of fruit to eat.”

Bo Jichen: "..."

To save money on the fruit in my eldest daughter's online space.

This is a disgrace.

He enjoyed it immensely.

They even hoped it would come on stronger.

then.

Bo Jichen covered his mouth with both hands and shouted loudly at his student who had pulled out a knife: "Agares, go go go! I'm your little fanboy, I believe in you!"

"Get that pale-faced guy, stomp his head into the mud, and stop him from being arrogant and domineering."

As Bo Jichen's shout subsided, a small, round fruit with purple stripes and a delicate fragrance was handed to him—a fruit he had never seen before.

He casually scooped it up, his smile incredibly fawning: "Thank you, darling. What kind of fruit is this?"

With a dazed look in her eyes, Jiang Si looked at Agares and replied to Bo Jichen in a very perfunctory manner: "Ginseng Fruit, shut up, don't talk, look at my husband."

Bo Jichen stuffed the fruit into his spatial storage, instantly transforming into a professional tool. He then retrieved two ribbons from the storage and handed over a shredded ginger.

Jiang Si took the ribbon, casually broke off a willow branch from the willow bench, tied the ribbon to the branch, and waved it at Agares, who had already started fighting, shouting: "Go, husband! Go! Kick that bad guy in the chest! Yes, yes, after kicking his chest, kick his legs! Make him kneel down and call me daddy!"

Shu Xubai: "..."

He barely dodged Agares's kick aimed at his chest.

He thrust his cane and sword at him.

Agares parried Shu Xubai's thrusting sword with his Tang sword, then kicked him in the knee with his military boots.

Shu Xubai spun around, dodging his feet, and yelled at Jiang Si, "Jiang Si, you heartless bastard, you're helping an outsider instead of me!"

Jiang Si waved her colorful ribbons, her face flushed, her lips red and moist: "You're the outsider, he's mine. If we don't beat you up together, who will we beat up?"