"Brother, could it be that the Zhou family has also recruited a pill refiner?" Dong Dan Shuiyue's guess was almost the same as Bai Yanshou's.

Someone who can produce five or six hundred bottles of mid-grade spirit liquid at once,

Aside from alchemists, they couldn't think of anyone else on the Maple Moon Continent who was richer than their Zhou and Dong Dan families.

No, even among the Zhou family and the Dongdan family, few could casually take out so much spiritual liquid to waste.

"In short, they're not one of ours," Dong Danwenhao said coldly, his expression grim.

"Young Master, but that person is currently staying at our Dongdan Inn," Dongdan Mozhen, who had been following Dongdan Wenhao, whispered.

Even a deaf person could discern the unusual gentleness and ingratiation in Dongdan Mozhen's voice towards Dongdan Wenhao.

Even though they could see it, no one present dared to say anything.

Dong Dan Wenhao didn't shy away from rubbing Dong Dan Mozhen's small hand and said with a smile, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about this. You're so thoughtful."

"It's all thanks to the young master's excellent teaching," Dongdan Mozhen said with a charming smile.

A hint of disgust flashed across Dong Dan Shuiyue's clear, cold eyes, but it disappeared quickly: "Brother, you don't mean to do something to that person at our family's inn, do you? If word gets out, it will affect the inn's business. Uncle will probably blame you if he finds out."

"You know that's our family's inn," Dong Dan Wenhao glanced indifferently at Dong Dan Shuiyue, then coldly glanced at He Maokun and his two sons cowering to the side, his words carrying a strong warning and intimidation: "This is my territory, and I've decided not to leak this information. Who has the guts to leak it out?"

"No, no, we didn't hear anything, we don't know anything," He Maokun said, waving his hands in fright.

He Lanhuai and He Lancai, the siblings, pressed their backs tightly against the chair back, as if they wanted to immediately become one with the chair.

As night fell, Bai Yusheng and Bai Yusu returned to Ji Fengyao's side to report their whereabouts and results for the day.

After reporting, the brother and sister, who didn't have their own room, assumed that Ji Fengyao wanted them to stand guard at the door at night.

The two bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.

While using her divine sense to tease Little Thirteen in the Tower of Life, Ji Fengyao lazily said, "Go and send a message to the others, telling them to take a few hours to rest and stay awake at all times. After you've delivered the message, come back to my room and stay there."

"What you mean, Miss, is..."

"Yes, Miss," Bai Yusu was about to ask something when Bai Yusheng grabbed her arm and she answered politely.

Bai Yusu was pulled out of the house by her older brother, looking completely bewildered. She asked telepathically, "What's wrong, brother? From what Miss said, doesn't she mean that someone will launch a night attack on us tonight?"

"You know this already, why are you asking? Do you think Miss is too good to us, and you're deliberately trying to annoy her?" Bai Yusheng frowned.

"What's wrong now? Miss's personality is actually quite good." Bai Yusu's genuine affection for Ji Fengyao was growing stronger.

"You know that Qian Youying, along with the direct descendants of the Qian family, has already pledged allegiance to Miss, right?" Bai Yusheng felt a deep sense of crisis.

Seeing Bai Yusu nod, Bai Yusheng continued, "Qian Youying is a meticulous and far-sighted person."

The young lady is currently selecting and employing people, so naturally she will place more emphasis on those who are useful to her.

If we want to gain a foothold around Miss, we have to be more careful and clever than others, sister, do you understand?