Today, there was an urgent matter, so I could only update one chapter.
Tomorrow I will make up for it by posting an extra chapter.
That's all.
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Because of a command from Liu Yihuan, Zhong Minyan's face was gloomy all night, darker than the bottom of a pot.
Usually, when Zhong Minyan had such an expression, it served as a warning: I'm annoyed, don't mess with me! Thus, several young people who knew him well tacitly chose to ignore him, to avoid accidentally provoking him.
Liu Yihuan couldn't care less about his attitude, giggling as she walked ahead, leaving Zhong Minyan to carry all the prepared dog blood and boiling oil alone, while she urged him from the front, "Hurry up! Even a snail is faster than you, are you malnourished or what?"
Xuanji saw the veins on Zhong Minyan's forehead were about to burst; he was clearly holding back his rage. With trepidation, she approached him and whispered, "Si—Sixth Brother, let me carry one jar for you..."
