A/N: Alright, listen up, you demonic cultivators. The little skully ain't in the country right now, so the chapters might come out feeling a bit half-assed. Yeah, I know, excuses, excuses. But cut me some slack—I'm juggling this shit like a drunk acrobat.
The updates will still roll in because consistency is king, but don't expect them to be dripping with my usual brilliance until after the 14th of December. So bear with it, suck it up, and remember: even meh chapters are better than no chapters.
Now, stop whining and get back to reading.
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Han Xuan's veins bulged, his face a picture of barely restrained fury. "You little—"
"I'll help write the report?" Su Xiaobai interrupted, his voice sugary sweet with fake politeness, a smirk tugging at his lips like a mischievous fox eyeing the henhouse.
