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“Hey.”

Yeh Hannian laughed in a strange tone, “Fifth Uncle, you’re still kicking around?

I thought you died on the way here.”

“You ungrateful brat!

Even daring to strike against me, you’re simply—”

The man angrily tried to get up from the ground, but as soon as he lifted his knee, he was kicked again, kneeling so hard that his bones nearly shattered.

Yeh Hannian couldn’t hide his schadenfreude, “Since Fifth Uncle is tired of living, why don’t I help you out?

Just go ahead and die.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

“Cover his mouth.

So noisy, so noisy.”

Yeh Hannian pretended to rub his temple.

Yeh Xing rummaged through his own belongings, couldn’t find anything suitable, looked around, and tore a piece of the shirt from inside Yeh Xiao’s coat, folded it, wrapped it around from mouth to back of the head several times.

Much better than just covering his mouth.

No matter how much “Fifth Uncle” cursed, all you could hear were indistinct “mmm mmm” sounds.

Yeh Hannian was quite satisfied.

A few elders nearby were displeased, “Hannian, after all, he’s your Fifth Uncle.

Even if he is at fault, we should discuss it together before deciding his guilt.

You’re being too hasty.”

“What does the elder mean?”

Yeh Hannian shot a glance, “He chased me down; just for that reason alone, he deserves to die.”

“But…”

“Don’t ‘but’ me anymore.

Blabbering day in and day out, it’s annoying to hear, hardly doing anything serious all day, just causing me trouble.”

Upon hearing this, the elders’ expressions changed.

Yeh Hannian was eager to add insult to injury, “I’m not talking to you, but to those old fools using their seniority to try to boss me around without realizing their own worth.”

“…”

You might as well have stopped speaking with the last sentence.

Yeh Hannian was particularly proud of his ability to argue fiercely, to the point where no one dared to speak back, then turned to feign pity to Nan Jiaojiao.

“Xiao Nannan, did you see?

They’re all bullying me.

I wish I had someone to back me up.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t want to get mixed up in his trouble.

Moreover, years ago, Yeh Hannian had already suppressed everyone in Mingzhou tightly.

He might lack backing, but he himself is his greatest support.

“I’ll go check on Tuantuan’s room.”

Yeh Hannian’s expression showed slight surprise, his half-squinted eyes still lingering with laughter suddenly froze, almost revealing a moment of embarrassment.

He turned his head, wiped his face.

“Alright, let Tuantuan lead the way for you.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao reached out to Tuantuan, “Come.”

Tuantuan happily placed her little hand into Nan Jiaojiao’s palm.

As they passed by Lang Hao, he shifted slightly but didn’t completely give way and asked in a low voice, “Want to stay here?”

Nan Jiaojiao replied, “Wait here, I’ll be back soon.”

“Okay, as you wish.”

Lang Hao cleared the way.

With a quick glance, White Fox had already followed them without needing instructions.

Yeh Xing and Yeh Xiao also followed, staying two meters behind Nan Jiaojiao, muttering quietly, fighting fiercely.

After that, Nan Jiaojiao stayed in Tuantuan’s room for an hour.

Yeh Hannian knew how to enjoy life; he treated the largest castle in Mingzhou’s central city as his home, with groups of servants inside, clearly divided duties, many rooms across three floors, yet his and Tuantuan’s rooms were adjacent.

The furnishings in the room, the utilities, all were top luxury brands, not only expensive but thoughtfully chosen.

Tuantuan was in high spirits and wanted to take Nan Jiaojiao to Yeh Hannian’s room, but was refused.

The little girl’s face slowly drooped down, looking up and her eyes sparking sporadically with dim stars, “Mommy, see you.”

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