The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

Chapter 895: Invincible Little Rakshasa! Beat Up the Sang Family! (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Little Rakshasa bared its teeth fiercely and jumped up to the water with a whoosh. Its little hands dug up in the water, and the entire pool of fish was dug ashore!

Little Fat Fish trembled: I’ve only offended your brother. Do you have to kill my entire family…

While Little Rakshasa was playing with the three little black eggs, the Sang family on the other side finally found traces of Little Rakshasa. The guard dressed as a merchant went to the study to see Master Sang. ‘Master, we’ve found the whereabouts of Little Rakshasa.”

“Oh? Where is it?” Master Sang asked in a teasing tone.

“In the Sikong family!” The guard dressed as a merchant said.

Master Sang clenched his fists and said with a deep gaze, “Damn the Sikong family, they have to interfere in everything! Didn’t I tell you to be careful? Why did the Sikong family still discover its existence?”

The guard dressed as a merchant lowered his head and said, “I don’t understand what’s going on either. I’m already very cautious. I don’t know why I’m being targeted by the Sikong family!”

Master Sang said coldly, “Can those dabblers from the Sikong family snatch it from you?”

The guard dressed as a merchant said embarrassedly, “I… I was lured away.”

“Trash!” Master Sang slammed his palm on the table! He had completely forgotten that he had also fallen for the other party’s diversionary tactic. In terms of trash, who knew who it was?

“Master, what should we do next?” The guard dressed as a merchant asked.

Master Sang looked in the direction of the forbidden area. “The Rakshasa King is about to be born. He carefully raised this little thing and didn’t let us Imow. It’s obvious that he cares a lot about it. If the Sikong family uses that little thing to threaten him, the situation will probably be disadvantageous to our

Sang family.”

“Then…” The guard carefully looked at Master Sang.

Master Sang narrowed his eyes and said, “Go prepare the carriage. I’ll go to the Nether Mountain personally!”

At noon, the Sang family’s carriage arrived at the Sikong Manor.

“Go and report that I want to see your master,” Master Sang lifted the curtain and said to the Sikong family’s guard.

No matter what, he was Madam Sikong’s father. The Sikong family’s guards did not make things difficult for him and informed him.

Although the Sang family was ambitious, Madam Sikong was innocent. Master Sikong did not let her know about the grudges between the two families and avoided her to meet Master Sang outside the Sikong Manor.

Master Sang was still sitting in the carriage. He smiled indifferently and said, “Son-in-law, what do you mean? Aren’t you going to invite me, your father-in-law, into the manor?”

Master Sikong said neither servile nor overbearing, “What do you mean,

Father-in-law? Don’t you have to get off the carriage to bow when you see the

City Lord of the Nether Capital?”

Master Sang choked, and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. He calmly lowered the curtain and alighted from the carriage, but he did not bow to Master Sikong. He only said arrogantly, “To be honest, I’m here today to ask for something back from your Sikong family.”

“Oh? What is it?” Master Sikong asked despite knowing the answer.

Master Sang sneered. “There’s no need to pretend. How can you not know about such a big matter like Little Rakshasa?”

“So you admit that the Sang family secretly refined evil things?” Even the way Master Sikong addressed him changed.

Master Sang did not care that he did not call him father-in-law. After all, at this point, no one would believe that the two families did not fall out. He said fearlessly, “What rule in the Nether Capital doesn’t allow aristocratic families to refine Blood Rakshasa?”

There… really isn’t. The Blood Rakshasa was a secret of the Sikong family and no one expected it to fall into the hands of others. Therefore, the Sikong family only had ancestral teachings and no city rules.

“You stole the Sikong family’s secret manual. You have to be punished for this!” Master Sikong said coldly.

Master Sang sneered. “What evidence do you have to prove that the secret manual belongs to your Sikong family?”

There… really wasn’t. It was still the same thing. The Blood Rakshasa was a secret of the Sikong family. Other than the Sikong family, no one in the Nether Capital knew about this secret manual. Both sides had their own opinions, so it was really hard to say who was lying.

Master Sang said slowly, “So, since you don’t have any evidence that I stole and I didn’t break the city rules, then I hope the Sikong family can return the Sang family’s Rakshasa!”

Master Sikong sneered as well. ‘What evidence do you have to prove that the Rakshasa is in the Sikong family?”

“Do you dare to let me search?” Master Sang said.

“Is the Sikong Manor something you can search casually?” Master Sikong said..