'However, after all, Qingmu Ridge is a righteous path, and the subordinated forces must also pay attention to their manners when consuming...'
'Even if the Fei Family wants to annex Poison Dragon Slope, they must do so gradually; otherwise, they would lose their reputation...'
'Moreover, they would need sufficient reasons and excuses...'
'For example... all the cultivators at Poison Dragon Slope encounter calamities and meet their deaths? Then let Xiaocui or Song Yunyun's child come to govern this place?'
'This is probably one of the reasons why the Fei Family is willing to marry into our family?'
'It's indeed somewhat terrifying, I should continue planting trees...'
Fang Xing bid farewell to Song Yunqian; obviously, she was not in high spirits having just married off her daughter.
...
Several months later.
In the thousand-acre bamboo forest, Fang Xing arrived at the wine cellar and took out a bottle of fruit wine.
