Chapter 5585: Repaying the Favor (Part 3)
Venerable Mulberry's old face burned with shame, knowing that his going back on his word would surely earn him disdain. But what could he have done in that critical moment? At the last second, he only thought of saving himself. Was that idea so outrageous? If it were them, would they foolishly uphold some chivalric code and miss a perfect opportunity to escape? Hmph, all that talk of brotherhood was just empty words, unable to hide their true nature of abandoning each other when disaster struck.
"Zhao Gouzi was also thinking for us brothers!" Ma Wei retorted angrily.
"Alright, what's the point of arguing?" Li Lan'er said, looking annoyed. "We're all tied up here anyway, completely unable to leave anytime soon. What's the use of fighting?"
The others fell silent, their faces etched with distress. This time, they had truly stirred up a hornet's nest. To think that their group of four adults, attempting to capture two five or six-year-old brats, would end so miserably. Not only did they fail to catch the kids, but their entire group was wiped out and trapped here!
Li Lan'er, however, thought deeper than the others. She couldn't help but shiver violently, recalling the formidable methods of that family's adults.
—Author's Note—
Qiaomu was tilting her head, listening intently to Aoye's animated and wonderfully detailed report. She found it quite enjoyable. Her son was truly promising, intelligent, sharp, and very meticulous, just like Lord Qiaoqiao.
Mo Lian was adept at reading his wife's expressions. Seeing her reaction now, he quickly chuckled and teased, "Our son is so much like my wife! Smart and resourceful, full of brains! Seeing something unusual, he immediately becomes vigilant. Oh my goodness, he really is my wife's son! Cut from the same mold as my wife!"
Fengchen, sitting nearby, subtly tilted his teacup. Duanyue also choked a bit but said nothing. They were long accustomed to Mo Lian's shamelessness!
Lord Qiaoqiao nodded contentedly. Aoye, seeing this, quickly lowered his head, covering his laughter with a cough.
She said expressionlessly, "So, my son will be back soon?"
"Yes, Master," Aoye coughed again.
Just then, Mo Baobao's childish voice echoed from outside the courtyard, "Mama, I'm home!"
Lord Qiaoqiao responded, then saw her son skip over the threshold, sprinting in, and leaping into her arms, nuzzling her softly. "Mama, Little Dumpling had a big harvest today!"
"Really?" Lord Qiaoqiao pretended not to have heard Aoye's report, putting on a surprised expression.
Everyone watched Qiaoqiao's theatrical performance, helplessly lowering their teacups and continuing to observe...
Mo Baobao nodded repeatedly, beckoning to Master Guangguang behind him. "You tell her, you tell her."
Master Guangguang promptly reported everything that had happened on the way, in full detail. He then said, "Poker-face Mama, we tied those four bad people to the entrance of Holy Domain First Tower! If you're free tomorrow, you can go receive them!"
Receive what? Everyone knew perfectly well—receive compensation, of course!
Qiaomu nodded, praising them generously, "What you two did today was excellent. You resolved a situation with very gentle methods, and you told Mama, letting Mama ultimately handle it. Very well done."
Everyone: ...
Mo Baobao threw a Holy Power Orb and even summoned the Holy Beast Chaos!
Gentle? They didn't feel it was gentle at all.