Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 909 - 907: A Brilliant Move
Ginsengfruit glanced at White Tiger who was grinning toothily and nodded, considering the host’s words agreeable.
For White Tiger, acting sensibly isn’t a matter of watching a few more videos.
In this aspect, White Tiger is clearly less intelligent than Little Paperman.
Little Paperman can quickly grasp what to do and what not to do with just a hint.
"Host, just leaving White Tiger to Mr. Yun, aren’t you worried they’ll have conflicts and White Tiger might claw Mr. Yun?"
"He wouldn’t dare!"
Yun Ran spoke with confidence; although she had removed the shackles from White Tiger, he hadn’t truly gained freedom.
If he dared to harbor evil thoughts and act violently, the punishment awaiting him would be even harsher than those shackles before.
Ginsengfruit’s benevolence was limited to a few familiar individuals.
Previously, he was concerned that White Tiger might hurt others, but now knowing Yun Jinyang and his group were safe, he relaxed.
"In that case, with Mr. Yun personally instructing, White Tiger’s growth should be quick."
As the sky gradually darkened, the people Yun Jinyang brought quickly got the preparations ready for camping tonight.
After dealing with White Tiger, Yun Jinyang also let White Tiger follow others to see how things were done.
He himself walked to Yun Ran’s tent.
Ginsengfruit brought a bowl of calming soup for Yun Jinyang.
"Thanks, Little Guo. Haven’t seen you for a long time. You’ve grown taller."
Ginsengfruit: ...
He wasn’t really taller; it was just the magic artifact adapting automatically based on human growth patterns.
Yun Jinyang didn’t question what Ginsengfruit had given him, he drank it down in two big gulps, and the bowl was instantly empty.
After finishing, Yun Jinyang remarked, "This soup is quite good, is there any more?"
Yun Jinyang’s cool demeanor in finishing the soup was a silent compliment to the one who cooked it.
Ginsengfruit, though expressionless, was secretly pleased, having made it himself.
The feeling was that the host had been enduring, now finally able to replenish what was spent.
Had he not noticed the dark circles under Yun Jinyang’s eyes, Ginsengfruit wouldn’t have given him the soup.
Yun Ran also sipped the soup, seeing Yun Jinyang wanting more, and she interrupted him.
"This soup is calming, made with the finest herbs. Your body can handle one bowl, any more, and you’ll sleep until the day after tomorrow."
"Oh, that’s the case."
After hearing this, Yun Jinyang showed a bit of regret on his face.
Ginsengfruit’s lips slightly curved upward: "Next time, I’ll make you some herbal soups with fewer herbs, for health."
"Little Guo is quite capable, next time when you’re less busy, let’s go abroad together."
Yun Jinyang’s current attitude fully embraced Ginsengfruit as a family junior.
This affectionate demeanor brought a smile to Ginsengfruit’s face.
Yun Ran watching from the side merely noted, as long as Yun Jinyang wanted, he could truly form good relationships, making others feel his sincerity.
Such a sharp person, if he meant to calculate against others, presumably eighty percent of the world’s people would fall for it.
And the remaining ones were either beyond Yun Jinyang’s status or beyond his utility.
Yun Ran waved at Ginsengfruit: "Go and have a look around, make sure it’s safe."
Though there was White Tiger, the Demon King, she still feared unexpected incidents.
Ginsengfruit, holding two empty bowls, walked away happily, feeling as if he were bouncing.
Yun Ran felt it wasn’t worth looking, thinking that she hadn’t ever been harsh to Ginsengfruit, wondering why he liked such flattery.
After sending Ginsengfruit off, Yun Jinyang knew Yun Ran had something to say to him.
Though the calming soup worked well, and typically maintained energy despite enduring a day or two, now even Yun Jinyang was feeling sleepy.
Someone like him, equipped with superhuman stamina, found insomnia and difficulty in sleeping a basic issue.
"Is it okay leaving White Tiger to you?"
Yun Jinyang nodded: "It’s fine, just what extent do you want him trained?"
"Just to the level of a personal assistant, with discretion and no deception, that’s enough. I don’t expect much else!"
"Okay."
Yun Ran watched Yun Jinyang involuntarily yawning several times.
"Brother, you should rest first, the rest can wait until tomorrow."
"Alright, good night."
Returning to his quarters, Yun Jinyang fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
And Yun Ran, having drunk the same amount of calming soup as Yun Jinyang, continued sitting on the deck chair, leisurely contemplating upcoming plans.
After greeting others, White Tiger started looking around for Yun Jinyang.
This was his first time liking a human so much.
Not finding him after a while, White Tiger reluctantly headed toward Yun Ran.
Yun Ran, with her back to White Tiger, despite his approach being so quiet it was negligible.
Still, Yun Ran clearly sensed White Tiger’s actions.
"What are you doing here? Didn’t Ginsengfruit tell you where you’re supposed to stay?"
White Tiger hesitated before asking, "Well, where is Brother Yun?"
Yun Ran: ...
If she didn’t trust Yun Jinyang, seeing White Tiger like this now, she would be certain that this guy would be easily used to betray her.
"You ought to hear yourself, you’ve lived many more years than Yun Jinyang!"
White Tiger showed no sense of shame.
He confidently told Yun Ran, "In human form, I’m a youth; Brother Yun said I look like I’m eighteen or nineteen.
From the human perspective, he’s older than me, so I should call him brother, he’ll also take better care of me.
Moreover, Brother Yun said he’ll personally teach me things and take me to many places to see!"
Yun Ran exhaled, thinking once again she made a wise choice in letting Yun Jinyang teach White Tiger.
Otherwise, she’d truly be frustrated to death by someone as foolish as White Tiger.
"Fine, whatever you want. As for your Brother Yun, he’s human; humans need food and rest!"
White Tiger’s mouth tightened into a straight line.
Humans have this disadvantage of fragile life and spending much time on troublesome matters.







