Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 874 - 121: The Adult World is Complicated
Wang Yunxiao had reflected on himself before—was he spending too much time with the children lately, to the extent that he was neglecting Jiang Xiaotang’s feelings?
In the past, Jiang Xiaotang had always been a well-behaved and sensible good kid, but it was all an act.
Hanging around with a group of loafers outside, crawling and tumbling, no one could turn out well from that.
Now her cultivation achievement has matured, and she doesn’t even bother to pretend anymore, no act, no disguise.
This is the confidence borne from her improved strength.
Considering the workload from recent days has indeed been enough to easily build up irritable emotions, Wang Yunxiao decided to take some leave, take her out for a spin, get some fresh air.
If she gets completely worn out, there’s no way he can finish all those documents by himself.
It’s not that he’s worried this kid might dig into his dark history all day just because she’s bored.
Jiang Xiaotang, as the advisor of the team, holds all kinds of information, whether known or unknown, including various dirt on Wang Yunxiao.
Take, for example, his current ambiguous relationships with a few women... Nonsense! What ambiguous relationships?
Don’t just spout baseless rumors.
As for being ambiguous with He Lan, Wang Yunxiao admitted to that. Other than that, he denies everything.
Can’t you speak with a conscience?
"But the Jianghu World is buzzing with gossip about how Widow Cui is Scar Wang’s kept mistress."
Jiang Xiaotang rattled off names from her notebook to Wang Yunxiao.
"That’s because I’m kind-hearted. My reputation being a little dark is fine; it can help her solve a lot of troubles."
Wang Yunxiao was downright justified. Cui Xiaoying and Meng Wei, the mother-daughter duo, were now without the Church’s protection, inevitably attracting trouble from some wandering riffraff—not just the young loafers in the streets, but even some elderly men couldn’t resist their thoughts.
When people do bad things, they often find all kinds of excuses to comfort themselves. For example, this widow-mother duo clearly accepts private gigs behind the scenes; otherwise, how is it that they never seem to worry about food and drink?
Others can go after them, but I can’t?
Yet Scar Wang’s name can effectively stop such people from their self-delusions.
"Not only are you keeping the widow-mother duo, but you’ve recently added a Fusang maid."
"Uesugi Risa might be short, but she’s not exactly young. You should actually call her ’sister.’"
The little witch wasn’t just short but gave off a rustic simplicity, as if she were a naïve country girl who had never seen the world, so people easily mistook her for a minor.
In reality, she’s a legal loli and holds a notably high status. On the hierarchy level, she’s roughly equivalent to a mid-level cadre of the Fusang Special Service Bureau, even Wang Yunxiao had to address her as "leader."
At present, she was recovering in the Special Service Bureau hospital, lying in bed reading to revive herself, and Wang Yunxiao hadn’t had the time to visit her.
Since Jiang Xiaotang mentioned her today, Wang Yunxiao thought about it—better to visit the patient than let free time go to waste.
Apparently, Fusang People have especially sensitive personalities and value reading the air. If you don’t go to see her for too long, she might start overthinking and believe she’s being bullied or ostracized in a foreign land...
The Divine Witch is pretty useful, though. Everyone who’s worked with her says she’s great.
The Special Service Bureau loves playing big games and mastering large strategies, laying long lines to hook big fish. But seasoned anglers know whether you’ll catch anything depends entirely on luck—coming back empty-handed is the norm.
The Divine Witch can bait the hook.
Which angler wouldn’t appreciate a good bait?
"And then there’s Miss Veronica. Are you sure going with her to the King Mu’s Mansion banquet won’t mean running into the Eldest Miss Li?"
"Of course not. She’s currently taking care of her mom and can’t spare the time."
Wang Yunxiao was confident.
......
"On the eighteenth of this month, King Mu’s Mansion will hold a family banquet. If you’re free, accompany me for a visit."
Li Mumu widened her eyes at Mu Yuming: "Do I look like I’m free? Li Ya is in this condition..."
With the due date approaching, Li Ya’s state was worsening day by day, gradually nearing the edge of losing her sanity.
Of course, she brought this upon herself.
Now even Li Mumu could clearly feel that the little life growing in her belly was becoming stronger every single day.
Li Lingling had yet to be born, and her spiritual power had already reached nearly adult levels, slowly forming a sense of self within the mother’s body.
And in order not to interfere with her growth, Li Ya voluntarily sealed her own consciousness—according to the witch’s String Theory, this was called string oscillation.
The ripples created by string oscillation intersect and thus generate reality.
Li Ya sealed her powers to avoid negatively affecting her soon-to-be-born child. This act of motherly love was undoubtedly moving but also gave rise to some doubts in Li Mumu.
By not actively influencing her, how could she awaken her witch’s bloodline?
Or do you actually believe in that so-called "kids are naturally destined to be great learners, no parental guidance needed, just let them study themselves into Tsinghua University" nonsense?
When Li Mumu was younger, she used to get scolded harshly by Li Ya for her incomplete awakening of the witch’s bloodline, often being told she was worse than roasted pork.
And now when it’s Li Lingling’s turn, you leave her alone? Let her grow freely?
Exactly what kind of creature are you planning to bring into this world?
Thinking back to the time she first encountered Li Lingling on the Netherworld Springs shore, that fellow exploded with Ether Substance everywhere, clearly belonging to the Heaven Camp.
Li Mumu couldn’t help but feel increasingly suspicious.
But Li Ya played dumb, saying nothing.
"It’s just a meal, a few hours, and you’ll be back. Nothing serious will happen, plus Nanny Wu and Yinyin will be there."
Mu Yuming honestly didn’t want to go either, but circumstances left him no choice.
"Didn’t you tell me you didn’t want to acknowledge this line of relatives before? Why the sudden change of heart now?"
"The adult world is just that complicated."
Mu Yuming sighed helplessly.
"Then why don’t you go by yourself? Why drag me along? I don’t feel like meeting those siblings at all."
Li Mumu was wholeheartedly unwilling, failing to see the point of attending this meal.
What’s the purpose? Other than being treated like some giant panda?
"You don’t need to know those siblings. The main thing is to take you to meet the old man."
"Which old man? State Duke Mu? How old is he?"
"Ninety-four years old."
Wow, that’s impressive longevity... but it checks out; sixty years ago, when the Foreigners first invaded, Duke Mu was already the Border General.
This old man basically amounts to a living, speaking modern history book of the Ming Country.
The elderly man, now advanced in years, wishes to see his descendants—understandable.
Li Mumu wasn’t completely disinterested in this legendary figure, but she didn’t feel a deep bond either.
In the world line she traveled from, there was no King Mu’s Mansion.
And even after crossing timelines, her memories had little to do with King Mu’s Mansion.
"Then can I invite a couple of friends over to watch my mom while I’m away?"
Mu Yuming raised an eyebrow: "Actually, you could just call Wang Yunxiao."
Li Mumu couldn’t help but roll her eyes: "Chief Wang is busy with work; how could I dare boss him around?"