Huang Rong is Eastern Heretic's daughter. Are you sure you're not joking when you say she's kind?
She only had her family in her eyes. Of course, there was now another summer. This unscrupulous profiteer.
"No need, he only has a few dozen taels of silver. Even if you cheat him, it won't be impossible to offset your debt."
Xia Mo didn't really want Huang Rong and Guo Jing to have a relationship.
" Young Master, what are you thinking? I'll follow you for the rest of my life. I'm just afraid that I'll spend too much money…"
"Hehe, no need. Your Young Master has plenty of money."
"No! Young Master, you have to spend your money wisely!”
Huang Rong slammed the table, looking anxious. It was as if Xia Mo was spending her money.
"If you can save me a little, I'll be thankful."
The more Xia Mo looked at Huang Rong, the more he liked her. Especially now, she looked like a housekeeper. Xia Mo really didn't expect the eccentric Huang Rong to have the potential to be a good wife and mother.
"This…I just want to try more delicacies and cook more different dishes for Young Master in the future, right?”
Huang Rong blushed. Indeed, she was the one who spent the most money these days.
However, she was also here to learn all kinds of dishes, okay? In the future, he could directly cook it for Xia Mo.
Overall, she was doing this for Xia Mo's sake. She had no qualms about spending the money.
Huang Rong did not realize that Xia Mo was becoming more and more important to her. So much so that all she could think about was for the end of summer.
"You know how to cook?"
Although Xia Mo knew that Huang Rong's cooking was good, he could only pretend that he didn't know.
"Of course, when it comes to cooking, I claim to be the second best in the world, but no one dares to claim to be the first!”
Huang Rong's culinary skills were inherited from her mother, Feng Heng. Although it was only recorded in Feng Heng's handwritten notes, Huang Rong had forcefully surpassed her master's culinary skills!
These days, not only did she want to eat those things, but she also wanted to record those dishes completely. This way, she could cook them when she wanted to eat them at the end of summer.
"I think you're bragging that you're the best in the world, right? Alright, let's continue after I try."
Xia Mo patted Huang Rong's head, his eyes filled with relief.
Sister Rong had been completely tricked.
"Hmph, you'll know in the future."
Her little face was filled with displeasure. Regarding Xia Mei's disbelief, she expressed that she would use her cooking skills to shock Xia Mei. Then, if she didn't cook for him, he would die of hunger!
"Hehe, little brat, do you still remember us?”
"I remember you. You are the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River."
"Hmph, it's good that you remember. Last time we lost face in front of His Highness, today we will make you pay the price."
The one who spoke was the Soul Severing Saber, Shen Qinggang. He was also the boss of the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, a middle-stage third-rate martial artist.
Last time in Mongolia, because he was defeated by Guo Jing, he felt that he had lost face in front of Wanyan Hong Lie. He always wanted to find Guo Jing to take revenge.
"Martial Uncle is this person."
Among the four yellow ghosts, there was another person. He was a thin man with a green face. His cheeks were extremely long, and there were three large tumors on his forehead. He looked extremely ugly. He was the three-headed flood dragon Marquis Tong Hai.
"It's this person who made us lose face in front of your highness!"
"Martial Uncle, you must make them pay the price!"
"Shut up! You can't even beat a little kid, and you still have the face to say that?"
The Four Ghosts of the Yellow River didn't dare to say anything else after being yelled at by their master.
"Hah!"
Hou Tonghai raised the steel fork in his hand and charged at Guo Jing.
Guo Jing was a middle-stage third-rate cultivator. Compared to Hou Tonghai, who was an early-stage first-rate cultivator, the difference between the two was too great.
From the beginning to the end, Guo Jing had been the one being beaten up.
"Young Master, this person looks tall and strong. He's so weak!"
Huang Rong grinned as she watched Guo Jing get beaten up. Her face was full of mockery.
She didn't usually like to practice martial arts, but her strength was at least at the initial stage of second-rate.
Even if he couldn't beat Hou Tonghai, he would definitely be able to protect himself. He definitely wouldn't be beaten up like Guo Jing.
Moreover, she had Xia Mo by her side. She was the only one who bullied others, and no one dared to bully her.
Looking at Xia Mo, Huang Rong smiled warmly.
Xia Mo smiled faintly. He had no intention of saving this future hero.
Save Guo Jing? It didn't exist. It was already good enough that he didn't kill Guo Jing with a single slap.
Guo Jing looked dazed, but this guy was the main character of the Condor Shooting. He was still a threat to Xia Xia.
Of course, this threat was referring to Sister Rong, so Xia Mo was now eager for the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River to kill Guo Jing.
A few minutes later, Guo Jing was caught. Xia Mo was very disappointed. Why didn't he just kill them?
"D * mn, this guy is really too weak. He was captured so quickly!”
Guo Jing, who had been kicked down by Hou Tonghai, had a huge net flying towards him. After that, he was caught.
Huang Rong was a little unhappy. She wanted to continue watching Guo Jing get beaten up, but she didn't expect it to end so quickly.
"Little Rascal, what are you muttering about?"
Hou Tonghai heard Huang Rong's muttering.
"Who are you scolding, little bastard?"
Huang Rong's little face stiffened. She had an arrogant personality. How could she not retaliate when she was scolded?
Moreover, with Xia Mo around, Huang Rong was extremely arrogant. Xia Mo was responsible for everything. In her eyes, Xia Mo was her protector.
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