Meng Family's Second Brother is Confident He Can Bring Anli Back

The news of Meng Anli's inner core recovering and her being taken as a disciple by someone of high status returned to the Meng family along with the second young master, Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao asked a servant and went straight to Meng Shiwan's courtyard.

Meng Mingde was coaxing Meng Shiwan, "Wanwan, please eat something. You haven't eaten since you returned last night, and your father is worried about your health."

Meng Shiwan's eyes were red, "Father, why does my sister hate me so much? Is it because I stole Father's affection?"

Meng Mingde said hatefully, "She's just very jealous. We doted on her for nearly seventeen years, and the moment we showed you a little more favor, she did so many bad things."

Meng Zhao walked over. Although his expression was still blank, his tone was very gentle.

"Wanwan, don't make excuses for her. Eat."

Meng Shiwan looked up, a tear about to fall but not quite. She was truly a sight that stirred pity.

She cried aggrievedly, "Second Brother~"

Meng Zhao's heart melted. He walked over and rubbed her head, "I've heard everything. Our Wanwan has been wronged."

Meng Shiwan nuzzled his hand.

"Since you've heard everything, I won't elaborate," Meng Mingde put down the bowl. "Meng Anli liked you the most since she was little and listened to you the most. Go and bring her back. You can't let her continue to be so arrogant."

"You need to be gentle," Meng Zhao said, mentioning her being taken as a disciple by a master.

A flash of jealousy crossed Meng Shiwan's eyes, but she said, "I'm truly happy for my sister. Sister hasn't returned home for a long time, so she must have gone to find a master."

Meng Mingde slammed the table in anger, "What kind of behavior is this! How dare she secretly take a master! From today onwards, don't give her a single tael of silver. Let's see how she survives out there."

Meng Shiwan quickly advised, "Father, no. If Sister doesn't have money, she'll go down the wrong path."

The wrong path? Meng Mingde's eyes flickered as an idea formed. However, he didn't say some things in front of Meng Shiwan, only sighing, "You are simply too kind."

After leaving Meng Shiwan's place, Meng Mingde said to Meng Zhao, "Meng Anli has become even more cunning. Make up your mind before you see her again, and don't fall for her tricks."

Meng Zhao nodded, "I know. I'll bring some elixirs."

"Yes, once you find an opportunity, no matter what means you use, bring her back first."

A sinister glint flashed in Meng Mingde's eyes, his face contorted with hatred.

*

The dean arrived at the Gui Class courtyard in the afternoon.

The walls were mottled, and dust flew from the ground. Only weeds grew stubbornly between the cracks in the walls and flagstones.

He felt ashamed. If only he had tidied up the courtyard properly.

He wondered what the great god Yuan Tuo would think seeing this.

However, the courtyard was much quieter than usual today. He slowly approached, wanting to hear what Yuan Tuo was saying.

He became engrossed as he listened.

Yuan Tuo spoke of the creation of the world.

He spoke of the formation of the Seven Realms.

He spoke of how the victor becomes king and the vanquished becomes a bandit.

He spoke of glorious years.

He spoke of the strange tales, customs, and traditions of various realms.

Meng Anli was also captivated. She had gone to seek elixirs, traveling from south to north, thinking she had experienced the vastness of the world.

But what she had seen of the world was actually very little.

She had encountered too few races.

So, there were elves with pointed ears and exquisite beauty.

There were nations where women were revered.

There were the Ten Kings of Hell, Ghost City, Demon City, and Monster City.

There was the eighteenth level of hell.

There was the beautiful Dragon Palace filled with treasures.

She made up her mind.

After getting her revenge, she wanted to find her mother, and then with Ah Yao, go and see these places.

She turned to look at Lu Yao, who was also engrossed.

Lu Yao turned and smiled at her. Their unspoken understanding needed no further explanation; they both knew what the other meant.

Meng Anli looked at Guang Ling, his eyes sparkling.

When the talk turned to his Dragon Palace, he nodded and whispered to Mo Ziqian, "It's like this. What he said is true. I'll take you to see it next time you're free."

Mo Ziqian nodded, his smile deepening, looking much more pleasant than the smiling mask he usually wore.

Yuan Tuo, from the lecture hall, said, "We're about to finish class. I've told you about the Seven Realms and the major events within them. Do any of you have a place you wish to go, or a person you aspire to become?"

"If you already do, then only your own strength can help you achieve those goals."

"It's okay if you don't have anything yet. I won't force you to study. After all, whether you study or not has nothing to do with me. I'm just here to teach Princess Anli."

Meng Anli said gratefully, "I feel incredibly fortunate to have met such a knowledgeable teacher. I will definitely study diligently."

Lu Yao nodded emphatically. "Me too."

Guang Ling pouted and voiced his opinion, "Swear to never be a princess's companion reader, right, Ziqian?"

Mo Ziqian didn't answer him.

Guang Ling turned to look at him and saw that he had lowered his gaze in thought, his expression troubled.

Guang Ling didn't disturb him and instead took a candy out of his sleeve pocket to eat.