Son of the Great Dao

When Jiang Che returned, he found the Dragon Palace unusually lively.

"Do we really need to pack this stuff? Wan'er, we're not moving. Don't take everything with us, okay?"

"Oh, come on, doesn't having a Spatial Ring make it easy? Just toss all the unwanted things into the Spatial Ring!" Qin Qiaoqiao shook the Spatial Ring on her ring finger. A sunflower adorned it—a birthday gift Jiang Che had given her last year. It was said to be an Emperor-grade Spatial Ring, engraved with the words "Qin Qiaoqiao."

Yu Wan'er stuck out her little tongue. She simply preferred keeping her belongings neat and orderly.

"Whoa, Wan'er, what is this white bedsheet... You, you, you..." Ye Mengyao snatched the white sheet Yu Wan'er had been sorting through. Anything worth organizing had to hold extraordinary significance.

"Ye Mengyao!!! Give it back to me!!!" Yu Wan'er was frantic enough to call Ye Mengyao by her full name.

Qin Qiaoqiao sneaked a glance at the sheet, and her eyes instantly curved into crescents. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Little sister Wan'er, you actually kept this?"

"Give it back!!!" Yu Wan'er snatched the sheet back, folded it up, and stuffed it into her Spatial Ring.

Her little face was filled with indignation. "You're ganging up on me... I'm not talking to either of you today."

Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao looked at each other, both wearing helpless expressions.

Qin Qiaoqiao, ever the one who loved a good spectacle, soon turned her attention elsewhere.

"Holy shit! Bai Jie, just how many pairs of Jiang Che's underwear did you steal?!!"

Before Bai Jie lay countless neatly folded pairs of men's underwear, which she was placing into her Spatial Ring. There had to be at least several hundred of them. Terrifying indeed!

Bai Jie raised her eyes at that moment,