Liu Wanshi truly worried that Ye Xingchen would run off to the Livestock Pen again. Not only did she lock it in advance, she also had the foresight to ask Elder Zhen to set up all kinds of formations.
That should have settled it, right?
The little girl had underestimated Pei A'niu's determination to sleep apart from his bed after getting drunk!
After the banquet ended, he staggered over. When he found he could not get in, he directly destroyed the formations.
By the time Li Qingyang rushed over after hearing the news, he found Junior Brother Ye covered in soot and dust, yet sleeping comfortably inside with a contented look on his face. All kinds of livestock trembled as they huddled in the corners.
Mommy!
Why had this human come again?!
"Ah."
Li Qingyang hoisted the dead-drunk Ye Xingchen onto his shoulder and shook his head. "Can't you drink a little less?"
Jun Changxiao found the matter quite baffling when he learned of it.
Why did this kid like going to the Livestock Pen every time he got drunk?
Only after asking Hui'er did he understand. Pei A'niu had been born into poverty and had spent years herding cattle and sheep, so he had a special attachment to livestock and livestock pens.
The next day.
Ye Xingchen sat expressionlessly in the courtyard.
Though his head throbbed as if it were splitting from yesterday's drinking, it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. He wished he could throw back his head and roar, Why was this happening?!
"Sect Master."
Inside the Main Hall, Young Master Yuan skillfully worked his abacus. "Yesterday's gift money, converted into Artificial Spirit Stones, totaled 5.6 million stones."
"Not bad, not bad."
Jun Changxiao smiled.
He had given the Taixuan Sacred Sect ore