Three Corpses, Four Wastes, Five Destitutes (Thanks to Alliance Leader "Black Tongue Sugar" for the tip)

Lu Bei was dumbstruck. Jing Mu'an wasn't just filial or not filial—he was truly that kind of... that very rare kind of person.

Thinking of his own and Fox Three's household status, Lu Bei suddenly felt utterly ashamed. So the two brothers had still held back somewhat; they had plenty of room to improve when it came to filial piety.

The brothers working together had still been beaten. While Lu Bei felt ashamed that he hadn't served his godmother well enough, his competitive nature stirred, and a strange desire to compare himself with others rose within him. He made up his mind to use Jing Mu'an as his model and return to show Fox Two some proper filial respect.

Life held too many expired chances that waited for no one. Pay attention to empty-nest Nine-Tailed Foxes, and don't let waiting become a regret.

Because his moral standards were too high, Lu Bei declined Jing Mu'an's proposal. He was unwilling to shoulder more responsibility for this family, and instead advised Jing Mu'an to stand tall and contribute more to the household. They both carried the Peacock bloodline, after all. Whose egg wasn't an egg?

Jing Mu'an furrowed his brows and said nothing. Perhaps he was considering the possibility of taking the top position himself; perhaps he was preparing his wording, intending to drag Black Tortoise into the water from another angle.

It was not easy to encounter an unserious member of the Four Symbols. How could he let him off just like that?

Lu Bei put away the Jade Slip and walked out of the void with Jing Mu'an. The first thing he saw was the loyal one-meter-twenty, along with Xing Li bawling his eyes out.

Xing Li was crying so hard he had become a tearful mess. He had buried