Two sounds of swallowing rose from inside the room.
One came from Xiao Lingyue, and the other from the wardrobe.
The moment Cheng Yuling turned her head, Xiao Lingyue twisted it back. "Senior Sister Cheng, business comes first. Stop looking around and tell us clearly—what exactly happened?"
"Family matters are important too."
Cheng Yuling refused to let it go. Even if the sky came crashing down today, she was going to drag whoever was in that wardrobe out.
Naturally, Xiao Lingyue refused as well. Relying on her powerful cultivation—fully two major realms above Cheng Yuling's—she pinned her in place, leaving her unable to move.
The two women locked eyes. Cheng Yuling immediately slipped into her King Zhao Residence routine and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Tell me, you little wench—have you been seeing someone behind my son-in-law's back?"
"What are you talking about?!" Xiao Lingyue flew into a rage, her face flushing red.
"Then I get it. Junior Sister Xiao, you seduced my son-in-law!"
"..."
The victor was instantly clear. Cheng Yuling refused to play by the rules, and Xiao Lingyue was utterly outmatched.
Just then, the wardrobe door creaked open, startling both women into looking over at once.
Inside the wardrobe, Xiang Yuan was putting on his shoes. His hair hung loose and disheveled, and his clothes were still somewhat rumpled.
Xiao Lingyue stamped her foot, annoyed that Xiang Yuan had no shame at all. He could have simply teleported away—why did he have to tear away the paper over the window in front of an elder?
Cheng Yuling wore an expression of just as I thought. With both culprit and evidence caught red-handed, she put on the full majesty of a mother and fixed Xiao Lingyue with a righteous glare so fierce that the latter did