In Mind-Nourishing Manor's rear courtyard, the cups and plates lay in disarray. Xiao He and Xu Jixian truly could not eat another bite, sprawled in their chairs and groaning.
Xiang Yuan kept stuffing himself, noisily stripping skewers bare. Just like before, he was still the biggest eater among them.
Xu Jixian knew Xiang Yuan could eat. So long as he opened his mouth, everyone else at the table could only lick the plates clean. But that did not stop him from teasing Xiao He. "Little Yuan has quite the appetite. As your elder, I've been there before, so heed my advice: don't think that just because you're young and full of vigor, you can run wild—and then actually run wild. Otherwise, one day even standing up to talk will make your back ache."
Rubbing salt into the wound, then casually sprinkling on a fistful of chili powder.
The instant Xiao He heard that, his eyes went red. He started cursing up a storm, making the air cheerful once more.
Xu Jixian had been in an exceptionally good mood lately—not because Mind-Nourishing Manor had taken in several more newly widowed women, but because Xiang Yuan had become a king and Xiao He a prince. The status of this stallion had risen with the tide, and he no longer had to remain at Mind-Nourishing Manor all day. He had gained considerably more freedom.
Ever since Xu Jixian arrived in Shendu, he had been placed in Mind-Nourishing Manor because of the rarity of his Ancient God Clan bloodline, living the life he had always dreamed of.
At first glance, that was how it seemed. In truth...
Not even a production brigade's donkey worked this hard!
Especially in the dead of night, whenever Xu Jixian's spiritual realm transcended the mundane, breaking free of the