Just a Few Hundred Million Fellow Townsfolk

In the rear courtyard of the manor, within a tranquil pavilion.

This had originally been where several sisters of the Gong Family gathered in their spare time to enjoy the wind, flowers, snow, and moon.

But recent upheavals had come one after another, and they had gone through too much.

As a result, no one had visited this place for quite some time.

Yet after hearing that Jiang Yuechu had a favor to ask, no matter how many thorny matters she still had on hand, Gong Qiulan had personally chosen to discuss it here.

That alone showed how highly she regarded Jiang Yuechu.

Boiling water poured in, and the tea leaves churned and unfurled within the cups.

Before long, a crisp fragrance of tea filled the pavilion.

Jiang Yuechu sat quietly at the table, watching the increasingly practiced movements of the Jade-Faced woman across from her, her expression unable to help turning a little strange.

She had discovered as early as her time in the Great Tang that these demons loved imitating humans.

She had never expected that even after cultivating to the Painting Realm, they would still be like this.

She truly wondered what obsession they had with it...

Perhaps sensing the girl's confusion, Gong Qiulan raised her eyes and looked over, her voice gentle. "Although such things offer no benefit to the cultivation of demons like us, it is still quite interesting to settle down like this from time to time when one is free. It can calm the mind considerably."

Jiang Yuechu gave a slight nod, without much of an opinion on the matter.

After all, having never endured another's hardship, she was in no position to judge.

As for Jiang Yuechu herself... even with her cheat as a safety net, the crushing pressure forced her to