While Feng Xiying was turning up her nose at the accommodations, Wenren Luoshui noticed a ten-centimeter-tall soul crouching on her shoulder.
The little soul's eyes were filled with sorrow.
With her little head tilted, she looked from Feng Xiying to the grandaunt, who was still chatting.
When she saw that no one noticed her, resentment began spilling uncontrollably from her body.
Sensing that resentment, Feng Xiying suddenly felt the temperature around her drop considerably and rubbed the goosebumps on her arms with her warm hands.
Wenren Luoshui beckoned to her, and the soul crouching on Feng Xiying's shoulder immediately flew into her palm.
Before the little soul could react, Wenren Luoshui placed her inside the Soul-Nurturing Wood.
Yunjian pulled Sui Yun over to sit nearby, and Wenren Luoshui moved the snacks in front of her toward them.
One look at Feng Xiying's expression made it clear that she had no interest whatsoever in the refreshments Wang Ermazi's family had brought out for them.
"No interest" was putting it politely. She looked down on everything here.
Since she looked down on it, she could go without. That left more for them.
[Yunjian: Come on, tell me! What's the juicy gossip between this mother and daughter?]
The Wang Family's grandaunt was chatting animatedly with Wang Ermazi, her face blooming with smiles.
"Aunt, don't worry. I'll take very good care of my father."
"I trust you more than anyone to handle things. Even as a child, you were the cleverest of your brothers. I've always thought you were the most capable."
The aunt and nephew exchanged pleasantries, laughing and chatting merrily.
Judging by their expressions alone, no one would have guessed that both were merely playing along for appearances.
*[Wenren Luoshui: Isn't that movement still going on? Feng Xiying reported her younger sister's