Jiang Chen inwardly cursed Old Hai ten times over.
Couldn't beat me, so he resorted to dirty tricks. The older he gets, the more of a bastard he becomes. Tomorrow, I'm putting croton in his tea.
Jiang Shuyue said, "Second Brother, take care of yourself. Eat well and sleep well these next few days. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
My little sister cares about me? This came out of nowhere!
Jiang Chen felt a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, little sister. I'm just filling the gaps in my preparation these days. I won't go wandering around either, in case anything else crops up."
Huahua: [Exactly, exactly. He absolutely needs to stay put. I ran a big-data analysis on this year's Military Selection candidates. Although the various military and local factions are all sending outstanding young people, your second brother ranks in the top three overall. As long as he keeps his head steady, a top-three finish won't be a problem.]
The top three could receive official appointments. Jiang Shuyue just wanted another powerful thigh to cling to-another relative who could serve as her hired muscle, letting her swagger through Capital City with even greater impunity.
[But!]
Huahua abruptly changed its tone. Ironhead and Big Flower stopped munching on watermelon and watched Jiang Shuyue with keen interest.
Huahua: [Your father is bent on ruining Madam Liu's bloodline. If Jiang Chen places in the top three, his heart will split in two! So your father has come up with another dirty trick!]
[What dirty trick? Putting croton in my second brother's food? Or breaking his legs and locking him up so he can't go anywhere?]
Jiang Shuyue grew excited.
Three streaks of cold sweat ran down Jiang Chen's forehead. Why did she sound even more vicious than their scumbag father?
Huahua: