The next day, as Mu Wanshi fretted in prison, he saw his daughter Luo Xi approaching.
After learning that his sentence had been reduced by a year, Mu Wanshi looked at Jun Wuhui with smug satisfaction.
You think you're the only one who can get his sentence reduced? I can too!
Jun Wuhui dismissed him with contempt, but inwardly, he was rather displeased.
The sense of superiority he had built up vanished without a trace, leaving this long-renowned powerhouse disgruntled.
Mu Wanshi urged Luo Xi to keep up the good work. Only then did he notice that her mother had not come, and he asked what had happened.
Luo Xi said, "Oh, Mother has a frail constitution. Traveling back and forth wore her out."
That was the excuse Luo Jiazhi had told her to give before she came.
Surely she couldn't say her mother had worked so hard that she couldn't even get out of bed?
Mu Wanshi slapped his forehead and said, "Look at this wooden head of mine. I completely forgot about that."
After Luo Xi left, Mu Wanshi had barely enjoyed a moment of smugness before Xi Yushuang and Hong Qingshu sent someone to tell Jun Wuhui that his sentence could be reduced by another year.
As for why neither of them had come, they really had pushed themselves too hard yesterday and could no longer move.
Jun Wuhui couldn't suppress the smile tugging at his lips. My women are still the capable ones. Yours can only manage this much.
During this period, the two of them waited for news of their sentence reductions, using it to sneer at each other.
No one would have imagined that two Saint Realm powerhouses could take their competitive aggression to such extremes.
There were no peaceful days without someone bearing