Chapter 160

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

In the main hall of the General's Mansion, the atmosphere was so low it nearly solidified; every breath carried a heavy, stifling pressure, silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Xuan Ge's General's seat had always remained vacant, only he himself could occupy it.

But at this moment, Yao Guang sat upon it, her brows and eyes full of a cold, commanding authority that grasped the overall situation, without a trace of a junior's restraint or concession.

Kafka stood half a step away at the side of the steps, her purplish-pink eyes half-lowered, her tone gentle like melting spring water.

Yet every word she spoke made the temperature in the hall plummet, a bone-piercing chill carrying an irresistible pressure.

"Ai Li Ou, you know what Xuan Ge is doing, right."

Jing Tian stood with head bowed below to the side, his expression calm and undisturbed, but his fingertips pinched his sleeve, concealing a few strands of hard-to-detect emotion;

Ai Li Ou was bound tight with coarse hemp rope, only a round, rolling cat head exposed, unable to move, looking both wretched and aggrieved.

As Kafka spoke, her peripheral vision swept over Ren and Dan Heng without a sound, her purple eyes flashing for an instant before returning to calm, as if weighing the two's positions, yet also like confirming some hidden matter.

Ren and Dan Heng stood off to one side not far away; Ren wore a cold face with arms crossed, silent the whole time, yet his gaze never left the movements inside the hall, not daring to slacken;

Dan Heng's eyes were vacant, a face of indifferent detachment, as if the dispute before him had nothing to do with him whatsoever.

"Meow~! Kafka, you schemed against me! You deliberately set me up!"

Ai Li Ou instantly blew his fur, like a trapped caterpillar doomed to die, desperately twisting his body.

His cat face was written full of grievance, anger, and unwillingness, his voice sharp and urgent, full of accusation.

These past few days it had long since sensed something amiss; the usually rigid maids changed outfits daily to curry favor, using a gentle trap to firmly confine it.

Making it have no mind to attend to anything else; looking back now, every step was a trap meticulously laid by Kafka.

It had never delayed the Stellaron Hunters' Script, merely disliked staying at the Stellaron Hunters Base;

It was just held by a maid and slept peacefully for a few nights, coveting a few parts of leisure — what wrong had it done in the end?

Kafka didn't pay the slightest heed to its tantrums and sophistry, her tone flat yet striking the core, without the slightest circumlocution:

"Speak then, how is the child situation? Xuan Ge returned from going out, why would he be bringing a child?"

This was the question she had endured for many days, pressed at the bottom of her heart, caring about most.

She only wanted to confirm, whether that child was picked up or perhaps.....

Yao Guang rose, her white skirt hem brushing the table corner with a soft sound, her beautiful eyes cold as ice, glaring dead at Ai Li Ou:

"Ai Li Ou, you should take a look at the Xian Zhou Luo Fu Law, letting the General's bloodline be scattered outside, by law deserves death, you don't think to shirk it."

The corner of Jing Tian's mouth twitched slightly, his heart clear as a mirror.

This harsh law was originally proposed by Yao Guang coercing him to submit a memorial, precisely to pinch Xuan Ge and restrict his conduct; he knew it well in his heart, yet in the end did not refuse.

"Wronged! A heaven-high wrong! I'm more wronged than the waters of the Milky Way!"

Ai Li Ou thrashed and struggled wildly, his cat face wrinkled into a ball, his heart full of unwillingness and grievance.

It merely gave Xuan Ge a script to go out and relax; who knew he would actually deviate from the layout, causing a variable like a child, having 'absolutely nothing to do with it'.

Ling Sha frowned impatiently, her face showing a few parts of annoyance, too lazy to listen to its endless sophistry, her jade hand waving lightly, the motion crisp and neat.

Two Shen Wu personal guards on duty immediately stepped forward, one pressing down Ai Li Ou's body, one pinching its jaw, forcibly stuffing a cloth ball into its mouth, cutting off its defense.

"Mmph~!"

Ai Li Ou muffledly struggled a moment, ultimately no match for the strength, went limp and still, cat eyes staring round and wide, full of resentment, just waiting for Xuan Ge to return to settle accounts properly.

Yao Guang turned her head to look at Jing Tian who had been silent all along, the corner of her mouth hooking a sweet smile, her tone carrying a probe:

"Master~ why have you not spoken a word?"

Jing Tian slowly raised his eyes, his tone even as he changed the subject:

"Xuan Ge's warship is almost here, go to the Tianbo Division Port to welcome him; disputing here serves no purpose."

Ever since being summoned into the mansion, he had been continuously deducing the warship's return date.

The divination had long been set; Li Chunxiao's fleet would sail into the port in half an incense stick's time, Xuan Ge fundamentally couldn't dodge this accountability.

"Master really hasn't slackened for a single moment."

Yao Guang's smile deepened, containing teasing.

The outside world all spreads that Jing Tian relies on his father-in-law status to drink on credit and run up debts, neglecting Tai Bu Si affairs, pushing it all onto Ai Li Ou to manage.

Jing Tian coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, and did not refute.

He indeed had begun to become increasingly carefree and unrestrained, too lazy to be drawn into these disputes, only seeking to pass his days in peace.

Simultaneously, on the Tianbo Division waterway, a dark Shen Wu warship slowly sailed in.

Luo Rui Ya leaned forward, her movements gentle as she rubbed Robin's soft hair in Xuan Ge's arms, her tone soft as she persuaded:

"Young lady~ you should come down now, docking soon, your Uncle has to handle business in a bit, holding you is inconvenient."

"Mm~ no~ I want Uncle~"

Robin clutched Xuan Ge's lapel tight, her little face buried in his chest, clingy and refusing to let go, softly resisting.

"Let it be like this then, no difference."

Robin's identity would definitely be misunderstood; Xuan Ge spoke as if giving up, either way it was a death sentence.

Once back he'd dump all the blame on Ai Li Ou; it was that fat cat who forced him to go out in the first place.

Luo Rui Ya sighed softly and let it go; she had long predicted the storms after returning to port.

Originally didn't want Xuan Ge holding a child and adding trouble, but couldn't overcome the little bird's clinginess, so could only let it be.

Kakavasha's eyeballs turned, she grabbed sister Yi Sha's hand, tiptoed, and forcibly pulled her hand into Xuan Ge's arm crook.

Let Older Sister hold Xuan Ge tightly like a wife.

Yi Sha's face instantly flushed to the top of her head, red from ear roots to neck, fingertips unconsciously clenching tight, unwilling to let go of Xuan Ge, heartbeat thrown off rhythm, full of bashfulness.

Being held by a woman, with a child still in his arms, this appearance being seen by Ling Sha, Yao Guang and the others...

Xuan Ge's heart sank, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his back, he was facing certain death.

Li Chunxiao's expression was grave, putting on the face mask set aside for a long time, the instant the face mask was fastened tight, his shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He was desperately holding back laughter, his whole body exuding suppressed amusement.

The Shen Wu Corps soldiers lined up behind him were even more twisted in expression, every single one.

Someone, in order to hold back laughter, even cut their own neck to force themselves calm, but the Abundance Power rapidly healed the wound, instead making it even harder to control, every single one with faces red and ears crimson.

At the harbor shore, Yao Guang, Kafka, Ling Sha, Liu Ying, and Jing Liu, several women stood motionless, their surrounding auras awe-inspiring.

Gazes dead-locked on the slowly docking Hang Jian, not missing a single detail.

The Door slowly pushed open, the Shen Wu Corps marched out in formation, steps neat, momentum solemn, atmosphere still peaceful, but the instant Xuan Ge appeared, the whole venue fell instantly dead silent.

Liu Ying stared wide-eyed and tongue-tied, frozen in place, face full of disbelief, simply hadn't expected this kind of scene;

Yao Guang, Kafka, Ling Sha, Jing Liu, Xing Xiao, several people's surrounding cold aura surged violently, eyes seething with rage, almost about to go berserk on the spot.

Xuan Ge being held by a strange woman would be one thing, but the child held in his arms, just where did it come from?

This sudden change made several people begin to become increasingly not calm.

Sunday locked onto by several cold, sharp, bone-piercing gazes, whole body turning cold, small body continuously shrinking back, eyes full of fear, not daring to meet gazes with several people.

Kafka and the others stared fixedly at Sunday, only because this child's pupils were pure gold!

Although not matching Xuan Ge's eyes in brilliance, but they wouldn't listen!

This is gold!

Luo Rui Ya noticed Xuan Ge's whole body trembling slightly, tone carrying gentle concern and a trace of malicious amusement:

"Older Brother~ is the wind strong and sky cold? Why keep trembling?"

Xuan Ge's Adam's apple rolled ruthlessly, voice tight and dry, bracing himself to perfunctorily reply:

"No, wearing thin, a bit cold."