Chapter 290: Stone Smashes the Toad!

Fu Qianchen's eyes flickered with a hint of cold.

Xiao Hu is his best friend; Xiao Hu's family is his family, and he will not allow anyone to speak ill of Xiao Hu.

"Auntie, I also want to watch you go up and perform!" Fu Qianchen looked at Lin Xueyan with a pure, innocent expression.

Lin Xueyan stared, dumbfounded.

She forced a smile. "Young Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with that? It's just going up to perform. You just said the stones were tampered with, and it wouldn't hurt. I'm only making this tiny request, and you won't even grant it? It turns out everything you said in front of Father Lord was a lie to him!"

Lin Xueyan's scalp went numb.

Fu Qianchen laid on a heavy dose, saying, "If you don't agree to me, I'll go back and tell Father Lord that you're full of lies and not good to me at all!"

Lin Xueyan nearly shattered her silver teeth.

"I'll agree to you!"

Compared to losing face, the Emperor Sovereign's attitude is still more important.

She threw caution to the wind.

A flash of malice crossed her eyes. That damned little brat, just wait until she becomes his stepmother—she'll have plenty of chances to get revenge!

"What kind of performance is this? My auntie said your act is boring to death!" Fu Qianchen shouted at the top of his lungs.

As those words fell, countless gazes filled with curiosity turned toward them, especially the performers, whose looks carried resentment.

But these people were all looking at Lin Xueyan; it was obvious she was the auntie the child referred to.

Afraid of being recognized, Lin Xueyan hastily put on a veil, frowned, and warned, "Young Master, don't spout nonsense! When did I ever say such a thing?"

Fu Qianchen looked puzzled. "You clearly said their stones were tampered with—doesn't that mean their performance is boring? How did that become my nonsense?"

Lin Xueyan practically wanted to curse.

The middle-aged man who had just been lying there performing the chest‑stone‑crushing act stepped forward, looked at Lin Xueyan, his face darkened, and said, "Miss, we've wandered the jianghu, making a living from our craft for years, speaking only of integrity! Even if you don't like our performance, you can't just baselessly accuse us. Our stones are honest stones—how could they have been tampered with?"

Lin Xueyan immediately flew into a rage.

She is, after all, a person of the highest pinnacle of the pursuit of deer! How dare this jianghu performer shout at her?

"I've seen this kind of green stone before—usually they're hollow inside."

"That's others; our Xiaoyao Acrobatics Troupe never does such things!"

Mo Xiaohu looked up at the muscular burly uncle before him and said, "Uncle, don't get too worked up. Since you can't settle your dispute, let this auntie challenge your chest‑stone‑crushing act."

"That works. Today I'll let you know our Xiaoyao Acrobatics Troupe never engages in that kind of trick to deceive customers!"

Lin Xueyan pursed her lips; she didn't believe it. She'd seen this kind of street acrobatics before—the stones were always tampered with, and these people's surely were too.

"Auntie, hurry up!" Fu Qianchen urged.

Lin Xueyan was utterly unwilling inside.

But she had no choice but to go along with it.

Fu Qianchen smirked coldly inside—he loved seeing Lin Xueyan unwilling yet forced to comply!

Who made her not only offend his whole family but also harbor designs on his father?

Father Lord belongs only to Mother!

Lin Xueyan didn't notice that Mo Xiaohu, while she wasn't looking, scattered some poison powder onto her.

The two exchanged a glance and smiled wickedly.

Lin Xueyan looked at the dirty wooden bed, her delicate brows knotted, extremely unwilling to lie down. Such a filthy bed hardly matched her noble status!

"Miss, lie down now, and you'll soon find out whether our Xiaoyao Acrobatics Troupe's stones have been tampered with!" The muscular uncle clenched his joints, making a 'crack‑crack‑crack' sound.

Under Fu Qianchen's urging gaze, Lin Xueyan reluctantly, hesitantly lay down. She felt awful. She never imagined that someone of her nobility would one day lie in such a filthy place.

To avoid exposing her identity, she tightly covered her veil, fearful that others would discover she was Lin Xueyan.

"Uncle, put the biggest, heaviest stone here on that auntie. She's thick‑skinned and can take a beating!" Mo Xiaohu smiled innocently.

The muscular uncle nodded. "Don't worry. With her mouth so insolent, I'll prepare the thickest stone for her even if you don't say so."

The muscular uncle pointed to the stone in the corner that was three times larger than the others and snorted coldly.

Mo Xiaohu opened his mouth.

This stone—it's truly huge!

A piece of green stone pressed against her chest, and Lin Xueyan felt she was about to suffocate.

This green stone—how can it be so heavy?

Her face was completely covered!

Not much—thankfully her cultivation is high, so it's fine. When they start smashing, she'll use Mysterious Force Body Protection to ensure the stone shatters while she remains unharmed.

To win the young master's favor, she really gave it her all. She'll remember everything today, and later, when she becomes his stepmother, she'll demand a hundredfold repayment!

On Lin Xueyan's face, covered by the stone, a sinister gleam appeared.

"Miss, I'm about to begin!"

The middle‑aged uncle reminded her coldly.

The black iron hammer in his hand was practically thirsting for action.

"This foul‑mouthed woman—I'll prove with concrete action that the stones our Xiaoyao Acrobatics Troupe uses for the chest‑stone‑crushing act are completely genuine!"

He brought the iron hammer down hard.

Lin Xueyan was caught off guard and nearly spat blood.

She cursed silently, then hurriedly channeled Mysterious Force to shield her chest.

However…

Why was her whole body powerless?

Where was her Mysterious Force?

whimpering~

Lin Xueyan tried to call for help, but with the stone pressing down, even breathing was difficult, let alone producing a clear sound.

"Uncle, your stone really isn't fake!"

Mo Xiaohu raised his thumb.

"Of course!" The muscular middle‑aged uncle was quite proud, his hands not idle, and he hammered down again; the Green Stone remained completely unscathed.

"This stone is a bit hard; it'll probably take a dozen or so hammer blows."

Ten‑something blows?

Now Lin Xueyan is really in trouble!

At this moment Lin Xueyan resembled a toad trapped under a stone, only her two arms and two legs could be seen, everything else invisible. Especially when the muscular uncle swung his hammer, her arms and hands would even lift up—so hilariously absurd!

Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen exchanged a glance, raised their eyebrows, and smiled like two little devils.

"What? Still need ten‑something blows?"

Lin Xueyan was on the verge of spitting blood.

Who could tell her?

What on earth is happening to Lin Xueyan?

Without Mysterious Force, how can Lin Xueyan withstand blow after blow?

Lin Xueyan feels her bones are about to crack!

It's all Mo Xiaohu's damned little bastard!

Why would he casually ask her to perform Chest Stone Crushing?

The Wild Man's child is indeed malicious!

Watch her turn around and not kill that little bastard!

The moment word spread that a frail‑as‑a‑wind beauty was to perform Chest Stone Crushing, more onlookers instantly gathered.

Everyone, seeing Lin Xueyan whose face was completely hidden, expressed curiosity.

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of stone‑crushing method; people do Chest Stone Crushing, but I think hers looks more like a stone smashing a toad!"

"Tsk tsk, looks like the Xiaoyao Acrobatics Troupe isn't lying; the stones they use are truly solid!"

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