Chapter 11

"Also wrong~"

"..."

"Let’s not guess this one for now!"

Seeing that Ye Ye Ruoyi hadn’t guessed correctly after several tries, Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo decided to switch to another one.

"To turn a dream into reality, what is the first step you must take?"

Hearing the next question, Ye Ye Ruoyi couldn’t help but turn to look at Jiang Chen.

She felt she couldn’t see through Jiang Chen at all.

His cultivation was profound!

His medical skills were even better than that person from Medicine King Valley!

And now, hearing that he could come up with such bizarre questions.

"Sister Ye, don’t look at Little Junior Brother, he said he won’t tell us today!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo looked at Jiang Chen with resentment, thinking Ye Ye Ruoyi wanted to ask him for the answer.

Next.

Clearly, Ye Ye Ruoyi still couldn’t figure out the second question.

However.

To Jiang Chen’s surprise, Ye Ye Ruoyi actually guessed the answer to the third brain teaser.

"Because that murderer is to be executed after three months?"

Ye Ye Ruoyi’s eyes rippled, expressive and moving, as she looked at Jiang Chen with a smile.

She didn’t think this question was too difficult.

Under Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s surprised gaze, Jiang Chen nodded.

"Oh my!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo said indignantly: "So simple, why didn’t I think of that!"

Upon hearing the answer, she suddenly realized, her mind clearing up, and she felt the question wasn’t hard at all!

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo suddenly felt she could do it again!

"Little Junior Brother, you wait!"

She looked at Jiang Chen with full confidence, as if to say she could guess the answers even if he didn’t tell her: "Tomorrow morning, I will tell you the answers to the other two questions!"

"Alright!"

Jiang Chen looked at her with a smile. ===== CHAPTER 24 =====

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Jiang Chen got up early as usual.

Standing on the bluestone steps, breathing in the fresh morning air, Jiang Chen lazily stretched.

Thinking that he should be able to receive quite a few rewards today, he was in a great mood.

"Green bricks and lacquer tiles, a white horse treads on new mud..."

Humming a little tune, Jiang Chen made breakfast—it was still plain noodle soup, simple and delicious.

"Little Junior Brother, what song are you singing? It’s quite nice."

Not long after.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo arrived, looking at Jiang Chen with surprise; she hadn’t expected her Little Junior Brother to be able to sing.

Was there anything her Little Junior Brother couldn’t do?

"Just singing for fun."

Jiang Chen replied casually, then asked with narrowed eyes: "So, did you think of the answers when you went back last night?"

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s little face fell.

Yesterday, she had clearly felt she would definitely think of them, but after thinking for half the day, not only did she fail to come up with them, but she also ended up not sleeping well all night.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Chen knew the answer.

"Do you want me to tell you the answers?"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s eyes lit up, and she looked at Jiang Chen with anticipation.

Jiang Chen curled his lips: "If you wash the bowls later, I’ll tell you!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo originally wanted to refuse.

Growing up, let alone washing bowls, she hadn’t even washed a single sprout.

However.

She suddenly remembered her father mentioning that only smart and virtuous women were attractive to men.

Thinking of this.

She nodded quickly: "I’ll wash them, I’ll wash them!"

The speed of her reply surprised even Jiang Chen.

However.

Since Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo had agreed, Jiang Chen didn’t keep her hanging and told her the answers directly.

And after Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo heard them.

Her eyes widened, looking both anxious and cute.

By the time Jiang Chen brought the two bowls of noodles over, she seemed to have finally snapped out of her shock.

"Little Junior Brother, you are too mean!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo looked at Jiang Chen speechlessly while eating her noodles: "No wonder no one has been able to guess them until now; who could think of such answers!"

After thinking for a long time.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo realized that the question Ye Ye Ruoyi had guessed yesterday seemed to be the easiest one.

"How am I mean?!"

Jiang Chen immediately retorted: "It was your father who made me guard the ninth floor of the Ascension Pavilion; my strength was so low back then, I had to think of other ways."

"That’s true, too."

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo didn’t ponder Jiang Chen’s words carefully and nodded in agreement.

That day, when she heard Brother Sikong Changfeng say he wanted to arrange for Jiang Chen to be on the ninth floor, she had wanted to stand up and object, but who knew Jiang Chen would agree immediately.

"By the way, where is the Third City Lord?"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo suddenly looked around, only then remembering that she hadn’t seen Li Li Hanyi for the past two days.

"Cultivating on Cangshan Mountain."

Jiang Chen finished the last bite of his noodles and said casually.

He didn’t even need to think.

He knew Li Li Hanyi must be on Cangshan Mountain.

As for why she hadn’t come back.

Jiang Chen guessed it probably had to do with what he had said two days ago.

Don’t let Li Li Hanyi’s high attainments in the sword path and her cultivation reaching the Great Unfettered Realm fool you; high cultivation and a thin skin were two completely different things.

"I’m finished."

Jiang Chen tossed the bowl aside and looked at Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo with a smile.

Although washing bowls wasn’t a troublesome task, he was more than happy to have someone help.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo was quite straightforward.

She picked up both their bowls and headed to the kitchen, and after a long while, she finally walked out leisurely.

Jiang Chen looked up and saw that the hem of her skirt was half-wet.

Sure enough.

For Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo, who had been pampered since childhood, even washing a bowl was a difficult task.

However. ===== CHAPTER 25 =====