Qiao Shiyue didn't receive any more calls from her brothers, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when she found out that her eldest brother had cut off her supplementary card, she was almost furious enough to cry. Weren't they supposed to make it up to her? If they wanted to compensate her, why wouldn't they let her spend their money? Could it be that their talk of making amends was all fake? Hypocrites—every single one of them, a bunch of hypocritical little people.
Shen Yunyun nearly laughed herself silly when she learned that Tang Yu had tricked Qiao Shiyue. No matter how much money she'd lost, as long as Qiao Shiyue was the one getting screwed over, she felt an immense satisfaction. She felt like Tang Yu had avenged her. She patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Kid, not bad." Tang Yu was speechless. If those words had come from Seventh Grandpa or the others, it would've been one thing. But hearing such a mature, old-fashioned remark from his young-looking aunt was just weird. Still, he'd figured out how to please her: make Qiao Shiyue suffer. He'd originally just wanted to vent his own frustration, never expecting to accidentally make his aunt so happy. If she was happy, he was happy too.
After seeing Tang Yu off, Shen Yunyun started mulling things over. She figured Qiao Shiyue wouldn't let such a huge loss slide so easily. She was probably already cooking up some nasty scheme to harm someone. Why else would she come to Goose City if not to target her? Even though she didn't understand why Qiao Shiyue was so stubbornly hostile when she'd already backed off this much, she knew one thing for sure: Qiao Shiyue wouldn't stop trying to mess with her. She'd already stopped competing for the Qiao family's attention—she'd even given up those stupid brothers of hers. What more did Qiao Shiyue want? Why was she still coming after her? So annoying.
She needed to stay on guard. The last time those people broke into her house, her security system had caught them. But what if they struck when she was out? The trading center couldn't stay open forever. After some thought, she decided to make another trip to the Great Li Dynasty. This time, though, she wasn't going to see the Empress Dowager—she went straight to the National Preceptor.
When Shen Yunyun arrived, Xu Zimo immediately handed her a cup of tea. "Did you foresee that I'd come?" Shen Yunyun sat down quickly and took a sip. "The fragrance lingers on the lips—this is excellent tea." She praised sincerely. Among all the traders, Xu Zimo was the most laid-back and composed. Not that there was anything wrong with that—the guy was already several hundred years old, so being calm came naturally. After all, he was practically an immortal, one foot already through the celestial gate. Nothing surprised him anymore.
"Spit it out. What do you need from me this time?" "Come on, you make it sound like I only come to you when I need something, like I can't just drop by to see you." Xu Zimo lifted his eyelids and gave her a glance. That look was sharp—even without a word, it made Shen Yunyun feel like he'd seen right through her. She gave an awkward laugh. "Well, I've been busy trading with the Empress Dowager, so I didn't have time to visit you. You're already a mature half-immortal—why hold a grudge over something so trivial?" "Did I say anything? You're so defensive—it just shows how guilty you really are." Shen Yunyun: "..." She was indeed a bit guilty. She cleared her throat, took another sip of tea, and said, "Alright, I'll cut to the chase. No more beating around the bush." Xu Zimo refilled her tea and waited for her to continue. Shen Yunyun said, "Someone's trying to harm me. Do you have anything I can use to defend myself?"