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The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Brother Third... you..." The two remaining subordinates stared at Ji Laosan in astonishment.
"These two were too long-winded, too full of complaints," Ji Laosan snorted. "Look at the situation we're in, and they start infighting? So Cihua doesn't want us anymore, fine, we don't need him. We've got hands and feet, and more importantly, we've got money. Once we slip past this storm, we brothers will have riches and glory beyond our wildest dreams. Right?"
The two subordinates thought it over and decided he had a point. The bald man and Ma Liu had bickered endlessly, and in a situation like this, infighting was the most dangerous thing of all. One slip and it would become a lead for the police, and then they'd fall right into the police's hands. Only by sticking together could they get through this.
At that thought, both subordinates nodded in agreement. The bald man was dead, after all, and Ji Laosan was in charge now. If they wanted to get out alive, they had no choice but to pin their hopes on him.
"This money is enough to keep the three of us for a lifetime." Ji Laosan opened the money bag, revealing the bundles of cash inside. He knew that words were useless at a time like this; only cash could buy loyalty. "Between us, each of us can get close to five hundred thousand. Two fewer people means two fewer shares to split."
"We'll do whatever Brother Third says." "It's all up to Brother Third." Both subordinates made their stance clear.
Ji Laosan nodded in satisfaction, then cast a contemptuous glance at the corpses of the bald man and Ma Liu on the ground...
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Because they had gone to bed late the night before, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu nearly overslept this morning. The alarm went off three times before the two of them groggily crawled out of bed and dashed to the bathroom to wash up.
Wei Zhao, meanwhile, had risen early. He measured out enough flour for three servings of noodles, and when he heard movement upstairs, he started boiling water to cook them. Yesterday he had made plain noodles; today he was making chicken-broth noodles. There was still some braised chicken left from yesterday, so Wei Zhao used the leftover chicken juices to flavor the broth.
By the time Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu came downstairs, Wei Zhao's noodles were ready and out of the pot.
"Wow, smells amazing!" Shen Yushu had a keen nose and caught the aroma of the chicken-broth noodles at once. She scurried off toward the dining room. "Yao Yao, your Arrow Brother made us noodles again!"
Gu Mengyao had meant to follow Shen Yushu to the dining room, but halfway there she heard Shen Yushu's words and her steps faltered. Wei Zhao had cooked the noodles, so should she go eat or not?
If it were only a matter of her small pride and her dignity, Gu Mengyao should have turned around and walked away, pretending she hadn't smelled a thing. But the aroma of those noodles was simply too tempting...
"Slurp, slurp..." Listening to Shen Yushu eating her noodles in the dining room, Gu Mengyao gritted her teeth in frustration. This little minx had never made a sound when she ate before. Was she doing it on purpose today? Was she trying to tempt her?