Chapter 22
Pain, regret, guilt, helplessness.
When Jian Mo heard Shi Xiaowang say, “Then I’ll have no home anymore,” he almost wanted to punch himself.
He suddenly realized where he had gone wrong.
He didn’t truly want Shi Xiaowang to leave. But he thought it was better to cut things cleanly and quickly. In trying to be decisive, he ended up saying words that were cold and heartless. He thought he was merely asking, but from Shi Xiaowang’s point of view, he hadn’t left him any choice at all.
It was as if he had been forcing him to go.
He had never actually asked Shi Xiaowang what he wanted for the future.
He had always imagined and planned things for him according to his own judgment, while completely overlooking whether Shi Xiaowang really wanted to walk that path.
He had been too arrogant—thinking he could decide everything for him, believing he was being responsible for his future, yet still ignoring Shi Xiaowang’s deep longing for family and home.
He shouldn’t have been so rash.
Jian Mo was tormented with guilt. He immediately connected to his light-brain through mental power and sent him a message.
[If you truly want to go, I’ll naturally support you. But perhaps I didn’t express myself clearly at first, which led to a misunderstanding—I’m sorry. I never wanted you to leave. I only thought that since the Duke’s Mansion is now vacant—and since it’s the place where you grew up—you might want to go back there and live more freely. But if you’re willing, of course you can continue to stay here. After all, this is where your greenhouse is, and where your beloved Da Meow lives. This will always be your home.]
Hearing the light-brain notification, Shi Xiaowang hesitated for a long while before sitting up and opening the new message.
He frowned slightly, afraid Jian Mo was going to urge him to leave again.
“…Hm?”
After reading the message, Shi Xiaowang was a little dazed.
So that question—When will you go back to the Duke’s Mansion?—had only been a casual inquiry?
A warm touch brushed across his cheek.
Shi Xiaowang’s eyes curved again as he hugged the lion that was trying to lick away his tears and murmured,
“Da Meow, looks like I don’t have to leave after all.”
His voice still carried a nasal tone. The lion looked at him tenderly and gave a low rumble—Sorry.
“I’m fine,” Shi Xiaowang whispered.
He didn’t understand the lion’s growl, but he was already used to being comforted that way.
He rubbed his eyes and tapped the lion’s nose with a smile.
“Don’t tell anyone, okay? It’s embarrassing…”
“I still want to live here. I want to stay with Da Meow, and with Uncle Ye. I like the Marshal’s Mansion more than the Duke’s. Every day here makes me happy—I only want to stay here.”
“Alright. You can stay as long as you like, for as long as you wish.”
Neither of them brought up that old marriage contract again. Jian Mo didn’t, and neither did he.
Their marriage was legally registered. If they wanted to dissolve it—to divorce—they would have to go through the process again.
But neither mentioned it.
Shi Xiaowang suddenly felt light, as if all his past worries had dissolved. Now he could focus on growing flowers, researching his ability, doing whatever he wanted.
“Da Meow, what do you think I should plant next?”
Shi Xiaowang laid out packets of seeds on the little table.
“These are gardenias, this one’s jasmine, and this one is sunflower—sunflower seeds are edible, you know…”
Jian Mo sat beside him, listening to his cheerful chatter. The tenderness in his eyes gradually turned into amusement.
So easy to coax…
Seeing the light back in Shi Xiaowang’s eyes, Jian Mo finally felt relieved.
A sense of calm and quiet joy settled in his heart—along with an unexpected thrill.
Maybe… he wanted Shi Xiaowang to stay more than he had realized.
“Oh right, I should tell Professor Meng,” Shi Xiaowang suddenly remembered, feeling a little embarrassed. If he’d known this earlier, he wouldn’t have told the research institute he was moving in so soon.
So he came up with an excuse—he told Meng Zhan he wanted to test-plant crops in his greenhouse first, and once he found suitable species, he’d move to the institute for large-scale cultivation.
“Understood. I’ll be ready anytime,” Meng Zhan replied.
It worked this time—but who knew what would happen next?
Soon, Shi Xiaowang’s greenhouse welcomed two new plants.
He spent half a day deciding, though the greenhouse was large enough for all of them. Playing it safe, he chose only two—gardenias and sunflowers.
Old Grandpa used to grow gardenias. Sunflowers were new to him, but according to Madam Wang Shuxue’s notes, their seeds were edible—a decisive advantage.
Besides the flowers, he cleared a section of the greenhouse to grow food crops.
Their life returned to what it had been before the dukedom—Shi Xiaowang livestreaming from the greenhouse, growing flowers, while Da Meow napped upstairs in the bedroom.
[What’s the Little Duke doing?]
[So many seeds—is he cultivating a new species again?]
“Mm, these were given to me by Teacher Meng,” Shi Xiaowang said while sorting the seeds. “There are so many, I have to get familiar with my new little friends first.”
The plants of this interstellar era differed greatly from those in his post-apocalyptic world. After 300 years of evolution and natural selection, many species had gone extinct or changed form.
He decided to start with the ones he recognized—the key was ensuring they were edible and safe.
[You recognize all these seeds? That’s amazing!]
[They all look the same to me…]
[That’s why he’s the Little Duke! Who else can make plants bloom? Telling seeds apart is nothing for him!]
[The Little Duke—the God of Plants!]
“Stop, stop, don’t exaggerate.”
Laughing, Shi Xiaowang held a seed packet to the camera.
“See? Teacher Meng labeled each packet with names and photos—even a child could tell them apart.”
[Still, our Little Duke is the God of Plants!]
[Can’t wait for him to grow more blooming flowers! I still want to bring home one of those little roses!]
[Speaking of roses, where’s Brother M? Haven’t seen him lately—is he still around?]
Seeing a flood of ‘Is Brother M here?’ on the screen, Shi Xiaowang blinked.
“Oh, right! I’ve been so busy, I almost forgot. Brother M, if you’re watching, you can pick a rose—I’ll send it to you like I promised.”
Ever since he revealed his identity, the stream’s popularity had exploded. Too many people sent gifts, so many that Shi Xiaowang felt guilty. In the end, he disabled the gifting function altogether.
Brother M rarely spoke—he showed up only through expensive gift effects. Once that channel closed, he vanished in the crowd.
[Here. Always have been.]
Brother M suddenly replied.
[No rush on the rose. You’ve planted two new flowers—why not send me one of those instead?]
“Sure!” Shi Xiaowang smiled.
“Brother M will always be my number-one supporter. Any flower you like, it’s yours.”
[Then thank you, Little Duke,] M replied, adding a few smiley emojis.
[Ahhh! I regret it! I should’ve sent more gifts back then! I wanna be number one too!”
[Even if I could go back in time, I couldn’t afford it…]
[Who is Brother M, anyway? I joined late—can someone fill me in?]
[There are clips online—someone even made a compilation of all M and Little Duke’s interactions.]
[By the way, does Jian Mo know about Brother M? I’m nosy—I wanna know what he thinks of the number-one fan.]
[Wait, what? I thought M was Jian Mo!]
[???]
[???]
[???]
A string of question marks filled the screen.
[You know what—come to think of it, none of us ever considered that possibility before.]
[Who would’ve thought that? We didn’t even know he was the Little Duke back then!]
[So… is it true or not?]
Jian Mo hesitated, watching the stream.
He didn’t mind revealing his identity, really. The account had been created only to send Shi Xiaowang gifts and boost visibility. Now that everything had settled, it didn’t matter.
But he worried that revealing himself might cause Shi Xiaowang unnecessary trouble.
[Nah, I doubt it. Brother M seems nice—I can’t connect him to the Marshal at all.]
[Yeah, besides, if M were Jian Mo, he’d have banned us all by now for gossiping!]
[Stop it, I’m scared! What if they come arrest us later? I don’t wanna go to jail!]
“Don’t say that—Jian Mo’s not like that.”
As the chat grew more and more ridiculous, Shi Xiaowang couldn’t help but defend him.
“If he were that domineering, I wouldn’t even be streaming right now. He’s gentle and respectful—he’d never abuse his power.”
[Okay okay, don’t get mad, sweetheart—we won’t badmouth your hubby again.]
[See? Whether he’s gentle or not, it’s obvious our Little Duke really likes him. Every time someone doubts him, you jump to defend him.]
“I’m not—”
Hearing the word hubby, Shi Xiaowang’s ears turned red. He wanted to deny it but didn’t know how.
His silence was taken for shyness, and the chat filled with teasing emojis.
[So, is Brother M really Jian Mo or not?]
Shi Xiaowang rubbed his nose awkwardly.
“Brother M, why don’t you introduce yourself? Does the ‘M’ stand for Mo in Jian Mo?”
After all, he had wondered the same thing.
Upstairs, the lion lazily swished its tail, eyes gleaming with amusement.
[No.]
M replied.
Indeed, it wasn’t. The “M” came from Meow, not Mo. He’d never even thought about the coincidence before.
[As for an introduction—I’m just someone who likes watching flowers bloom, happens to have some spare money, and just so happens to be number one on the leaderboard.]
[Tsk, you could’ve left out that last part.]
[I wanna be like Brother M, but I don’t have spare money—I can only watch flowers…]
[Catching ‘some spare money’! Quick, pass it here!]
“Haha, don’t worry, Brother M,” Shi Xiaowang joked. “Anytime you want to see flowers, come to me—it’ll be worth your while.”
Brother M’s vague reply—and that firm “No”—made everyone, including Shi Xiaowang, assume he and Jian Mo weren’t the same person.
Jian Mo didn’t mind. He preferred it this way; he didn’t want to stir up trouble for Shi Xiaowang.
People’s opinion of him had improved somewhat because of Shi Xiaowang—but only from hatred to uncertainty.
Besides, he rather enjoyed seeing the audience tease him about Jian Mo.
He loved watching Shi Xiaowang blush in embarrassment.
If Shi Xiaowang ever discovered the truth, he’d still have room to maneuver—after all, he’d never admitted it.
Among the crop seeds, Shi Xiaowang chose three he was most familiar with—tomatoes, corn, and potatoes. He’d grown and eaten them back in the base, so he could easily tell when they were safe to eat.
While putting the rest away, he noticed a packet of seeds he hadn’t seen before.
The label read: Schizonepeta tenuifolia.
Shi Xiaowang’s eyes lit up.
He knew this one!
It was catnip!
Back in the apocalypse, his cats had all been free-roaming—technically his, but all wild and self-sufficient. He often never saw the same one twice.
Until one day, the old man planted Schizonepeta to repel mosquitoes.
But once it grew, the cats went crazy—rolling and rubbing all over it until the sprouts were crushed flat. The old man cursed, shooed them away again and again.
That’s when he told Shi Xiaowang it was also called catnip. Shi Xiaowang had taken some seeds to grow his own batch—just to tease cats.
He’d even made catnip biscuits and wine before!
He glanced upstairs and grinned mischievously, patting the packet of seeds.
With this in hand, even the coldest, laziest big cat will learn to act cute!
[Stop smiling like that, you’re scaring me!]
[Throw those seeds away—they’re obviously contaminated!]
[Little Duke! Are you still conscious? Snap out of it!]
The chat panicked, but Jian Mo stayed calm.
He could tell that look meant trouble. Whatever Shi Xiaowang was plotting, it was definitely aimed at him.
He’d have to be on guard.
“I’m fine,” Shi Xiaowang said with a grin, holding the packet up to the camera.
“This is Schizonepeta, also known as catnip. It’s basically a stimulant for cats—when they smell it, they start rolling and rubbing all over, totally addicted.”
[Seriously? That sounds weird… it’s safe, right?]
[Are you sure that’s not some kind of pollution?]
“Nope! It’s completely natural. I’d never endanger our little kitties.”
He patted his chest proudly and went on to explain catnip’s uses—for cats and in medicine.
The more he talked, the more animated he became, describing in detail how cats reacted to catnip.
The viewers were melting in chat.
Upstairs, Da Meow flicked his tail, watching him fondly.
He sounded like someone who’d actually owned cats before.
“I told you I have a big cat, right?”
Shi Xiaowang’s eyes sparkled.
“He sleeps all day, never acts cute or clingy—but once I plant this, even he’ll have to surrender! I can already imagine him circling around me, all soft and cuddly!”
He clenched his fists in determination.
Priority project: catnip!
Impossible, thought the big cat upstairs.
He was human in essence—he wouldn’t be affected by such a thing.
Still…
Watching Shi Xiaowang’s bright, expectant eyes, Jian Mo narrowed his gaze.
For his sake, maybe he’d pretend a little.
After the livestream, Shi Xiaowang began purifying the seeds, including the catnip.
When he touched the catnip seeds, he noticed something unusual—his ability was immediately absorbed, the purification happening much faster than usual. The energy activity within the seeds was stronger than in any other plant he’d cleansed.
His power had grown significantly lately.
Maybe it was because of the mental-energy nutrient Jian Mo had forcibly given him after his collapse. His ability, when externalized, had evolved—from small green lights on his fingertips to sprouts that could grow.
He’d even shown Jian Mo, proudly saying, “Look! I sprouted!”
Jian Mo had been astonished—it was like a living spiritual entity. He’d teased him: “Keep training and nourishing it—maybe one day it’ll bloom.”
It never bloomed, but later it matured—shedding spore-like pollen that glowed faintly, beautiful in the dark.
These spores carried his ability’s energy, but they needed hosts. They couldn’t survive freely in the air—they had to coexist with life.
He’d told Meng Zhan about this too, but since the spores’ lifespan was still short, there hadn’t been much progress.
Yet in catnip, they behaved differently.
That was an unexpected surprise.
“Grow fast, little catnip,” Shi Xiaowang murmured over the pot, eyes full of anticipation. “Da Meow and I are waiting for you.”
Jian Mo stood behind him, smiling quietly.
For days afterward, Shi Xiaowang cared for all his plants, but his attention was always drawn back to that single pot of catnip—even during his livestreams.
Everyone knew catnip had become the Little Duke’s new favorite, teasing him about forgetting his fading roses.
“Of course I haven’t forgotten,” he said, showing the camera the rose bushes. “Wilting is just another beginning—they’re forming fruit now. When the fruits ripen, we’ll have more baby roses. I’ll open a preorder then, so let’s let them rest for now.”
The chat instantly exploded.
[Don’t fight me for them—I’m buying three!]
[No way, limit one per person!]
[Can we choose colors? I want the orange-yellow ones!]
[How much will they cost? I need to save up first!]
“I haven’t decided yet,” Shi Xiaowang laughed. “I’ll announce it soon.”
He really hadn’t thought about pricing yet—he’d have to ask Uncle Ye later, since he had no idea about the local market.
Just then, a message from Uncle Ye popped up.
“Young master, a man named Wang Huanhuan says he’s here to deliver the Duchess’s relics to you. He’s at the gate—should I let him in?”
Wang Huanhuan?
Shi Xiaowang frowned.
“Bring him to the greenhouse.”
He had no good impression of that man. In the original host’s memory, Wang Huanhuan and his wife had treated him like a decorative charm—useful only for bringing fortune. They ignored him most of the time. Worse, Wang Huanhuan had bullied him constantly, taking joy in his misery.
He didn’t believe for a second that Wang Huanhuan had come here out of goodwill.
Shi Xiaowang glanced at his still-live stream. Since the man was coming anyway, he might as well meet him in public—under everyone’s eyes. That way, there would be witnesses if anything happened.
Wang Huanhuan clearly hadn’t expected to be put on camera.
Looking at the large and exquisite greenhouse in front of him, Wang Huanhuan’s eyes flashed with resentment when he remembered that Shi Xiaowang said happily that this was built specially for him by Jian Mo.
He didn’t understand why Shi Xiaowang was so lucky no matter where he went!
He was born into a good family, possessed wealth and status, and even if he married a violent and cruel person, he would still be highly pampered by him. Although he only possessed the inferior mental power, he could make those plants bloom and became the darling of the entire federation.
As for him, it was clearly his parents who raised Shi Xiaowang, but Shi Xiaowang was the one who destroyed his family!
Wang Huanhuan stood at the door of the greenhouse and collected his thoughts.
Although he was unwilling in his heart, his mother was still in prison. His mother said that this was his last chance. If he could repair his relationship with Shi Xiaowang, given Shi Xiaowang’s weak character, as long as he asked, Shi Xiaowang would definitely help him rescue his mother.
Moreover, Wang Huanhuan thought of Jian Mo whom he saw in the camera that day.
His tall and handsome figure, the gentle look in his eyes when he looked at Shi Xiaowang, and the cherished and precious kiss on the back of his hand.
Wang Huanhuan only regret why he didn’t marry Jian Mo in Shi Xiaowang’s place.
Since Shi Xiaowang would rather die than marry at the beginning, why can’t he give him to me in the end!
But that doesn’t matter.
Wang Huanhuan put on an aggrieved look and pushed open the door of the greenhouse.
As long as he could stay in the Marshal’s Mansion, all of this would still be his.
“Cousin…I’m sorry…”
The moment Wang Huanhuan walked into the camera, his eyes turned red and he spoke timidly while biting his lower lip.
“Everything that happened before was my parents’ fault. I wasn’t sensible enough before, and I caused you a lot of injustice…”
Wang Huanhuan waited for a long time, but still didn’t hear any response from Shi Xiaowang.
He frowned and looked up at him.
When Wang Huanhuan saw Xiaowang in person, he was still dazed for a moment.
He couldn’t even connect the person in front of him with the timid and skinny guy he used to be.
Shi Xiaowang was still very fair, but not the frail fair skin he had been before. His thin cheeks had become rounded, revealing a healthy pinkness. The uneasy and fearful look in his eyes when he once looked at him was replaced by an indifferent and calm expression.
He was wearing a white silk shirt and standing casually beside the roses, like a real little duke.
Wang Huanhuan bit the tender flesh in his mouth, suppressing his resentment.
How could he be worthy of something that was not even as good as a servant?
Shi Xiaowang did not miss the emotion in his eyes.
At the beginning, Wang Huanhuan always liked to complain about the original owner in this way, to his own fans, to his parents, and even to the housekeeper at home.
His pretended acting skills were not very good, and could even be said to be full of loopholes, but everyone would still speak in his favor. After all, at that time, power was in the hands of their family of three.
Shi Xiaowang smiled without any emotion.
“Didn’t you say you had something for me? What did you want to give me?”
Wang Huanhuan handed him an exquisitely packaged box, which contained a small and quaint silver longevity lock.
“This was given to me by Dad on his last day. He said it was made by my aunt herself and was originally intended as a birthday present for your sixth birthday, but she didn’t make it to your sixth birthday. Dad only discovered this longevity lock later. He was constantly regretting and reflecting on his last few days, so he remembered this longevity lock and asked me to return it to you.”
Wang Huanhuan glanced at the screen that was still broadcasting live, and tried his best to look innocent and pitiful.
“I know you won’t forgive them, but…”
While Shi Xiaowang was distracted and looking at the longevity lock, Wang Huanhuan suddenly knelt down and cried to him.
“I’m sorry, cousin! I’ve lost my parents and been kicked out of the Duke’s Mansion. I really can’t survive on my own. Please take me in… I’ll do anything you ask me to do! I know Marshal Jian loves you, I just ask you to give me a way out…”
“Stand up.”
Shi Xiaowang grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the ground.
“Cousin, I…”
“Wang Huanhuan, you are one year younger than me and have lived in the Duke’s Mansion for twelve years.”
Shi Xiaowang interrupted him and looked at him expressionlessly.
“For the past twelve years, the tutor my uncle hired only taught you and got you into the Imperial Academy. You’ve worked at my uncle’s company, studied at the Chamber of Commerce, and even done your own livestreams. I remember you had quite a few fans.”
Wang Huanhuan looked at him in surprise.
Although I don’t know why Shi Xiaowang suddenly said all this in public, after all, he was talking about his strengths, and a hint of pride couldn’t help but appear in his eyes.
But on the surface, he still looked sad and pitiful.
“But that was all in the past…”
“In the past twelve years, you have used up all the resources and benefits that should have belonged to the young duke, but now you say that you can’t survive without your parents?”
Shi Xiaowang ignored him and continued talking.
“As far as I know, although you are not allowed to live in the Duke’s Mansion now, the Royal Academy has not expelled you, so you are still eligible to live on campus. Although your uncle’s company is gone, your live broadcast account has not been closed. Over the years, you should have accumulated a considerable amount of savings. If you have used those resources to truly train yourself over the years, you will not be unable to survive.”
“Wang Huanhuan, you’re much luckier than me. You didn’t need to leave your parents and learn to be independent until you were eighteen. What about me? I left my parents at the age of six. Who has ever truly taken me in? Isn’t everything you stole from me during those twelve years enough for you to be independent at eighteen?”
Jian Mo upstairs was looking at him through the screen.
There was no resentment or sadness in Shi Xiaowang’s eyes. He spoke calmly and rationally about the injustices of the past.
Jian Mo felt a little distressed, but more relieved.
I am pleased with his strength and courage, and I am also pleased that Shi Xiaowang has finally lived his life like a blooming rose over the years.
He knew about Wang Huanhuan’s visit before Shi Xiaowang.
He hesitated whether to let him in to see Shi Xiaowang. He knew that this person had hurt Shi Xiaowang before, and he subconsciously refused to let him see Shi Xiaowang.
But after what happened last time, he didn’t want to use his own judgment to help Shi Xiaowang make a choice.
Shi Xiaowang always does better than he imagined.
“I……”
Wang Huanhuan was a little confused. He never thought that Shi Xiaowang could say such a thing. He had no idea how to refute it.
He glanced at the live broadcast screen beside him.
The comments were full of people expressing sympathy for Shi Xiaowang and feeling the injustice he felt, and there were also many people cursing him.
He didn’t understand what Shi Xiaowang had lost?
Shi Xiaowang clearly had everything, he had never lost anything, but he, Wang Huanhuan, was the one who lost everything!
“I know……”
Wang Huanhuan tried hard not to explode.
“I’m too stupid, so I didn’t do anything well, but please give me another chance! Help me one more time! I will definitely become a good enough person!”
Wang Huanhuan said this and bowed deeply to him.
He looked at his toes, his eyes filled with undisguised violence.
If he can endure this time, he will take back everything that Shi Xiaowang took away.
“I’m actually quite curious.”
Shi Xiaowang curled up his lips and looked at Wang Huanhuan with a sharp and cold look.
“What gave you the illusion that I would help you?”
Wang Huanhuan was stunned, sat up suddenly, and looked at him in disbelief.
He had never heard Shi Xiaowang speak to him in such a sarcastic tone.
“What?”
“I say, why should I help you?”
Shi Xiaowang smiled, lowered his eyes, picked up the longevity lock, and gently stroked it on his fingertips.
“Because you stole my bedroom after moving into the Duke’s Mansion and forced me to live in the basement? Because you burned all the photos of my parents in front of me? Because you sealed off the medical cabin and poured out all the potions when I was sick? Or because you beat me up whenever you were angry?”
“Wang Huanhuan, how many times have you done this? Do you still remember it now?”
Jian Mo’s eyes grew colder and colder, and he suddenly remembered the wound on Shi Xiaowang’s forehead when he first met him.
He really didn’t know these things before.
“You’re talking nonsense! I’ve never done anything like this!”
Wang Huanhuan’s face turned pale.
This is a live broadcast! How can he say these things in front of everyone!
Shi Xiaowang sneered.
“I don’t care whether you admit it or not. I just want to tell you that I’m not as kind as you think. I wouldn’t be so stupid as to bring a venomous snake home. Wang Huanhuan, how you live in the future has nothing to do with me. I have received the items you returned, and you can leave now.”
[What the hell is he walking away for?! How dare he just walk away like that? Shouldn’t he be given a couple of slaps and told to get lost?]
[Ahhh! I’m about to cry! Oh my god, I feel so bad for the little duke. What kind of life did he live in the past?!]
[What kind of Zerg remnants are these, crawling out of the gutter? Like parents, like children! So disgusting!]
[Where’s Jian Mo? I really hope Jian Mo kills him with a single blow. Everyone knows you’re violent, so why not use your power where it’s appropriate? I think killing him is a good idea.]
[Second! Where’s Jian Mo! Jian Mo, come quickly! Your wife has been bullied like this, you absolutely can’t let her go like this!]
“You are slandering me! It’s obviously you who is bullying me!”
Seeing everyone’s accusations and insults against him on the barrage, Wang Huanhuan finally couldn’t help but shout out.
“You just envy me for having a father and mother who love me! That’s why you want to destroy our family! You destroyed my parents, and now you want to destroy me!”
Shi Xiaowang didn’t say anything, or even look at him, and turned his attention back to the longevity lock in his hand.
He could imagine that Wang Huanhuan came to him this time to “compromise” and was definitely fulfilling his mother’s arrangement, but how could the young master really tolerate this humiliation after being used to living a high and mighty life since he was a child.
On the other hand, the barrage of comments continued to be filled with insults and ridicule.
Wang Huanhuan suddenly laughed and pointed at Shi Xiaowang with a crazy look on his face.
“No wonder, no wonder you let that dog from the Marshal’s Mansion bring me here, no wonder you wanted to see me live, you did it on purpose! You deliberately wanted to destroy me in front of the entire Federation! You are so insidious!”
Wang Huanhuan laughed and roared at the top of his lungs.
“I’ve felt you were hypocritical since I was little! You’re always so hypocritical! You only know how to act good and pitiful! Aren’t you just trying to use this to make everyone care about you and pay attention to you? So what if I pour out your medicine? So what if I beat you? Anyway, since you like to act pitiful, I’ll help you find an excuse, but it’s useless. My parents only love me! No one will love you, Shi Xiaowang!”
Wang Huanhuan suddenly picked up the pot of catnip on the table and threw it hard at Shi Xiaowang.
When Shi Xiaowang saw the flowerpot he picked up, his pupils shrank and he kicked Wang Huanhuan in the stomach.
Wang Huanhuan staggered to maintain his balance, still holding the flowerpot high in his hand. Finally, with an angry lion’s roar, he was pinned to the ground.
The flowerpot broke at Shi Xiaowang’s feet.
“Da Meow!”
Shi Xiaowang quickly looked at the lion and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the lion was not injured.
After taking a look at the screaming comments, Shi Xiaowang simply calmed everyone down, saying that he had already notified the guards, and then turned off the live broadcast.
While Shi Xiaowang was doing this, Wang Huanhuan was so scared that he wets his pants, and his initial screams turned into short, discordant sounds in his throat.
But the lion did not relax its strength at all. In its amber eyes, there was a coldness and bloodthirstiness that Shi Xiaowang had never seen before, just like a real beast.
Under the lion’s claws, Wang Huanhuan’s ribs were crushed one by one until blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
“It’s okay now, Da Meow, let him go.”
Shi Xiaowang gently soothed the angry lion. When he heard the lion’s dissatisfied roar, he touched his long mane.
“It’s too dirty. I don’t want you to touch him.”
Seeing that the lion finally looked at him, Shi Xiaowang pointed at Wang Huanhuan’s pants with disgust.
“It’s really dirty. I’ll have to wash your paws later.”
Looking at Shi Xiaowang’s expression, the lion finally relaxed.
Uncle Ye and the guards rushed to the greenhouse immediately and carried the unconscious Wang Huanhuan out.
“How is he going to deal with this? Is he causing trouble for everyone again? If I had known earlier, I would have just let him give the things to the guards and let him go. He’s such a troublemaker.”
Shi Xiaowang frowned and said to Uncle Ye.
Uncle Ye’s expression wasn’t very good either.
“No one can predict this kind of thing. The Royal Academy received the news and watched the live broadcast. They have already expelled him. When he is released from prison in a few days, he will be sent back to his hometown and will never be allowed to return to the Imperial Star again.”
But given Wang Huanhuan’s current physical condition, it is hard to say whether he can get out of prison alive.
It was not until Uncle Ye left the greenhouse that Shi Xiaowang turned around and met the lion’s eyes that had been glued to him.
“I’m fine, look.”
Knowing that he cared about him, Shi Xiaowang turned around in front of him, then smiled and hugged him, stroking his fur.
“Thank you, our Jian Da Meow, for protecting me. I’m sorry if I scared you.”
The lion placed his chin on Shi Xiaowang’s shoulder and sighed softly.
He was actually a little out of control just now.
The moment he pounced, he almost bit Wang Huanhuan’s throat, but his remaining rationality reminded him that Shi Xiaowang was right in front of him, and such a bloody scene was too ugly and would scare him.
“How come you’ve learned to sigh?”
Hearing the lion’s sigh, Shi Xiaowang couldn’t help laughing. He comforted the lion for a long time before letting go.
He turned his head and looked at the broken flowerpot on the ground.
Uncle Ye wanted to clean it, but he didn’t let him.
The tender new buds that had grown in the flowerpot were about one finger high, but they were broken into pieces after being dropped. The tender new buds could not withstand the tossing and were almost rotten.
Shi Xiaowang also sighed.
I have to start over again.
“Don’t move around, Da Meow, be careful not to prick your claws.”
After Shi Xiaowang gave the reminder, he cleaned up the broken pieces of the flowerpot, picked out the tragically dead “remains” of the young sprouts and placed them on the table, and continued to clean the soil on the ground.
Jian Da Meow glanced at the plants on the table and took two steps forward.
Is this what catnip is?
The crushed plants gave off a strange smell that made him shrink his ears and move closer.
Very strange.
The lion sniffed and frowned.
It’s really weird.
…and smell it again.
