Celestial Master Zhang had a stern face and didn’t speak. He was contemplating the truthfulness of Xuexue’s words.
"Celestial Master?"
"Hmm."
"Where’s my tiger? Where is it? Haven’t seen it for months? I miss it." Xuexue seed eager and impatient.
"Could it be that Madam Situ really forgot what you said?"
"Hehe, I... what did I say? Where’s the tiger?"
"I don’t know."
Xuexue’s expression instantly darkened: "Celestial Master, are you ssing with ?"
"It seems Madam Situ has truly forgotten what she once said to this old man."
Situ Xuexue’s expression didn’t seem fake, so Celestial Master Zhang decided to drop it.
"What did I say?"
"Nothing much." Celestial Master Zhang had no choice but to reply helplessly.
Indeed, drunken ramblings shouldn’t be held against soone forever.
Xuexue spoke with a hidden aning: "Celestial Master is really amusing today."
"Madam Situ, join for a drink."
"No, lest I say sothing wrong after staying for a while and Celestial Master Zhang cos to question again later; Xuexue wouldn’t know how to respond."
Xuexue’s words were biting, causing Celestial Master Zhang’s expression to change montarily, but he quickly returned to normal, smiling: "Madam Situ is truly humorous."
"Enjoy your drink slowly, Celestial Master. Xuexue has matters to attend to and can’t accompany you."
"Alright."
Celestial Master Zhang forced a smile. He never seed to co out ahead with Xuexue. If this little girl wasn’t a cunning and hidden threat, she was truly just an innocent child.
"Farewell." Xuexue turned and walked out.
As soon as Xuexue’s figure disappeared, the smile on Celestial Master Zhang’s face froze, and he heavily slamd the wine glass on the table.
The patience for today had reached its limit.
Indeed, searching for the Thousand Year Striped Tiger was already a task without leads, compounded by Zhao Yin’s interference and the Emperor’s mistrust; Celestial Master Zhang was struggling.
What was all this hard work really for?
Ultimately, it was for the eternal legacy of Moli Country, to solidify the Emperor’s reign, but no one understood him, not even the Emperor, who had begun to doubt him.
Nothing was going right; he was feeling sowhat defeated.
Celestial Master Zhang lost his temper, and the attendants stood silent by the side, not daring to speak.
"Go, bring more wine here. This Celestial Master won’t return ho sober today."
The attendants looked at each other in confusion, montarily unsure whether Celestial Master’s words were true.
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up!" Celestial Master Zhang shouted.
The attendants shivered and imdiately sprinted out to procure more wine.
Two Shichen later, Xuexue, who was checking the accounts in the private room, heard an urgent knock on the door outside...
"Knock, knock, knock...!"
"Who is it?"
"Master, it’s ."
It was Nanny Wang’s voice.
Xuexue knew sothing serious must have happened; otherwise, Nanny Wang wouldn’t be disturbing her at this ti.
"The door’s unlocked, co in!"
Nanny Wang entered with a face full of urgency: "Master, sothing bad has happened. Celestial Master Zhang is drunken, causing a big commotion outside, and has driven many of our guests away; what should we do?"
With such a distinguished status, Nanny Wang dared not confront him directly, but utterly helpless, she had to seek advice from Xuexue.
Xuexue furrowed her brow and put down the account book: "What’s exactly going on?"
"Honestly, I don’t know what happened. Celestial Master Zhang got drunk, ran out into the hall making a ruckus. When people said a few words to him, he flaunted his status and threatened to exterminate their nine familial connections, scaring the guests away—Master, you should hurry and take a look."
Xuexue stood up: "Let’s go, take a look."
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