Chu Xiangwei regretted her words the moment they left her lips, as she suddenly recalled her recent actions. She had intended to kill Lu Fan. The thought made her body go limp.
"Don't worry, you were poisoned earlier, but you're fine now," Lu Fan reassured her.
He knew Chu Xiangwei had been manipulated. The dwarf's soul-capturing technique could displace a person's soul, allowing him temporary control. Making voices echo throughout the room was also a tactic to prevent opponents from pinpointing his location.
He just hadn't expected Lu Fan's eyes to possess clairvoyance. Lu Fan remained silent when the dwarf hid far away, but when the man approached the door intending to poison him, Lu Fan seized the opportunity and wounded him with a sword. The soul-capturing technique was merely a convenient method within the "Gu Fu Zhen Lu" for afflicting opponents. It was clear that this senior dwarf disciple's cultivation was far inferior to his junior, Tu Tu.
However, Lu Fan couldn't fathom who had hired these two vicious individuals to kill him. Such methods were not typical of the Shen Suan Sect.
"I... I'll help you change the bedding later!" Chu Xiangwei said, her pretty face flushing with embarrassment.
"Ahem..." Lu Fan suddenly caught a whiff of urine. His gaze fell upon the bed, and he exclaimed inwardly, seeing a large wet patch beneath Chu Xiangwei's soft body.
"Alright... Sister Xiangwei! I'm leaving now." Lu Fan turned and exited the room.
"Mr. Lu... It's still raining outside! Fine, don't tell Young Master Yan about this... Sigh! This is so embarrassing..."
Lu Fan returned home, changed out of his soaked clothes, and then resumed cultivating the Shen Nong Yang Sheng Gong.
The Shen Nong Yang Sheng Gong didn't seem as powerful as other cultivation methods. After cultivating for so long, besides his clairvoyant eyes, there seemed to be no other changes. Unlike the Lian Xi Jue or Yu Nu Xin Jing, which improved cultivation speed rapidly and showed significant effects.
However, Lu Fan also knew that the Shen Nong Yang Sheng Gong was undoubtedly more potent than any other cultivation method.
Autumn was approaching, the sky was faintly lit, and a cool breeze swept through, carrying a refreshing feeling.
The sounds of practicing martial arts drifted in from outside the window.
Zhao Rongrong and Lu Changfu crawled out of their beds and gently pulled back the curtains to look outside. They saw Wang Yan practicing martial arts right outside their door. To be fair, each move and stance looked quite authentic.
"Sigh! Why is this woman here again? Doesn't she have enough to do in her own yard?" Zhao Rongrong grumbled.
"Forget it, don't be unhappy. You can't control what happens with the children. Who knows, maybe our son taught her those moves! I saw Li Jingjing and Wang Yan coming to find Lu Fan early in the morning not long ago," Lu Changfu said from the side.
"Li Jingjing... that little girl is quite pretty. If Ru Yan wasn't around, she would be quite suitable for our son. But Wang Yan is a widow, how can our son want her!" Zhao Rongrong said with some reluctance.
"That's true! After all, our son is now a millionaire earning millions daily, he can't marry a widow. But speaking of which, this little widow is actually quite good. She knows how to flirt. Look at how high her leg kicks!" Lu Changfu added.
"You... you old lecher. I'm talking about our son, and you..." Zhao Rongrong reached out and twisted Lu Changfu's ear, pulling him back.
"I... I was just saying her martial arts are good. Why are you hitting me!? I'll have you know, I'm the father of a tycoon now," Lu Changfu said, rubbing his ear and baring his teeth.
"I'm the mother of a tycoon too! If you dare to have any thoughts about that little widow, I'll beat you to death!" Zhao Rongrong said indignantly.
"Nonsense, she's our son's. How could I have thoughts about her!" Lu Changfu said with a wronged expression.
"She's our son's... no, she's not our son's... and it's not allowed for you to have thoughts about her, whether she's ours or not!" Zhao Rongrong suddenly found herself tongue-tied.
"Hmph! Tomorrow I'll have Ru Yan come back, and we'll discuss their marriage. We can't let this little widow interfere," Zhao Rongrong said angrily.
"The villa is almost finished. Once it's completed, we'll arrange their wedding," Lu Changfu said hurriedly.
In the kitchen, Wang Yan was busily helping to prepare breakfast. Zhao Rongrong had planned to simply cook some porridge, a few eggs, and a bit of pickled vegetables. However, Wang Yan also stir-fried four small dishes. Zhao Rongrong felt a pang of heartache. Why such extravagance for breakfast?
"Wang Yan! Our family doesn't own a mine, and we can't eat that much in the morning. Isn't it a waste to stir-fry so many dishes!" Zhao Rongrong couldn't help but say.
"Auntie! Lu Fan gives me a month's salary that's more than I used to earn in a year. I'm also the village head, earning extra money. As a bachelor, what use do I have for this money? If you two elders want anything to eat in the future, just say the word, and I'll buy it for you, and I'll cook it too. You can enjoy yourselves from now on!" Wang Yan said with a smile.
"Wang Yan! Auntie wants to say something, don't be unhappy. You can't stay single forever, right? If you find someone suitable, you should find them. When you get old, you'll have a companion," Zhao Rongrong quickly added.
"Auntie, my standards are quite high now. I really don't look down on ordinary people.
You see, I'm now earning tens of thousands a month, I'm not bad-looking, and my figure is good too! Why should I casually find some man to support me?!
Auntie! I've thought it through. Finding a man is just for having a child, right? Then it's better for me to have a son and raise him myself. My child can even take my surname in the future." Wang Yan suddenly said.
"Pah! You child, you're talking nonsense. How can you have a son without being married? And when you get old, you won't have anyone to accompany you, you'll be so lonely. How can you have such thoughts?" Zhao Rongrong said indignantly.
"I won't get old, I've practiced the art of immortality! Hee hee! Auntie, let's go, let's go inside to eat." Wang Yan giggled, plated the stir-fried dishes, and holding them, pulled Zhao Rongrong into the house.
"Nonsense, immortality. Do you want to become a demon!" Zhao Rongrong muttered angrily.
"Hee hee! I am a demon!" Wang Yan said with a smile in Zhao Rongrong's ear.
Zhao Rongrong looked helpless. Although she was angry, the person was doing all the work and serving them, so she couldn't just kick her out. Moreover, Lu Fan needed this woman's support for the entire village's endeavors. Alas! It was truly unavoidable!
"Sister-in-law Wang Yan! Don't come to cook tomorrow," Lu Fan suddenly said as they all sat down at the table.
"What's it to you?!" Wang Yan glared at Lu Fan, giving him a look. What did this brat mean? Was he trying to drive her away?