Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

In the luxurious dining hall, Langshu calmly rose from her seat, wearing an all-white gown that made her look like a goddess.

Though middle-aged, her appearance looked like she was in her late 20s. This further emphasized how well kept she was and how well she used her body on her body.

If it were many other men, they would be astonished and taken aback by the sudden emergence of such a soft-faced goddess in white.

Too bad the person she was trying so hard to create this image for had no interest in her goddess looks... Especially after knowing her true face!

"Brother Zee..."

Her eyes were drawn to him the money she saw him, so much so that she didn't even bother giving Lishu a single glance.

Lishu inwardly sneered.

How could she have been so blind all this time? Why didn't she see her sister's shameless attitude towards her man?

"Careful now, sister... You're drooling."

What??!

Langshu was shocked by Lishu's comment.

Did the fool filly realize her feelings for brother Zee?

Langshu stared at Lishu, seeing nothing out of place. The idiot still looked naive as ever, causing her to inwardly sigh in relief.

But being a proud graduate from the White-Lotus academy, how could she miss this opportunity to put her skills into play?

With her white flowy gown and soft, delicate face, she lowered her voice and molded her face to look beautifully pitiful.

"Elder sister... Why would I be drooling? How can you say that? What if someone misunderstands me? Please, you can be angry at me, but don't blame brother Zee!"

Lishu inwardly wanted to clap.

Bravo! Bravo!

She didn't realize her sister was such a performer.

Just how blind had she been in the past?

But for the sake of her son's life, she, Lishu, was willing to join her dear sister in acting.

Pfft!!~~...

She laughed as she always did.

"Sister, why are you so strange? Of course I know you and Zee-Zee won't have anything to do with each other. You are my most loved sister, and he is my parking husband. So how can I think such thoughts? Sister... You're really funny."

Seeing Lishu's playful bantering, Langshu was more and more convinced it was only a joke.

Yes!

If after all these years, Lishu hadn't known her true feelings, then why would it come out now?

She was smart and knew how to manipulate and play her cards right.

"Sister! Your teasing is not funny!" She playfully taunted, looking her tongue out, crossing her arms over her chest, and pouting.

It was really hard for one to link her to the vicious woman who was arrogantly ordering the Head Maid earlier.

[Head Maid]: (-_-)... Excuse me, but who are you?

...

Arm in arm, the 2 sisters pulled each other intimately... It was just that their minds were sending daggers at each other.

And only after the atmosphere settled down did Langshu get a look at the few guests the couple had arrived with.

Oh? Who was this young man?

She had never seen him before, but his demeanor and attire placed him in the wealthy category.

Maybe it's some young master out here to finalize a company contract with her brother Zee?

[Focus... We have to see the boy.]

The voice echoed in her mind, reminding her of her purpose.

Yes! It was about time she met that parking nephew of hers. He wasn't in his room earlier. And no one would tell her where he had been kept.

Could it be that he turned into some horrendous monster, and they didn't want his true form to be revealed to the public?

So where have they been keeping him?

When the voice in her head alerted her that something was wrong while abroad, she had searched for news on Cang Ingard, as well as called in a few people in the country to find all they could.

Everyone only reported that Cang Ingard hadn't left the estate all this time, which was too strange.

You have to know that as a person who grew up with Ghu Sota, Cang Ingard's restlessness knew no bounds.

The boy couldn't sit in one place even if they paid him all the money to do so.

So not seeing him out for days and a little over a week was enough to make heads turn.

What's more, only Ghu Sota had even been allowed to see him, and not his other close friends.

Why? No one could answer this for sure but thought it should be Ghu Sota's high status that made the Ingard couple have no choice but to let him through into their estate.

Many speculated that Cang Ingard might have caught some deadly disease.

Disease?

Of course, Langshu Knew precisely where the so-called disease came from. So seeing the news reported back to her abroad, she felt things were going as planned.

So why did the voice say something wasn't right about Cang Ingard's situation?

Could it be the so-called Luck and birth aura fighting against her? Luckily, the voice also said it should be something it could easily solve if it saw Cang Ingard.

Knowing this, Langshu's frown turned upside down, blooming into a genuine smile.

As for the strangers who came in with Lishu and Zee, she couldn't care less about who they were since her mission was what she could think of.

"Sister... Since I came, I haven't seen that big Nephew of mine. Where is he? His beautiful aunt has missed him dearly!!"

What to see her their son? Sure.

Lishu grinned. "Sister, we are just about to see him now. But, Zee and our guests must head into his room to first speak to him on important matters."

"Important matters?"

Lishu nodded vigorously. "Yes! You know Cang will soon be taking his father's place in the company. So this is his first involvement in a company contract!"

Why does a dead man need to worry about a company?

Langshu inwardly floated, knowing Cang Ingard's death was near.

But of course, she still wore an amiable smile.

"Back then, he used to run around doing nothing but causing trouble. So it's great that nephew Cang is starting to get serious."

"Yes... That's why we sisters have to wait." Lishu said, calmly taking a seat while the head maid brought her some tea.

Lishu continued. "Sister, I know you love Cang, but there's no need to get so impatient. Zee-Zee said they had long been talking about this contract, going back and forth on its contents. And now that it's finalized, their little meeting shouldn't take more than 10 minutes... So sister, why don't we focus on you?"

"Me?"

"Yes, sister! With your divorce finalized, what are your plans? Do you intend to marry another?"

Langshu momentarily froze before donning an innocent expression. "Sister, I have no plans of falling in love or marrying another... At least not now."

...

Bam.

The door was shut, and Butler sheng was quick to unlock the wooden box in his hand.

Dorian gave no orders, but Butler Sheng, who knew the routine, quickly picked out a few talisman papers and placed them on every exit point in the room.

That's right.

As someone who was no longer a No-rank exorcist, he could now distinguish the various paper talismans with ease.

Flick!

He shot the talismans to the windows, bathroom doors, vents, and every other corner except for the main door.

And when done, he calmly took out a strange golden stalk of chalk and began drawing diligently the wall touching the bed's head.

Dorian only sat with one leg crossed and one arm refusing in his chin like an emperor.

Even at peak-level strength of the 2nd Dan, Butler Sheng was still weaker than the being they were up against. So the formation he drew shouldn't hold any pressure over the being.

However, this would only be the case if Dorian wasn't around.

With higher spells and his current strength, he would be able to turn this formation into what he wanted.

He could have drawn it out himself, saving him the time. But this was all for Butler sheng's training.

"Grandmaster!!" Cang Ingard merrily greeted Dorian, looking nothing like how Langshu and many thought he would be.

What sickness? What incurable disease?

The boy was as strong as an ox, jumping about with so much energy!

Not only that, his face was bright, and his face full of color. So where was the bedridden young master many expected?

Hmmm...

Dorian stared at the furrows on his face, seeing that Cang's disaster should be eliminated after this, and his life returned to normal with a. Smooth sailing too.

.

And just like that, the trap was fully set. And now, it was time to lure in the prey.

The butter steadily descended the stairs, heading toward both sisters too absorbed in chatter.

"Young Madam... Lady Langshu... The business meeting is over. The young master wishes to see his aunt."