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Then the two began to fight in place—
Of course, it was Ziyan who treated a certain Demonically Charming Man as a hypothetical enemy and unleashed all her strength to attack him without holding back.
For a moment, the Ancient Tree Forest echoed with the sounds of branches snapping and rocks exploding, creating a continuous rhythm of "crackling" and "rumbling."
The birds in the treetops were naturally startled and scattered in all directions.
As the sun rose above the eastern treetops, Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan hurried back to the Spice Shop outside County Town.
At this time, there was already a sea of people in front of their shop, forming a long queue waiting to enter.
To avoid drawing attention, Ling Yuxuan and Ziyan exchanged knowing glances.
Thus, they took a detour through an alley beside the shop and jumped into the empty backyard together, then entered the Courtyard from there.
The two separated; Ling Yuxuan returned to her room as usual, while Ziyan cheerfully made her way to the front hall.
In the front hall, as soon as Ziying saw her sister, she exclaimed, "Sister, where did you go last night? This morning I searched for you inside and outside my room and throughout the courtyard but found no trace."
"Oh! Last night I went back to Hot Spring Valley with Brother Yuxuan."
"You could have at least let us know; you scared us! If it weren't for Brother Wu and the others informing me, I would have thought something had happened to you."
"What could have happened to me? There's no need to make such a fuss in the future."
"Uh? Oh!"
"Ying'er, let's get to work! You're the one talking too much." Zhou looked at the long line outside and couldn't help but show a hint of anxiety on his face.
"Mm mm mm!" The two sisters responded in unison and returned to their respective posts.
At this moment, Wu Xiang approached Ziyan and leaned in to whisper, "Miss, that gentleman has come again early this morning."
"Uh?" Ziyan didn't immediately understand who Wu Xiang was referring to.
"Sixth Prince," Wu Xiang continued to whisper.
As they spoke, a few coughs could be heard coming closer from the direction of the staircase.
"Hey! Good morning, Sixth Prince!" Ziyan thought about making a sarcastic remark at the sight of the Golden Mask.
"In front of outsiders, you should just call him 'Young Master'." Ling Feng coughed twice again.
"No problem! No problem." Ziyan casually blurted out, surprising Ling Feng with her words.
"You— you?"
"I, I, I? What? How did you come to that conclusion so quickly? Did you agree to a 19-1 split?" Ziyan realized she had misspoken and hurriedly changed the subject.
"Cut it out—are you really that arrogant? Treating This King like this—" Ling Feng glanced outside and saw that people were gradually entering the shop, so he had no choice but to furrow his brows and change his tone, "Do you think this young master is begging for scraps? One percent is all you offer? This is too much, utterly unreasonable—"
"Hey, hey, hey—stop right there! Those are your words, I never once regarded such a noble person as a beggar," Ziyan interjected sharply, cutting off his speech.
"That's because you infuriated me, hmph!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth in frustration but ultimately restrained himself from lashing out further. He turned and swept into the courtyard.
Just as he stepped into the courtyard, he turned back and commanded in an authoritative tone towards Ziyan and the others, "You there, someone take me to his room."
Ziyan frowned deeply and exchanged cold glances with her companions, muttering to herself: Cut it out—he really doesn’t see himself as an outsider. What kind of person is he?
However, after a moment's consideration, she signaled Wu Xiang with her eyes to lead the way. Thus, Wu Xiang understood and guided Ling Feng to Ling Yuxuan's room.
Before they knew it, it was time for dinner.
Ziyan cooked several hot dishes and paired them with some Marinated Dishes. With the help of the Yang Xiaodie sisters, she delivered all the food to Ling Young Master's room.
Upon seeing Ling Feng sitting at the table, his eyes lit up with excitement as he stared at the food.
"Cut it out—it's just a few simple stir-fries. Is it really necessary for the esteemed Sixth Prince to act this way?" Ziyan couldn't help but start criticizing again upon seeing Ling Feng's reaction.
After finishing their meal, Ling Feng turned his attention to Ziyan, saying, "Ziyan, shall we discuss something further?"
"You get one; I get nine!" Ziyan knew exactly what he was thinking. She replied swiftly while looking at him with disdain.
"You, you, you, you—" Ling Feng was suddenly at a loss for words, pointing at Ziyan. After a moment of stuttering, he was almost ready to resort to violence.
How could the illustrious Sixth Prince ever be put in such a humiliating and awkward position?
"What’s wrong with me?" Ziyan completely dismissed him.
Ling Feng was instantly infuriated, turning his finger that was pointing at Ziyan towards Ling Yuxuan, who seemed indifferent and detached, leisurely sipping tea as if nothing concerned her.
"You—take care of your woman."
"Why should I? Business is business; she hasn't done anything wrong. If you don't want to be with her, no one can force you," Ling Yuxuan defended her beloved woman.
"You? There can't be two kinds of people sharing the same bed." Ling Feng laughed in anger.
"Uh? Hey, esteemed His Highness the Sixth Prince, food can be eaten carelessly, drinks can be consumed recklessly, but words should not be spoken carelessly. What do you mean by sharing a bed—" Ziyan's eyes widened, her expression fierce as if she were about to devour him.
"Haha, so you two haven't shared a bed yet?" Ling Feng was on high alert, seemingly eager to uncover any clues from them.
Under Ling Feng's piercing gaze, Ziyan's face changed from green to white and then to black, until it was completely dark.
"Haha, it seems you two haven't been in the same room yet? No worries, it will happen soon." Ling Feng added with a sarcastic tone, reveling in their discomfort.
Ziyan's mouth twitched; she hadn't expected this person to be so difficult to deal with.
But upon reconsideration, what if it's not a fuel-efficient lamp? If you want to do business with me, then I have to have the upper hand.
Next, Ziyan stopped sulking and smiled at Ling Feng, "Your Highness the Sixth Prince, let's make a deal? How about a 19-1 split? You won't lose out at all. You provide the funds, and I'll provide the manpower and effort."
"50-50!" Seeing Ziyan take the initiative to back down, Ling Yuxuan also stopped joking around and seriously stated his acceptable distribution ratio.
"No!" Ziyan seemed to think seriously again and finally decided, "20-80. You get 20, I get 80. This is my final concession."
"You?" Ling Feng still found it hard to accept.
At this moment, Ling Yuxuan, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up, "Brother, technology is the main core of the project. Without core technology, it's just empty talk and meaningless! In my opinion, you should take the deal while it's good! Agreed?"
"What do you mean?" Ling Feng was momentarily confused but unwilling to accept it.
"It means giving you 20 and her 80; you're already getting a great deal." Ling Yuxuan patiently advised him.
"Sigh—you're so protective of your own woman; she'll rise to the heavens sooner or later." Ling Feng felt indignant and humiliated. He never expected to lose in negotiations to a little girl.
"So does that mean you agree?" Ling Yuxuan asked lightly.
In an instant, Ling Feng was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Ling Yuxuan and Ziyan with a very complicated expression before reluctantly saying, "Let me think about it."
"Think? Hmph, once this village passes by, there won't be that shop anymore." Ziyan added fuel to the fire at just the right moment.
Ling Feng was on the verge of breaking down, yet found himself at a loss for words.
"Well—fine, two to eight it is. Deal!" Long Sigh took a deep breath, and Ling Feng nodded reluctantly.
"Great!" Ziyan clapped twice.
The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Wu Xiang hurriedly approached everyone.
"Paper and ink ready!" Ziyan instructed Wu Xiang.
"Yes, I'll prepare it right away," Wu Xiang quickly went to the desk, ground the ink, and set out the paper and brush. He then informed Ziyan and the others before stepping out of the room.
"Please, Your Highness the Sixth Prince," Ziyan stood up first and gestured for Ling Feng to proceed.
As a joke, even though you have that familial connection with Ling Yuxuan, business is business; brothers must settle accounts clearly! I will not back down.
Thus, everyone gathered around the antique desk.
As Ling Feng's brush moved freely across the paper, a series of soft "swish swish swish" sounds filled the air—
Soon enough, two handwritten copies of the cooperation agreement were completed. Ziyan and Ling Feng pressed their handprints on both copies before each keeping one.
Ziyan took a brief glance at her copy of the agreement before putting it away.
Ling Feng was different; he stood there, holding the agreement high and staring blankly. After a long pause, he finally uttered, "No way! I’ve clearly been trapped by this girl."
As he looked at Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan with displeasure, the two were secretly enjoying themselves, exchanging glances.
"You two?" Ling Feng pointed at one and then the other, clearly feeling a sense of regret wash over him.
"What’s wrong? Are you going to break the agreement? It turns out the Sixth Prince is a man of no integrity?" Ziyan said impatiently, curling her lips in disdain.
"Uh? A gentleman's word is his bond. This King is not someone who lacks integrity. It’s you two who are nothing but highway robbers! Yes! You are highway robbers. Hmph—"
This is a trap! Ling Feng realized he had fallen for this little girl's scheme. Yet, he couldn't refute it and could only shake his head helplessly.
"Then may I ask if the Sixth Prince still has time to discuss where to open the shop in the future?" Ziyan thought to herself, I don’t want to waste too much energy and time chatting with you. My time is very precious.
"Brother?" Ling Yuxuan gently called out to Ling Feng, who was still standing there fuming.
Ling Feng turned around and shot an angry glare at the two lovebirds who were clearly taking advantage of him. He then tossed his outer robe back and sat down at the table.
At this moment, Wu Xiang had already arranged for the Yang Sisters to clean up the table and replace it with new tea cups.
Thus, the group sat down again, ready to discuss their future collaboration.
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