Having left the extreme flavor establishment, Qiao Xiaomai sat at the entrance of the carriage as they returned to the Palace, facing inside with her back against Tong Sanlang's back, sighing continuously throughout the journey, "Those pigs are raised in Da'an Palace, fed and watered by Da'an Palace, so naturally, we'd have to consult Yang Wenxiao before doing anything to them."
"Uncle Six seems a little obsessed," Tong Sanlang said.
"Obsessed to the point of madness, do you think we should dig out Liuli's suicide note and show it to him?" Qiao Xiaomai asked, "Knowing the truth about what happened that year, he should give up, right?"
"No, if he finds out we have the formula for gunpowder, he will be even more determined to rebel. Besides, the fewer people who know about your space, the better," Tong Sanlang disagreed with Qiao Xiaomai's suggestion.