With So Many Children, Can We Afford to Raise Them

"Who is this Xu Mu?"

The elder inside asked curiously.

"He's also a young master. Ye Chen is cunning and deceitful. Second Elder, do you think Xiaoqing can handle him?"

Zhou Xia looked at the elder sitting opposite her.

Hearing this, the elder leaned back on the sofa in thought.

They all knew Xiaoqing's temperament; she was definitely no match for those who were cunning and deceitful.

In the end, she might even get sold out.

"Is this Xu Mu easier to fool?"

The Second Elder asked uncertainly.

"He is also a young talent, but at least he's much easier than Ye Chen,"

Zhou Xia explained.

"Good, then it's settled. Let's disperse for now and contact each other later. Be careful not to get wiped out all at once."

After saying this, the elder took the initiative to stand up.

The remaining people around also stood up one after another.

Seeing this, Xu Mu hesitated for a moment, then immediately got out of the car and pushed open the door to Chen Xuan's house again.

He didn't go into the courtyard but stood behind the door, sensing.

Soon after, the group from the neighbor's house left their home.

Zhou Xia immediately noticed the Cadillac Escalade parked at Chen Xuan's doorstep.

After seeing the others off, Zhou Xia deliberately went to the car window to look inside.

She found no one was in it.

Only after seeing the previous group walk far away did Xu Mu emerge from behind the door. "What are you doing? I have valuables in my car."

Startled by Xu Mu's sudden appearance, Zhou Xia jumped slightly, then forced a smile. "Xu Mu, what a coincidence."

The young woman standing at Zhou Xia's doorway, upon hearing the name, couldn't help but look at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu also looked at her now. She had long hair, an oval face, a small and straight nose, and those delicate, rosy lips.

This woman's appearance and aura clearly belonged to the "green tea" type.

One look and you could tell she was high-level, not someone an ordinary person could handle.

But oddly enough, Zhou Xia had just hugged this woman's shoulders and called her Xiaoqing.

He remembered Zhou Xia saying before that Xiaoqing was a very good person, but this face really didn't seem to fit.

Xu Mu used his Divine Eye to check her.

Name: Han Tianqing

Identity: Daughter of the Yin-Yang Sect Leader

Favorability: 0

Destiny Level: 4 (Max Level 10)

Seeing this information, Xu Mu nodded inwardly. No wonder he hadn't heard of her before.

She wasn't part of Ye Chen's harem at all. However, judging from this Destiny Level, she should still have some opportunities.

"Xu Mu, please come with me. I have something to discuss with you."

Zhou Xia looked at Xu Mu, then turned and walked towards her own house.

Passing by the doorway, she proactively took Han Tianqing's hand.

Xu Mu didn't hesitate and followed them into the living room.

"Have a seat."

Zhou Xia gestured to Xu Mu. She and Han Tianqing sat down on the sofa first.

"What is it?"

Xu Mu asked, leaning back on the sofa with his hands behind his head.

"This is Xiaoqing, whom I mentioned to you before. She is our sect leader's daughter,"

Zhou Xia pointed at Han Tianqing. "It's just that plans never keep up with changes. Our sect leader has gone missing."

"Missing? I know a fair bit about things. How come I heard the Yin-Yang Sect leader didn't just go missing?"

Xu Mu didn't expose it outright, wanting to see if she was willing to tell the truth.

"You actually know?"

Zhou Xia looked surprised, then said, "Then I won't hide it either. Our sect was destroyed by the Cleaners, and the sect leader was captured."

"And then? Why are you telling me all this?"

Xu Mu looked at her, puzzled.

Zhou Xia looked at Han Tianqing beside her. "Xiaoqing, I'll just speak plainly. There's no one else here anyway."

"Go ahead, Sister Xia."

Han Tianqing nodded gently.

"Actually, we've long wanted to leave the Yin-Yang Sect but never had the chance. Now that the sect leader is finally captured, it's the perfect opportunity for us to leave,"

Zhou Xia explained. "But the Second Elder keeps wanting to revive our Yin-Yang Sect. He's very powerful, so we don't dare defy him."

"I have a lot of questions in my mind right now."

Xu Mu looked at Zhou Xia upon hearing this.

"Go ahead, I'll explain them one by one," Zhou Xia said with great patience.

"Let me start with two. First, this Xiaoqing is the sect leader's daughter. To put it bluntly, the Yin-Yang Sect is her family. Why has she always wanted to leave?"

Xu Mu continued, "Second, where is your Great Elder? Why is the Second Elder in charge?"

"I'll answer the second question first. The Great Elder has been missing for many years, but our sect has always kept her position."

Zhou Xia paused. "As for the first question..."

"Let me explain the first question."

Han Tianqing beside her interrupted Zhou Xia. She crossed her hands in front of her. "Our sect is the Yin-Yang Sect. You can probably guess how chaotic it is. My father has sixty-three children in total."

"Holy crap?"

Hearing this, Xu Mu's jaw dropped in shock. "That many children? How can he afford to raise them?"

"He doesn't care. Most of the women were taken by force. My mother was one of them."

Han Tianqing's eyes turned cold. "Many of his children have already fled the sect. He never bothered with them, but he has always controlled me."

"Why?"

Xu Mu asked.

"Because Xiaoqing is highly talented, far surpassing his other children," Zhou Xia chimed in from the side.

Xu Mu nodded inwardly. With a Level 4 Destiny, she was indeed no ordinary person.

"What do you want me to do?"

"We are all from the Yin-Yang Sect and don't dare to notify the Cleaners ourselves. We want you to notify the Sanitation Department. Afterwards, we'll provide the location so the Cleaners can arrest the Second Elder."

Zhou Xia explained. "I was once the Great Elder's personal disciple, so I hold some status. As long as the Second Elder is captured, no one can threaten me and Xiaoqing anymore."

"But if I'm already notifying the Cleaners, why not have them arrest you two as well? Are you good people?"

Xu Mu looked at Zhou Xia and Han Tianqing.

"Xiaoqing is a good person. She is still a virgin and has never done anything wicked."

Zhou Xia looked at Han Tianqing. "On the contrary, she has done many good deeds."

"Sister Xia, don't say that. Those things of mine don't count as good deeds."

Han Tianqing shook her head.

"As for me, I haven't done only bad things either. I've never forced anyone like others in the sect did. Mine were all consensual."

Zhou Xia said, looking at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu stroked his chin, thinking. This Zhou Xia was indeed quite a character.

"Alright, I agree. But after this is successful, you have to promise me three things."

Xu Mu looked at Zhou Xia.

"Not me?" Han Tianqing asked.

"No, you're a good person." Xu Mu smiled at Han Tianqing.

[Favorability +5]

Han Tianqing's fingers fidgeted nervously.

"Fine! As long as it doesn't involve me dying, I agree to anything."

Zhou Xia nodded.

"Then let's stay in touch by phone. I happen to have a friend who's a Cleaner, guaranteed to be on call."

After saying this, Xu Mu stood up and left.

It had to be said, people like Zhou Xia were quite useful.

Since she was always up for a rendezvous anyway, if Xu Mu ever needed to gather intelligence on certain people, he could simply send Zhou Xia.

As a woman from the Yin-Yang Sect, dealing with men was child's play for her.

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