The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 54 Jiangcheng 12 Wontons

As dawn broke, light shone through the window onto a piece of paper scattered on the table.

The paper contained only two sentences: "The full moon is ominous; be extremely careful." Guigu hosts a banquet, hoping to see his nephew soon—Xie Wanzhou.

Shen Yingsi was sitting in a chair, toying with a dagger in his hand. Sunlight fell on half of his face, half in darkness and half in light.

His chest was slightly open, but the bandages inside were intact.

The dagger suddenly stabbed towards Xie Wanzhou's name, and Shen Yingsi smirked.

Everything is fake! Everyone deserves to die!

Oh, and him too, he deserves to die.

Shen Yingsi activated the demonic power within his body, and his scales tore through the strips one by one, drawing blood.

Shen Yingsi tormented himself by plucking off the scales, and soon his chest was covered in blood and gore again.

"Shen Yingsi! Shen Xianzhi! Xianzhi! Get up quickly, your sister is inviting you to go out for breakfast!"

Wen Li’s voice came from outside the door. Shen Yingsi stopped moving and his breathing became somewhat halting.

"Hurry up! I'm waiting for you at the entrance of the Zhao residence. Be careful not to get spotted by those tagalongs!"

As the words fell, only the sound of footsteps fading into the distance could be heard.

That's not an illusion.

"Wenli, Ahli..."

Shen Yingsi muttered to himself, hurriedly and quickly bandaging his wounds.

Looking at the sky that had just begun to brighten, Wen Li couldn't help but admire her own cleverness.

If Wen Mingzhu and the others saw her, and a bunch of people followed her, how could she possibly heal Shen Xianzhi?

Wen Li thought she would have to wait a while, but to her surprise, Shen Yingsi came out of there not long after.

The boy was dressed in black, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his high ponytail was held up by a jade crown.

With fair skin, clear eyes and brows, and a smile on his lips, he exudes youthful vigor.

“Ah Li”.

Just as Wen Li was about to praise Shen Yingsi, Xie Xiao's voice came from behind them.

"Fourth Brother, where are you going?"

Without thinking twice, Wen Li grabbed Shen Yingsi's hand and ran forward. Sure enough, she heard Xie Xiao shouting behind her.

"Can't you take me with you, Fourth Brother!"

Hearing this, Wen Li ran even faster.

The conversation between her and Shen Yingsi, two reborn individuals, was extremely private. How could anyone else be allowed to eavesdrop?

The girl was graceful and lithe, dressed in red with a red hair ribbon fluttering down her cheeks, making her fair skin appear even whiter.

Wen Li ran while looking back, but didn't see Xie Xiao chasing after her. Instead, she saw Shen Ying Si's expressionless face.

She stopped and asked, "What's wrong? Are you stupid?"

When Shen Yingsi was called out to like that, he seemed to come back to his senses and slowly smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"Oh, by the way, where's your mask?"

"forget."

"forget?"

Wen Li sighed, "So you can be careless too. But it's okay, I have some in my space."

Wen Li took out two identical Fuwa masks from her Qiankun bag.

“These two masks may be ugly, but they are the two most common types here. They’re everywhere, and as long as you wear them, no one will recognize you. I think these are much better than your old one.”

As Wen Li spoke, she put on her mask and then held it out to Shen Yingsi.

"I hope your future smiles will be as genuine as this lucky doll. Here you go."

Shen Yingsi took the mask with both hands, his expression somewhat serious and solemn.

"Shen Xianzhi, what are you doing? This is just a broken mask, put it on quickly."

After Shen Yingsi put on his mask, Wen Li excitedly pulled him away.

"Let me tell you, I was incredibly lucky yesterday to meet a really interesting old lady. Do you know what she said to me?"

Shen Yingsi shook his head, and Wen Li continued excitedly, "She said my life is in my own hands, so I'm very lucky! You know what? I've always felt that I'm extremely unlucky, that I was born into the most unlucky family in the world, and that no one likes me except my mother."

"But I thought about it all night yesterday and I realized that the old lady had a point. Compared to those who die from illness, are wronged, or die in accidents, I'm much luckier."

"Yes, very lucky." Shen Yingsi's voice came from under the mask.

Wen Li was even happier after being recognized: "Most people in this world are not in control of their own lives. That old lady, with white hair, sent off her black-haired son. She was so old, yet she still had to go out and do business. She even taught me. She was truly the best old lady in the world! And Aunt Song, she has been searching for a heartless man for twenty years. She may never find him in this lifetime, but she is very kind. Every time Wen Mingzhu and I quarrel, she stands by my side."

Wen Li kept muttering to herself, and Shen Yingsi listened attentively, occasionally replying to her.

Wen Li felt particularly relieved. In the past, whenever she opened her mouth, someone would retort to her. Although she would curse back, she would get annoyed after a while.

As for Shen Yannan, he was even more pitiful than her. He hardly spoke when he was little, and she would nag him all the time, but he never said a word. He only got better when he grew up.

"Oh, that's it. She's already put it on the table. I thought we'd be here early."

Wen Li spotted the old lady from yesterday from afar. She wasn't wearing a veil, and her clothes were different from yesterday's, but Wen Li recognized her at a glance.

The old woman's hair was completely white, her back was bent at almost a 90-degree angle, wrinkles covered her entire face, and she only had a few usable teeth.

The old woman rubbed her lower back as she arranged the chair, sighing, "What bad luck, what bad luck! I'm so old and toothless, but I still have to work. I might as well just die."

"What a miserable life! Why can't I just die!"

As she spoke, the old lady slammed the chair down, and it crashed to the ground and fell over.

A long, slender, fair hand placed the chair down. The old lady looked up and saw a very tall young man with an outstanding demeanor, and a familiar-looking girl standing next to him.

Before she could even ask any questions, the girl spoke first: "You're lucky, you might even live to be two hundred years old."

"It's you, that temperamental little girl!"

"Of course, I said I'd bring people to eat wontons here. But this guy is even more aggressive than me! My name is Ali, and this is Xianzhi."

"Young lady, don't talk nonsense. This young man seems to have a good personality."

"Hello grandma."

Shen Yingsi had a gentle voice and a tall, slender figure. After greeting everyone, Shen Yingsi readily began to help set out the tables and chairs.

The old lady looked left and right, liking it more and more. Then she turned her head and saw that the little girl was already throwing wontons into the pot by herself.

"Oh dear, my little darling, don't just throw those wontons in! We can't eat too many, and they'll get cold!"

As she spoke, the old lady stepped forward and patted Wen Li's mischievous hand.

"Oh! Grandma, you hit too hard! I was just trying to help you!"

Hearing the commotion, Shen Yingsi stopped what he was doing, frowned, and looked at the old woman.

Even from a distance, the old woman inexplicably felt a chill down her spine.

Okay, now she could see that the boy was indeed very aggressive.

"Get out of here and sit down. I'll make you a few more so you can really taste my cooking."

Wen Li asked in confusion, "Why are you re-wrapping them? There are so many here."

The old lady looked around and thankfully it was early and there weren't many people on the road.

The old lady said softly, "Look at the difference between the two wontons I'm wrapping."

She spread the dough in her palm, dipped some minced meat in her chopsticks, and wrapped the wonton.

"this!"

"Shh, you have to be smart in business, otherwise how can I make a profit if I charge ten coins for a big bowl?"

That's too cunning; no wonder the wontons she eats outside don't taste good.

"Look carefully, this is wrapped by Grandma for you, it's free!"

This time, the old lady was surprisingly generous, replacing the chopsticks with a spoon and wrapping the wontons until they were plump.

Wen Li was deeply moved: "Grandma, you can't really be my long-lost grandmother, can you?"

"Get out of here, you smooth talker."

The old lady said that, but her empty row of teeth was all showing.