"Young Master Meng is truly straightforward!" Meng Haizhou raised his thumb and praised: "Truly worthy of the Jun Family's Third Young Master, possessing a spirit that pierces the heavens, reflecting the very demeanor of Old Master Jun back in the day!" This statement, while seemingly praise, carried heavy undertones of sarcasm, though the original Jun Mo Xie might not have recognized the sting! As he spoke, Meng Haizhou glanced sideways at Tang Yuan: "We just had a little dice game with Young Master Tang, and he couldn't hold up. How about we settle this with another round of dice?

Does the Third Young Master have the courage?" Tang Yuan immediately flushed crimson, let out a few snorts, but remained silent. [ ] "Dice?" Jun Xie murmured: "Betting on that? Do you think this young master would be afraid of you lot?" Internally, he sighed again: Another provocation!

If it were the original Jun Mo Xie, it would be no surprise if he was led around by the nose! "Count me in!" Dugu Xiao Yi chimed in enthusiastically. Meng Haizhou instantly felt a headache like a giant bucket.

"Someone, quickly bring tea for our esteemed guests!" Li Feng hurriedly called out. Several cups of tea were soon brought, one placed before each person. Tang Yuan lifted his cup and drained it in one gulp.

Wiping his mouth, he said: "Third Young Master, my whole hope rests on you. You must avenge my humiliation!" Jun Xie let out a wild, arrogant laugh, picking up his teacup, yet his peripheral vision swiftly swept over everyone's faces. In that instant, Jun Xie distinctly felt a flicker of joy from both Li Feng and Meng Haizhou; he couldn't help but feel suspicious, lowering his gaze to examine the tea, bringing it close to his lips to sniff: "This poor quality swill is what you use to entertain people?

The standard is simply too low." He slammed the cup heavily onto the table. Jun Xie had smelled it immediately—the tea carried an extremely strong scent of the Hallucinogenic Grass. This peculiar odor was somewhat similar to opium, and he surmised its effects might be comparable; drinking it might not cause great physical harm, but it was likely to affect one's consciousness.

Looking again at Meng Haizhou, whose garment colors were vibrant but the patterns somewhat chaotic, giving off a strange vibe at first glance, and then noticing a scent emanating from him that, when mixed with the fragrance of the Hallucinogenic Grass, immediately unsettled the senses. It seemed the tea, the clothing, and the scent—all were problematic! And they were linked one after the other.

It appeared that behind these individuals was an exceptionally powerful Apothecary! No wonder Tang Yuan had lost everything, even staking his wife earlier—that was the reason! He then looked at Dugu Xiao Yi, whose tea was perfectly clear, showing no abnormalities; obviously, no drug had been added.

After all, the Dugu Family was not one they dared to offend. "Hurry up and change the Third Young Master's tea!" Li Feng urged without betraying any emotion. Seeing Jun Xie hadn't drunk it, he immediately devised another scheme.

"Forget it, why bother with such fuss. We're here to gamble, not to drink tea. If I wanted tea, I wouldn't have come here." Jun Xie said languidly: "I'll take this cup; no need to change it." He tilted his head back and finished it in one draught.

"Come on, let's start quickly. I can't wait any longer." Li Feng, Meng Haizhou, and the others all showed pleased expressions: "We shall abide by the Third Young Master's wishes." With that, they commanded servants to lead the way. The group filed into a vast, empty hall.

Inside, aside from a large stone table and dozens of chairs, there was nothing else. Along the way, they hadn't seen a single other person! It seemed that to deal with Jun Mo Xie today, this place had temporarily closed business...

While walking, Jun Xie suddenly tilted his head back and sneezed loudly, spraying it all over Tang Yuan, complete with mucus and saliva, instantly soaking a patch of his robe. Tang Yuan yelped and frantically began wiping himself down. Jun Xie rubbed his nose, spat out a gob of saliva, and muttered to himself: "Strange, why do I suddenly feel dizzy and the urge to sneeze?" Li Feng and Meng Haizhou exchanged glances, both looking overjoyed: The drug effect was starting to take hold, hahaha!

* In the Grand Tutor's residence, Grand Tutor Li Shang leaned against the couch with his eyes half-closed, leisurely listening to the melodious, enchanting song of the courtesan before the curtain. He smiled and asked: "Why entrust this matter to those useless things, Li Feng and Li Zhen? If they truly botch it, wouldn't we miss a grand opportunity?

That Jun family brat is nothing to fear, but the old devil behind him, Old Master Jun, is incredibly difficult to provoke. If he finds out, although we don't fear him, it will certainly cause trouble!" His words seemed tinged with blame, yet his tone was remarkably relaxed. Though it was a question, his demeanor suggested complete confidence and assurance in the person opposite him.

Across from him sat a handsome, refined young man dressed in light silks and white robes—ruby lips, white teeth, clear features, tall and graceful; a paragon of exquisite elegance in this chaotic world. He sat as still as a mountain, every movement unhurried, exuding an air of noble grace. Hearing the question, he gave a slight smile and replied with an even tone: "Grandfather has always been so cautious; your grandson admires that.

However, that Jun Mo Xie is nothing more than a thorough-going wastrel. Deploying heavyweight figures to deal with such a person would be overestimating him. Even if one scheme fails, given his nature, we will inevitably have many more chances; there is simply no need to treat him with excessive importance.

Furthermore, if higher-caliber individuals mix with such low-class dandies, it would only appear incongruous and make it easier to expose our tracks, thus jeopardizing the major objective." "Although Jun Mo Xie is a rake, he is also excessively proud. If we sent sophisticated and cunning minds against him, it would only lead to counterproductive results." He raised an elegant brow, a trace of mockery playing on his lips: "Li Feng and Li Zhen, despite their poor character, actually share the same vulgar tastes as Jun Mo Xie; this demonstrates that everyone has their use! Using a wastrel to deal with a wastrel, especially a brainless one like Jun Mo Xie, with those two leading the charge, might actually yield unexpectedly excellent results.

If we deployed our core strength against someone like Jun Mo Xie, he likely wouldn't take us seriously, let alone..." He chuckled softly, leaving the rest unsaid, but everyone understood perfectly: Why use an ox-slayer's knife to kill a chicken? Experts should deal with experts! Fine steel must certainly be used where it matters most!

Asking a supreme master to deal with an unarmed commoner would not only make them feel the task was easy, but also deeply insulted! Playing 'Yang Chun Bai Xue' (Highbrow Music) for a butcher would leave the musician deeply frustrated; and the butcher himself would feel like sitting on pins and needles, or perhaps just drift off to sleep. "That is true!" Li Shang looked at his eldest grandson, Li Youran, with appreciation, affirming his words.

He found himself more satisfied with this grandson the more he looked. Eldest Grandson Youran, as the leader of his generation within the family, displayed the bearing of a true leader in every gesture and word; truly flawless! Both in schemes and intellect, he was a choice among the best, and his cultivation of Profound Qi was even exceptionally brilliant among geniuses—at only twenty-five, he had already reached the realm of a Gold Profound Master.

Such speed was unparalleled even in the entire Tianxiang Kingdom! What was even more precious was Li Youran's exceptionally stable temperament—never arrogant or impulsive, coupled with a discreet nature, skilled at scheming and arranging everything in the shadows. Young as he was, he already exhibited the nascent form of managing grand strategies from within the tent and securing victories a thousand miles away—even his grandfather in his youth could not compare!

It was clear that for the Li family to soar, the hope of the next generation rested entirely on Li Youran! To have such a grandson was truly a source of immense pride! Li Youran’s greatest virtue was never underestimating anyone; judging matters based on the facts, and people based on who they were.

Even when evaluating someone as low-grade as Jun Mo Xie, Li Youran’s tone remained detached, utterly devoid of contempt or disdain, offering purely objective commentary. A person like this, placed anywhere, would be a prime candidate, a leader among men! "Although this plan is quite thorough, we must guard against the unexpected.

If we succeed in one go, that is naturally best!" Though he felt Jun Mo Xie absolutely could not escape this snare, after all, the plan was personally conceived by Li Youran, routed indirectly through Tang Yuan—if someone with Jun Mo Xie's foolish disposition could escape, it would be miraculous! Once Jun Mo Xie fell into the trap, Li Youran naturally had further plans to ensure he could never break free! At that point, even if the Jun Zhantian faction didn't collapse, they would inevitably fall apart due to this disappointing grandson, no longer posing any threat!

"The unexpected?" Li Youran frowned, his mind instantly running through all the plans again before firmly shaking his head: "There will be no unexpected scenario! Moreover, Meng Haizhou is watching nearby this time. While Meng Haizhou isn't a major figure, dealing with Jun Mo Xie is well within his capabilities!

Jun Mo Xie cannot escape the confines of my palm!" "What if he did escape?" Li Shang clearly treated this suggestion as a joke. "Escaped?" He pondered seriously for a moment, then finally chuckled, gazing out the door leisurely, saying with feeling: "Then, he simply wouldn't be Jun Mo Xie anymore!"