A glint appeared in Liu Lanhua's eyes. 'Zhao Nuanyue is sharp, but her foolish brother isn't. And then there's that one- or two-year-old toddler—she's a burden, too.
If I deal with those two, I can make Zhao Nuanyue suffer a fate worse than death, heartbroken and in despair. That would be a truly satisfying form of revenge.'
Now that she had a plan, Liu Lanhua's spirits lifted, and she gradually started to feel better.
Naturally, Zhao Nuanyue didn't let down her guard against Liu Lanhua and Wang Cuihua. Every day, she would remind Zhao Nuan Yang and the Little Red Carp to be careful.
Zhao Nuan Yang could now paint inside the Space, so he no longer had to sneak off to the mountain cave. Aside from working with everyone else, he almost never left the Dragon King Temple, so he was very safe.
