The young man walked slowly into the office. On his arms exposed outside his clothes were large tattoos. The patterns were ferocious and fierce, but all the hostility was suppressed by the young man's calm and indifferent eyes.

Xiao stood in front of the desk, raised his calm eyes and looked at the man sitting behind the desk, and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

The warden paused while drinking his tea and couldn't help but look at the boy in front of him with a bit of confusion.

No, these days when prisoners are summoned by the warden for a talk, they just say "something's up"?

Is this a good way to admit your mistakes?!

Leosli suppressed his speechlessness and raised his hand towards the small stool beside him. "Sit down and chat. After all, it is my duty to care about the condition of every prisoner."

Xiao glanced at the man in front of him, turned around and sat on the chair, his legs crossed, his back leaning against the chair, his chin slightly raised. Although not arrogant, he was very calm, without any uneasiness of being in prison.

Leosli was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes to glance at the information spread out in front of him and asked, "When did you and your brother live together?"

elf:……

Who is the elder brother?!

"That's my younger brother." Xiao lowered his eyes and spoke calmly, "When he was five or six years old, my...father...father brought him back and asked me to teach him martial arts."

I'm not lying, Su Ming was brought to him when he was five or six years old when he was still Su Huan.

As the Golden Roc General under the Emperor, he naturally has the obligation and the right to teach the Emperor's disciples.

The Emperor is like a father, a teacher and a monarch to him, so there is nothing wrong with saying that Su Ming is his younger brother.

"Oh." Leosley nodded after a long pause, holding the teacup and placing it on the coaster, and then asked out of curiosity, "Then...what about his mother? You've seen her, right?"

"I have." Xiao remained calm, not thinking that this was a lie at all. "She took Ah Huan away from our home a few years ago, but she didn't take care of things, and Ah Huan couldn't make a living, so she came back to find us."

He was not lying, he had indeed met the Queen of the Kingdom of Winter.

The Queen did take Su Ming away a few years ago, but Su Ming came back on his own later.

"Ah, this... The relationship between the two parents of the reconstituted family seems to be a little turbulent..." Leosli sighed, turning the ring on his finger, seeming to be very emotional.

"Yeah." Xiao said coldly, and asked: "Any more questions?"

"Of course, I'm very curious about the relationship between these two parents. What kind of conflict would lead to you two brothers fighting in the streets of Fontaine?" Leosli smiled, appearing nonchalant and just chatting.

elf:……

Xiao was silent for a moment, without the slightest hesitation, "The two of them have similar family power, but they are barely on opposite sides. Despite the opposition, they do have some private communication."

It's appropriate. The two countries and two gods of Liyue and Zhidong are indeed of equal power. As for the opposition... the Fatui are causing trouble in Liyue, so why aren't they in opposition?

Private communication would be even simpler, otherwise why would the Emperor send Su Ming to Zhidong Kingdom?

"Oh, so that's how it is. You look like a very wealthy family..." Leosli muttered. After looking at the identical statement in the information, he asked again in confusion, "Then why are you so poor? I heard that Ah Huan...works everywhere to earn money to buy snacks for you."

elf:……

Xiao's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Leosli expressionlessly, "My... my father is good at spending money, and that parent... is also good at spending money, but I don't know how to make money."

The Emperor has been using Su Ming's card until now, as well as the Queen of the Winter Kingdom... The Fatui's spending is almost the same as the Queen's spending, so it's true that he, a demon-conquering sage, doesn't know how to make money!

"Oh." Leosley nodded, thinking, "It looks like it's indeed a spendthrift father, a careless mother, a violent brother, and a broken boy..."

Xiao raised his eyes, "I'm not violent."

"Non-violent people won't appear here." Leosli smiled with his eyes curved, and said to the boy in front of him with a smile, "Okay, our conversation is over. You can take the snack back and share it with your brother. I asked someone to buy it from the sea."

Xiao glanced at the small cake on the table, stood up and said coldly, "No need."

Having said that, Xiao turned and walked away, his back looking thin but neat and tidy.

Humph, he still has to go back to eat the almond tofu that Su Ming hid for him!

Looking at the boy's back, the confusion in Leosli's eyes spread across his entire face.

He leaned his head on the table, feeling that something was wrong.

These two brothers gave him a sense of instability and danger, but...

The resume was very reasonable. Even if the presiding judge, Villette, was asked to forge it, he might not be able to do it so perfectly. No mistakes were found during the conversation.

Are there really such unreliable parents? !

"So how did that little kid named A Huan get broken?" Sigwen came out from the side and looked at Leosli in confusion. "Did he mean his heart was broken?"

"Maybe, it's impossible that the person is torn apart..." Leosli sighed softly, leaning against the back of the chair and slumping, with his long legs stretched out against the desk.

He thought about it and could only say, "Let's wait and see, but hasn't this boy named A Xiao been to the work area these days?"

"I went there and finished the work within the mission." Sigwen recalled and confirmed: "I spent the rest of my free time boxing to make money."

Leosley:…

That's pretty violent indeed.

……

Prison area.

Xiao walked quickly into the dormitory and found a bowl of almond tofu topped with osmanthus honey on the table. There was a black-haired boy squatting in the corner, fiddling with something.

"What are you doing?" Xiao held the plate and the spoon, took two bites, turned around and asked in confusion, "Prison break?"

One is a god and the other is a yaksha. Do they need to dig through the wall to escape from prison?

Besides, the cells here are all made of metal. Can one grind an iron rod into a needle by human power?

"I'm penniless and I'm doing my job. I plan to make some money so that I can live a better life in Melo Petersburg." Su Ming stood up, shook the cloth in his hand, and looked at Xiao expectantly, "What do you think?"

Xiao silently looked at the words written on the cloth. After a while, he moved his gaze to Su Ming's face, and hesitated to speak, "Isn't your main job a businessman?"

"Yes." Su Ming nodded calmly and patted the cloth in his hand. "Businessmen do whatever can make money. Besides, this is what my teacher taught me. I can't forget my roots."

elf:……

Xiao took another bite of almond tofu, and after swallowing it, he said dryly: "Then you should forget about this book."

The tattered cloth was covered with holes caused by insects and would fall apart if torn, but there were powerful words written in Liyue script on it.

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