An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

"Sister Xi, your uncle can't always be with you. After all, you will have several batches of porcelain and tea to release every year!"

Jing Changjiang took advantage of the fact that the people outside were still enthusiastically discussing the methods and ranges of firearms and didn't notice them, so he seized the opportunity, gently pulled Jing Chunxi's arm, and motioned for him to follow him into the house.

He blurted out these words with an unusually soft tone and a hint of caution, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and even more so, asking for her opinion. He knew that Jing Chunxi was still young and might not understand many things, so he spoke with extreme caution, fearing that his misunderstanding would hurt her feelings.

Jing Chunxi frowned slightly when she heard her uncle's words, but soon relaxed again. She raised her head, looked at Jing Changjiang with clear eyes, and said softly, "Uncle, Xi'er knows that Dalang and I will handle this matter from now on. There is no need to trouble you again after this time." Although her tone was gentle, it was firm, as if she had already made up her mind.

Jing Changjiang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but he was still a little worried and asked tentatively, "Xijie, do you really think so? Aren't you afraid..." He wanted to say "I'm not afraid of the space being exposed," but before he could finish his words, Jing Chunxi took over. She smiled slightly, her tone calm and firm, "Xijie believes in my grandparents. Dalangge is also the most honest, steady, and considerate person. He is the most like my grandfather and uncles." She looked at Jing Changjiang with an unusually firm gaze, a hint of a smile on her lips, and continued, "This is for the Jing family, for the Daqing Kingdom, and for the people, isn't it?"

Jing Changjiang felt a warm feeling in his heart when he heard this, and he felt a sense of emotion. He had originally thought that persuading his niece would take time, and he had even prepared himself to personally contact and take action if it failed. He had never expected Jing Chunxi to understand so quickly. Perhaps in front of her trusted family, she simply didn't consider her own safety.

He nodded slightly and said, "Since Sister Xi thinks so, I am relieved. If Brother Dalang dares to act rashly or reveal anything to others, Grandfather, Grandmother, and Uncles will not let him go."

Jing Chunxi smiled and nodded, with an expression that said, "I completely believe it."

"Then Uncle called in Brother Dalang and the Prince?" Jing Changjiang still maintained a tone of inquiry. Seeing that Jing Chunxi didn't understand what he meant, he added, "Before this, Uncle didn't say a word to Brother Dalang."

Jing Chunxi believed this statement. Her uncles were not the type to act rashly, and they certainly would not act without consulting anyone else on matters involving their personal safety. She had already experienced this in her previous life.

Seeing Jing Chunxi nod in agreement, Jing Changjiang paused and said, "So, we have to give Dalang some pointers to prevent Sister Xi's actions from scaring him."

Jing Chunxi nodded, expressing his understanding. Jing Changjiang turned and walked out, saying to the people outside, "Okay, that's it for tonight."

"Sanlang, you go with Ah Hu and Ah Bao to put away the firearms first, and be careful to prevent moisture. Prince and Dalang come in, we have something to discuss." There was a hint of majesty in his words, and everyone immediately took action, and the footsteps of Sanlang and others gradually faded away.

After a while, Dalang and Xu Zize walked into the house.

Jing Changjiang looked at Dalang with a serious expression and said, "Dalang, our Jing family suffered a disaster two years ago. The person above wanted to bring the entire Jing clan to ruin." Dalang's expression became solemn when he heard this. He looked at his father and nodded. He had known about this for a long time, but still didn't quite understand why his father suddenly brought it up at this time.

Jing Changjiang continued, "The fact that we are still safe and sound and have been able to accomplish so many things in King Yan's territory is all thanks to your cousin Xi, who received guidance from a master and possessed divine good fortune."

Dalang could understand the "expert guidance." He knew that when he was exiled, his aunt had learned about the palace news in advance and informed the Jing family, which later led to the divorce. He knew that his aunt's family played a big role in the matter, so the information must have been obtained through the guidance of an expert.

But what about "divine creation"? Coming from his father, the eldest son of a military family who didn't believe in ghosts and gods—a great general—this statement was incredibly out of place, even strange enough that those who didn't know him might think he was possessed.

Jing Changjiang added, "Don't be afraid or surprised by whatever Cousin Xi does later."

Dalang frowned and looked at his father, then at his cousin, who looked pretty and normal, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He looked at Xu Zize again and saw that the prince also nodded at him very firmly. He took a deep breath, with a look of determination, and said loudly, "What am I afraid of! Father underestimates his son."

Seeing that the time was almost right, Jing Changjiang nodded, signaling Jing Chunxi that he could begin. He also pointed his finger at the teapot and teacup on the table.

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

Unexpectedly, Jing Chunxi didn't follow his idea, thinking it was still too slow. She raised her hand, and without warning, four people entered the space at the same time. Jing Changjiang and Xu Zize were also caught off guard and stumbled when they landed in the space.

"what!"

Only Dalang screamed loudly, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Fortunately, when he shouted, he was already in the space, otherwise he would have attracted Sanlang and the others who had not gone far.