The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

045 Another novel scene 1

Just then, Xiao Ba, as if it had opened a floodgate, began to praise its host incessantly:

"Host, you are truly amazing! I have never met a host as capable as you before! You are simply unparalleled in history! You not only possess extraordinary wisdom, but you are also incredibly intelligent. It seems that all the problems in the world can be easily solved in front of you..."

Xiao Ba's compliments came like a barrage of bullets, making Mo Wenchen's lips twitch uncontrollably.

He felt a little helpless and speechless inside, but he kept his face calm. After all, these thoughts were hidden deep in his heart, and no one else could know what he was thinking at that moment.

"Alright, stop with the flattery, it's useless! Humph, I don't care about any of that. In my opinion, if I'm not mistaken, this incident is most likely related to the man next to me."

And allow me to make a bold guess: did that adopted daughter harbor ill intentions towards him? Or perhaps she suffered unrequited love, her desires turning to hatred, which is why she assisted that spirit in its attempt to possess this man's body?

Chu Jiuyue spoke calmly and slowly, casually recounting the possible events that might occur.

These remarks left Xiao Ba speechless, unsure how to respond, and she could only inwardly lament her predicament:

Oh my god! How can the host guess everything? Now I feel so useless!

"...Host, you are so intelligent and quick-witted, you are simply a genius! In comparison, I seem particularly useless."

Xiao Ba muttered with a hint of resentment, her mournful tone as if she had suffered a great injustice. Even Chu Jiuyue couldn't help but doubt herself, wondering if she was really as heartless as the other party claimed, and secretly rolled her eyes.

"It doesn't really matter whether you're there or not."

Chu Jiuyue calmly explained, her words like a bucket of cold water poured over Xiao Ba's heart, leaving him speechless.

"..."

My wife is really good at putting people down!

These words pierced my heart like needles, causing waves of pain and helplessness.

In those few short moments, the two of them engaged in a private conversation that was difficult for others to detect.

On the surface, Chu Jiuyue simply gazed at the bracelet quietly, seemingly captivated by its exquisite craftsmanship; however, only Mo Wenchen knew the truth—they were exchanging information about the bracelet in a special way.

[So, host, do you want this bracelet or not?]

The system's voice rang in Chu Jiuyue's mind.

"...Heh, do I even have a choice?"

Chu Jiuyue smiled bitterly to herself, her gaze slowly shifting to the old man not far away whose face was full of hope.

At this moment, she really wanted to drag the system out of some unknown corner and teach it a lesson, so that it would know what the price of gloating was.

The system seemed to keenly sense the strong dissatisfaction and grievance emanating from the host. This invisible sense of oppression made it instantly fall silent, hastily shutting its mouth and daring not to utter another word.