The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 330 - 329 Old Yuan’s Warning

Chapter 330: Chapter 329 Old Yuan’s Warning

She was wrong!

Her so-called cheap husband wasn’t cheap at all.

Very expensive!

Super expensive!

Super incredibly expensive!

Qu Wanwan and Qu Jianwen must have had their heads squeezed by a door.

With so much money, who cares if he has a Fertility Value.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to live a carefree and happy life all by herself? Why insist on giving birth to a little ancestor to prove she can have kids?

Uncomprehending.

Qu Tong’s inner self felt as shaken as a 200-pound fatty, but when she spoke, her tone was cool and detached, "Uncle Chi, what’s my total asset value now?"

Butler Chi glanced over at his lady master.

Truly worthy of the person His Excellency the God of War and the Empress Dowager have taken a fancy to.

Worldly!

Big vision!

Regarding money as if it were mere dirt!

Not even a hint of excitement in her voice.

Little did they know that right now, Qu Tong felt as if she were floating on air.

Butler Chi put away the Light Brain and said respectfully, "I apologize, Madam, I am only responsible for managing His Excellency’s assets, and cannot calculate the current total liquidation value of your assets."

"However, Madam, you can summon the Royal Accountant team to tally up the total sum of your assets."

Qu Tong nodded thoughtfully.

Butler Chi drove her around in the hover car to tour the scenic-like back hill of the estate.

When Qu Tong saw a vast expanse of black soil, her first thought wasn’t to plant Energy Plants, but to cover the whole plain with flowers, which would be even more beautiful.

And what a waste it was to use such a big lake just for swimming. It wouldn’t be a problem to raise a few whales, if they could live in fresh water.

After an hour of touring the exterior, Butler Chi then took Qu Tong to see the rooms.

Yuelan Bay was not small, but after seeing the scope of Stia Manor, it did truly seem like a little witch in the presence of a great sorcerer.

Yuelan Bay could already be classified as a luxury home, yet it felt more alive and habitable.

Stia Manor, on the other hand, was better suited for organizing banquets, meeting friends, relaxing on weekends, with a high-end aura and high consumption.

Another hour passed before Qu Tong finished touring the main rooms.

Each room was different, but each was exquisitely elegant, the epitome of luxury, fine to the point where every ornament was measured specially.

Then, under the guidance of Butler Chi, she met Stia Manor’s Chief Steward and made her presence known before all the subordinate servants.

It was only then that Qu Tong collapsed onto the soft silk bed and took out her Light Brain to send a message to Si Yuting.

Meanwhile, Si Yuting, who had just come out of Si Chen’s office and was about to head to Stia Manor, was stopped by Old Yuan with his people.

"Your Excellency the God of War, let’s talk," Old Yuan’s attitude was far from polite, even somewhat confrontational.

Si Yuting, respecting Old Yuan as a Potion Grandmaster and Ali’s mentor, politely extended his hand, "Old Yuan, please."

Old Yuan snorted coldly, at least this kid knows his place.

The two went to the West Flower Hall, and the maid who came to pour tea retreated immediately after.

"You’re aware of the girl’s identity by now, aren’t you?" Old Yuan went straight to the point.

"Beep—" A small special notification sound went off at that moment, Si Yuting’s Light Brain lit up.

Si Yuting glanced at it but didn’t reply. Instead, he nodded at Old Yuan, "I know."

Old Yuan had already firmly believed that Si Yuting must have known the girl’s identity, otherwise the negotiation with the Insect Clan wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.

But when he probed Gong Yun and the Emperor, they seemed to be unaware.

He was quite satisfied with this, at least this youngster Si Yuting knew how to keep his disciple’s secret.

Old Yuan held a cup of tea in his hand, but his gaze sharply fixed on Si Yuting, "Last time, I was certain that you couldn’t be saved from a complete mental outburst, and now you seem well, thanks to the girl’s contribution, I presume."

"Yes," Si Yuting replied without evasion or retreat.

A hint of mockery flickered in Old Yuan’s eyes, "So the girl saved your life, and you turned around to propose divorce. That really is crossing the river and tearing down the bridge."

Si Yuting was aware he was in the wrong and did not argue.

"Let me ask you, did you propose divorce and then choose to pursue the girl again because you knew of her identity as Jun Li?" Old Yuan’s not-so-large eyes stared at Si Yuting, bright and penetrating, as if he would be able to detect a lie the moment it left the other person’s mouth.

Si Yuting frowned slightly, "It’s unrelated."

Old Yuan did not completely believe him, "It better be!"

"The girl is tender-hearted and has forgiven you, but I won’t easily trust you. I know your Royal Family excels at weighing advantages and disadvantages."

He had experienced this firsthand.

"But the girl is my officially recognized direct disciple, and in the future, she will be my only precious student. With her qualifications, she could have any man she wants. Don’t think that because she has no parents, no one will support her. If anyone wants to bully her, they’ll need to check with this old man first."

"I have no great skills, just the ability to concoct some elixirs."

"If you lack the ability to protect my disciple, I know people from other empires."

The words of Old Yuan seemed light, but they carried significant weight.

What were those ’some elixirs’?

They were special-grade potions that only a Potion Grandmaster could concoct.

They were vital resources that the major empires fought over covertly and openly.

Even the Insect Clan had to bow down to these.

Three major empires, over two hundred billion people.

If the mysterious pharmacist from E12 Star weren’t Old Yuan, there would only be four in total.

The Potion Grandmaster from the Kasa Empire was famous for his Spiritual Essence Potions; he did not concoct special-grade elixirs.

Old Yuan’s words were undoubtedly meant to intimidate Si Yuting.

If Si Yuting or the Royal Family dared to slight his precious disciple for their benefit, he would not hesitate to use immigration as leverage to receive assistance from another empire.

After all, no country would refuse the addition of a rare Potion Grandmaster.

Though the girl’s identity was also important, she wanted to keep it hidden, so he had to be the one to take action.

Despite being clever, the girl wore her heart on her sleeve—a trait Old Yuan had noticed long ago.

This was both a blessing and a curse.

So he had to look out for her himself, to keep her from running away from home with tears again.

Although he hadn’t been with the girl for too long and she often tricked him, she was so endearing that he truly treated her as his own direct disciple.

It wasn’t his place to interfere with his clever girl being bewitched by a man’s looks and reconciling with that youngster, Si Yuting, but he couldn’t help but scold this ungrateful brat.

Indeed, in Old Yuan’s eyes, his disciple must have been enticed by Si Yuting’s good looks and physique.

"Ali is my wife, and I will of course protect her well," Si Yuting responded not upset by Old Yuan’s threats, but taking him seriously, as if he were an elder of Qu Tong’s.

"The things of past years were out of necessity; I thank you for your understanding, Old Yuan," Si Yuting said as he stood up and gave Old Yuan a military salute.

He understood a bit about the incident from the past and knew that although Old Yuan was willing to work with them again, he still harbored some resentment.

Old Yuan turned his head away, not paying attention to Si Yuting’s words, only saying, "I hope His Excellency the God of War’s words are as good as gold."

With that, he drained the tea in his cup in one gulp, flicked his ash-white sleeve, and walked towards the hall exit.

Si Yuting stood up and followed quickly, "Regarding the teaching position at the First Military Academy, I hope you would reconsider, Old Yuan. The terms are negotiable."