The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 377 - 376: Slapping Someone in Public

Chapter 377: Chapter 376: Slapping Someone in Public

Old Man Yuan huffed discontentedly, "You alone are as good as the entire Alchemist Association. If that’s not freakish, what is? If I could awaken such a special ability, I’d wake up laughing from my dreams."

"It’s said that the probability of awakening an S-rank special ability is 0.0015%. You’ve probably got another seventy or eighty years to live, so there’s still a chance."

"Must you insult me, or will you die if you don’t?" Old Man Yuan puffed out his whiskers and glared. "Once a teacher, always a father figure, get it? Since when is it alright to show no respect for your teacher like you do?"

Qu Tong teased, "You’re about to become someone’s master soon."

"Wasn’t it you who said I could take on disciples?" Old Man Yuan chuckled sheepishly, then quickly added with a firm look, "Even if I do have new disciples, girl, you are still unique in your own way."

These words were no lie; back then, his brazen persistence to teach Qu Tong potion-making was partly due to his own selfish motives.

He had his eye on Qu Tong’s "talent" and wanted to use her hands to fulfill his own unachieved ambitions.

But his selfishness didn’t conflict with his sincerity.

He just hadn’t expected to realize his goals in such a manner, nor had he anticipated that he would once again get to personally mix elixirs and reach new heights.

Qu Tong was only joking and didn’t really take it to heart.

The two quickly immersed themselves in potion-making.

Since Miss Ali’s God of Wealth Temple listed special-grade potions in the first month, no special-grade potions were released during the second month.

But in the third month, specifically at the end of the second month, two special-grade potions went on sale, and the high-grade Spirit Power Stabilizing Potions continued to increase by ten.

The internet exploded instantly:

[OMG! Has Miss Ali changed her ways? Finally, she’s not releasing potions at midnight.]

[What’s the special occasion today? Miss Ali’s store actually updated two whole days early.]

[Are you living under a rock? Tonight is the Lan Family’s charity dinner.]

[No wonder! This is going head-to-head with the Alchemist Association.]

[Old Yuan: Bring it on! I’m not scared. Haven’t I become a Potion Grandmaster too?]

[This time there are actually two special-grade potions, but it’s of no concern to me, I’ll just try for the high-grade Spirit Power Stabilizing Potion.]

[Haven’t you guys noticed that the Alchemist Association with all its pharmacists still can’t beat Old Yuan and Jun Li?]

[Yeah, the number of potions Miss Ali’s store is listing is increasing. It’s almost catching up with the Alchemist Association’s inventory.]

[I heard composing potions requires spiritual power. Miss Ali is an SSS-rank psychic, and Old Lan is just S-rank. It’s not surprising that she can make more potions.]

[I wonder what those who got blacklisted at the start are thinking now.]

[Don’t ask. Asking means slapping my thighs until they’re black and blue. Luckily, I can still use my mom and dad’s accounts, [clever].jpg]

[Hahaha, luckily I’ve always been a loyal supporter of Miss Ali’s store. I snagged another potion this time—so happy ing!]

[I love this kind of business warfare. Bring on the storm!]

Many were enjoying the spectacle online, cheering and completely overshadowing the Alchemist Association’s charity dinner which they had prepared for with great effort over half a month.

Fei Wenxing learned that Qu Tong was going to attend the Lan Family’s dinner that evening and was shocked.

"You’re actually going? Aren’t you worried about being kidnapped in a sack?"

"How is this any different from slapping their faces in public? Who doesn’t know you’re in cahoots with Old Yuan and Jun Li?"

Taking her time, Qu Tong casually converted the unused points from her Virtual Pod, "What’s there to fear? I’ve got His Excellency the War God with me."

"Fine! You’re bold, but I’m not daring enough to join the hubbub for fear I might laugh too loudly," said Fei Wenxing with a cowardly tone.

Of course, Qu Tong didn’t recommend them going. Now that the Lan Family saw her as an enemy, who knew if they, in desperation, might lash out at them too.

Qu Tong finished her morning classes and returned home early to prepare.

Although the Empress had prepared all her clothes early on, she still needed Qianqian to help her get dressed for a while.

As Si Yuting waited outside, he inadvertently noticed a large transaction from their shared account.

He thought, had the money he had transferred to Ali not been enough?

When opened, the time stamp was from a few days ago, roughly more than ten million, with both exact and rounded figures, clearly indicating that Miss Ali’s own account was running low on funds, so the rest was deducted from their shared account.

The purpose was a personal transfer.

"Creak—"

The dressing room door opened, and Qu Tong stepped out.

"Does it look good?"

Si Yuting withdrew from the Light Brain interface and looked up.

This time, Qu Tong had chosen a simple yet sexy strapless evening gown, adorned with hand-embroidered flowers atop the dress, displaying a blue and white color scheme.

The purple pearl on the chest hadn’t been replaced, only complemented with a set of crystal necklaces, with the pearl perfectly centered, enhancing its charm.

The diamond-embellished silver high heels were dignified and elegant, with white pearl strands wrapped delicately around her slender ankles, dangling tassels unevenly.

Qu Tong turned in a circle, and the hem of her dress fluttered like waves.

It made Qu Tong look stunningly beautiful.

"It looks good."

Si Yuting never resorted to fancy flattery, but the two simplest words seemed to carry genuine praise.

Because if it didn’t look good, he would say so directly.

Just like last time, when she wore a very low-cut, form-fitting dress, Si Yuting straightforwardly commented, "It looks good, but there’s too much exposure at the chest and back, and I’d rather you not wear it out, but if you want to, layer it with a shawl."

Then, Si Yuting personally went to the dressing room to find her a shawl in the same color palette.

"Then, let’s go." Since there was nothing amiss, Qu Tong didn’t dwell on it.

The Alchemist Association’s banquet wasn’t worth her dressing up too much, especially since the Empress had prepared very pretty clothes and accessories for her.

Si Yuting skillfully took Qu Tong’s hand that she extended and helped her into the hovering car.

The charity banquet was crowded, not suited for large flying vehicles to dock, so the hovering car was much more convenient.

When Lan Xingye and his people received her, despite grinding his teeth in frustration, he maintained a polite smile on his face.

But Qu Tong paid him no attention and instead nodded in a different direction.

Following Qu Tong’s gaze, Si Yuting saw Lin Mo turning to enter the inner field.

Glancing at the mischief in Qu Tong’s eyes, the little fox was up to her tricks again.

Before the official start of the charity auction, the Lan Family arranged for a beast-fighting event for the attendees’ amusement, and those interested could move to the Beast Fighting Arena.

In the middle of the event, Si Yuting received a communication from Gong Yun, but he didn’t respond immediately and instead looked at Qu Tong.

Qu Tong chuckled, "Go ahead and answer it. I’m not a child who needs a guardian watching over me, am I?"

Si Yuting pursed his lips, knowing Qu Tong’s strength, still felt a bit worried. He called over Xuan Ping, and instructed, "Don’t wander off."

Qu Tong stuck out her tongue playfully.

Affectionately adjusting Qu Tong’s headpiece, Si Yuting left to find a quiet place to take the call.

No sooner had Si Yuting left than a person resembling a guard came looking for her, saying that "His Majesty requests your presence."

From across the stands, Qu Tong indeed saw Si Xian looking in her direction.

It seemed she couldn’t refuse.

The area was still within the Beast Fighting Arena, so it probably didn’t count as wandering off.

"Should I let the Grand Marshal know?" Xuan Ping asked quietly.

"No need." Qu Tong gestured dismissively.

She couldn’t bother Si Yuting with everything, especially since he obviously had matters to attend to.

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