If it had hands right now, it could just yank that black spirit jade off that person.
It was all that d*mn lass’s fault for kicking it, an egg, inside and leaving it to live or perish on its own.
So infuriating!
Whish! The tablecloth got lifted, and a sharp gaze landed on it.
‘Wah! Master, Master, Master, I’ve been discovered!!’ The egg shrunk back in terror and tumbled straightaway to Mo Lian’s table.
Crown Prince Mo, who was speaking with his father-in-law, suddenly caught a glimpse of a round object out of the corner of his eye.
His mouth twitched involuntarily after he focused his gaze. That phoenix egg bolted over to him frantically in a human-like fashion, as if he were his brother that it hadn’t seen in 800 years…
On the other hand, Duan Yue was holding a wine cup in his hand and crossed his slender legs as he chatted with Situ Yi about his previous trip into the Mystic Beast Forest.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sensed the two young sirs from the Qin Estate shooting from the next table.
He wrinkled his brows and swept a look over in return. However, he noticed that those two people weren’t glaring at him but rather…
He followed their gazes downward and then saw a huge egg swiftly and nimbly tumbling toward Mo Lian’s feet before sneaking behind the tablecloth.
Uh, it was a very big egg.
Eldest Young Sir Qin seemed to have realized something, and his eyes brightened as he strode up to Mo Lian with a beam. “Your Highness the Crown Prince, would you please excuse me.”
“What are you doing.” Crown Prince Mo stretched out his long leg, blocking Eldest Young Sir Qin from lifting up the tablecloth.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, that egg rolled past me suspiciously just now. I suspect that it wants to steal something of mine.”
The crown prince was unable to maintain the solemn expression on his face and burst out laughing. “You’re nuts! What can an egg steal from you?”
Beside him, Duan Yue was also cracking up so hard that he had to support his forehead with his hand. “Hey, I say, Eldest Qin, have you forgotten to take your medicine before leaving the house today!”
“Hahaha.” Situ Yi couldn’t hold it in either as he doubled up in laughter.
Yet the eldest young sir gave them all a spurious smile. “Since that egg had been rolling back and forth at my feet just now, I have reason to suspect it of harboring bad intentions.”
Qiao Zhongbang twitched his mouth and hastily mediated with a smile, “Eldest Young Sir Qin, could it be that you were imagining it? Are there eggs here? There aren’t any eggs, no eggs[1]!”
Situ Yi was unable to resist laughing out loud. Why the heck did he feel that this conversation was turning so weird?
“There is an egg, and it is behind the tablecloth. Everything will be clear after we lift it up and take a look.” The eldest young sir smiled as he flicked open his folding fan with a swish and fanned himself. That spot of vermillion between his brows glimmered in the sunlight, making him look exceedingly devilish.
Before Mo Lian could stop Second Uncle Qiao, who had gotten tipsy, the latter had lifted up a large section of tablecloth.
The crowd stuck their heads closer to look underneath the table before promptly hooting with laughter, “There’s no egg, where is the egg, no egg at all!”
“Hahahaha!” Duan Yue was splitting his sides in laughter as he blinked his cold, peach-blossom eyes. He examined Eldest Young Sir Qin with twinkling eyes and chortled, “Hey, are you looking to pick a quarrel, hm?”
“Fourth Duan, I don’t believe that you don’t see it.”
“See, see what?” Qiao Zhongbang was confused. The space under this table was empty at a glance. Let alone that egg, there wasn’t even a speck of bird poop.
“Don’t see it.” Duan Yue shook his head. “Ask Xiao Mo if you don’t believe me.”
[1] In Chinese, “egg” is also a euphemism for “balls.”
