818: C818 Manor Revelry

C818 Manor Revelry

"Take good care of the child!" Addie reluctantly said as he looked at the child.

"I will. Take care of yourself." Zhang Ya gently picked up the sleeping child and walked outside.

"Zhang Ya, can you not leave?" Addie finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and he tumbled from the bed without caring about the pain.

Watching Zoya and her child leave, Addie felt as if he had nothing, and the whole world had collapsed.

"I want to take my child back with me. I want to let my parents know that I'm still alive. If there's a chance, I will come back." With that, she walked out of the Mile Family Medical Center.

"I will wait here for you and the child!" Addie shouted.

Outside the medical department, Lonely Spirit found Zhang Ya.

"Madam, a nation cannot live without a king, and a family cannot live without a lord. The Bach family is now in a state of life and death, so I hope you can stay behind and assist the little patriarch.

"You are?" Zhang Ya was confused, as she had no idea what Lonely Spirit was talking about.

"I am Lonely Spirit, and Chief of Wild Ghost is my older brother." Lonely Spirit introduced himself.

Who is the Clan Master? "I'm no longer a Bach, please don't call me Madam." Zhang Ya asked, puzzled.

"Madam, the Falcon Lord Kai has already handed the Asura Spirit Serpent Order to me. He wants me to hand it over to you." Lonely Spirit carefully took out the Asura Spirit Serpent and handed it to Zhang Ya.

"This …" She didn't know what to do either.

"Lonely Spirit, you handle it. I'll leave the Bach family to you. I'll be going back with Kai in a few days." Zhang Ya said as she received the Asura Spirit Serpent Token.

"Yes, Madam," Lonely Spirit said respectfully.

"Lonely Soul, if the Miller family doesn't get rid of Addie, bring him back to the Bach family," Zhang Ya said after walking a few steps away.

"Don't worry, my lady. The Falcon Lord Kai has already forgiven Addie. I was planning to bring my brothers back to Bach's camp today, but he told us to stay for dinner." Gu Hun lowered his head and said.

"Alright, you guys go help out as well," Zhang Ya said to Gu Hun.

"It's the Lady!" Lonely Spirit and Shadow were separated, some going to the farm to move fruits and grains, some going to the warehouse to help pack.

When I handed the Asura's Spirit Snake Token to Gu Hun, Gu Hun also gave me the entire commission for the Blood Leech Mercenary Group.

I handed the blood leech to him. The blood leech didn't put on airs. It hugged me and whispered a 'thank you' in my ear.

In the evening, Auntie Lin and Liniang led the food department to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

In the Miller family garden, the brothers of the Bloodleech Mercenaries, the brothers of the falcons, the shadows, the brothers of the Miller family, and all the servants and subordinates of the Miller family were gathered together.

I appeared in the middle of the garden along with Li Yan, Wang Yao, Shangguan Lulu, Linda, Yashu, Xu Lu, and Shadowflame.

"Greetings, Patriarch!" A deafening sound came from the garden.

"We greet the ladies!"

"Greetings, Young Patriarch!"

"..."

I made a shushing gesture, and the garden quieted down, not because I was trying to keep them in check, but because the little princess had just fallen asleep.

"Brothers, thank you for your trust in the Miller family. Tonight, everyone is going to throw away everything and drink to their heart's content. We won't leave until we're drunk!" I said simply.

Seeing that they were about to shout out slogans again, I quickly stopped them. At the same time, the little princess in my embrace also cutely opened her big watery eyes.0

The blood leech wanted to drink with me again. I looked at Li Yan and gave her a glare, then said that my stomach wasn't feeling well. In the end, I could only use tea in place of wine.

Whenever I talked about drinking, I would think of my brother, the tyrant, White Marten. Seeing Xiao Ya sitting together with Zhang Ya and Xu Lu, Xiao Ya had a sorrowful look on her face.

I arranged for Biya to take close care of her, and I did not explain the death of my brother, the tyrant, White Marten, because it was no doubt rubbing salt into her wounds.

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