Bai Xuanmo originally didn’t want to pay any attention to Ke Shouwang.
But since his sister Zhi’er spoke up, he decided to show off for the little fellow.
And let her know, that as her elder brother, he’s so much better than the other brothers!
Bai Xuanmo ordered the servant to bring paper and pen, and quickly drafted a contract.
He handed it to Ke Shouwang: "Sign it or leave your fingerprint, your choice."
Ke Shouwang suspiciously stared at him, "What’s this?"
"A death contract, so if you die from the poison I used, I won’t be held responsible for your life." Bai Xuanmo said impatiently.
Just at that moment, Zhi’er cracked open a melon seed.
With a crisp "crack", accompanied by the little fellow’s exclamation.
"Brother, you’re so handsome and responsible!"
Bai Xuanmo secretly pressed his lips, outlining a mischievous smile.
He raised his brows and urged Ke Shouwang, "Hurry up, the sooner you reincarnate, maybe you can still return for revenge while I’m alive."
These words were quite arrogant.
Ke Shouwang, unable to contain his anger, slammed the table and cursed, "Don’t be so smug! This time I won’t listen to you, lest you trick me, I’ve come prepared."
As his words fell, a servant from the Ke Family carried a redwood tray over.
On it were two small, round, chubby white porcelain jars, each the size of a palm.
The servant walked up to Bai Xuanmo, uncovered both lids, and Bai Xuanmo just glanced at them, frowning immediately.
Hearing his words, Ke Shouwang jumped three feet high in anger.
"What maggots, Eldest Heir is supposedly a poison expert, yet doesn’t recognize a poisonous insect?"
Ke Shouwang said, feigning ruthlessness as he chuckled.
"These two poisonous insects, I’ve carefully nurtured for five years. One male, one female. The male insect is non-aggressive and non-poisonous, but the female is different—"
He chuckled, "Once inside the stomach, it digs into organs for blood ceaselessly, the end result, either death or disability."
"And my challenge method is that we close our eyes and have someone shuffle the two jars back and forth, and finally we each choose one to swallow."
"One round decides life or death, Eldest Heir, do you dare?!"
Bai Xuanmo listened, his narrow eyes flickering with disdain.
"So disgusting, I don’t eat maggots."
Ke Shouwang’s round face turned purple-red with anger: "I already said they’re not maggots, they just look a bit ugly!"
Beside him, a servant tugged on his sleeve, trying to calm Ke Shouwang down: "If you don’t dare, just say you don’t. I’ve lost to the Eldest Heir sixty-three times and still haven’t given up."
"Is the Eldest Heir afraid to even try?"
Zhi’er blinked her big eyes and started eating peanuts again, her little mouth pink and cute.
She really wanted to remind Ke Shouwang.
Losing sixty-three times, maybe it’s because he really can’t do it!
Well, but the spirit of never giving up is worth supporting!
Bai Xuanmo glanced sideways, seeing his sister, the little fellow, eating and blinking her bright big eyes.
As if she was just waiting to watch a show.
He felt both helpless and amused.
Bai Xuanmo walked over, "Sister, do you want your brother to compete?"
Zhi’er nodded repeatedly, "I do!"
Bai Xuanmo chuckled, his voice deep and pleasant, "Little Ball really has no heart, not caring about brother’s life or death at all."
"Don’t worry, brother, you’ll live long, you’re so fierce. There’s a saying, how does it go... um, fierce people live a thousand years?"
Ke Shouwang couldn’t help but correct Zhi’er, "It’s bad people."
The little fellow waved her hand, "Same thing! Brother will definitely live to be a hundred!"
Bai Xuanmo’s dark eyes grew more and more somber, even his bright smile becoming deep.
He turned to Ke Shouwang, "I’m in a bad mood, and I can’t bear to lose my temper with Little Ball, so I’ll take it out on you."