Chapter 6498 If She's a Flower Fool

The little Thunderflame Warrior was at a loss. He wanted to just brush it off, but Luo Bi was watching closely.

Then, Wei Niao brought out thirty millet rats and put them together with twenty others. She frowned and said, "Luo Bi, talented people all expect high-level, strong-gene Thunderflame Warriors to treat them differently. What's wrong with you?!"

If Jiang Yuanqing were to strike up a conversation with her, she would definitely be so excited that she wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

"Don't talk to me." We're not on the same page, so Luo Bi waved her hand to the side: "Go away. It's fine if he strikes up a conversation, he's just trying to get information out of me. What if I take it seriously? He's playing me."

To put it more seriously, what if she has a falling out with Feng Ling?

Damn it, just thinking about it makes me angry. How dare they ruin her peaceful little life.

Wei Niao couldn't connect with Luo Bi at all and stopped talking. Roger thought he should remind the familiar Thunderflame Warriors not to flaunt their peacock-like behavior with Luo Bi, or they might dig up your house.

Guan Zhuting pulled Luo Bi aside: "You child, so many talented people are hoping to get close to such a high-level, strong-gene Thunderflame Warrior. What are you thinking!"

Luo Bi glared at her, the sycophant said, "Don't pay any attention to me."

If she were a lovesick fool and fell for Jiang Yuanqing after a flirtation, and then turned around and caused trouble for Feng Ling, the consequences would be unimaginable. If she even dared to have any thoughts of sabotage, damn it, she'd wipe them all out.

This is a real headache; Roger and Wei Kuang were speechless.

However, Roger still supported Robbie's decision. He offered some verbal advice but it was just for show. Since Robbie couldn't stay up late, Roger took care of everything and made arrangements for her, so Robbie went to sleep.

Anyway, it's not easy to fool her. The next day, when Jiang Yuanqing's courtyard didn't collapse, Luo Bi went to settle accounts with Luo Jie.

As night fell, Jiang Yuanqing's courtyard quieted down. Roger directed the children to move bamboo baskets and throw the millet rats into Jiang Yuanqing's courtyard. Afterward, Roger and Wei Kun moved a small table to the hill outside the courtyard gate and drank tea.

After waiting for a long time, not a single millet mouse emerged from the soil.

In the middle of the night, Roger and Wei Kun went back to rest.

The millet rats were extremely wild. They were already driven crazy by Luo Bi's attempts to raise them. If it weren't for Junjun's little hair clip on his head, these millet rats would have died of anger. Now that they had soil, they were really going to dig and dig.

The next day, Jiang Yuanqing's house was in an uproar. The yard had been dug up and collapsed, even more dilapidated than Lan Rui's yard. You could have planted vegetables right there by watering it. The mercenary group was gritting their teeth and catching millet rats.

Without the small crystals, the millet rats could no longer set up their formations and were captured one by one.

Jiang Yuanqing was furious and called Roger over. Roger looked at the pile of dirt all over the yard and clicked his tongue. When he got to the living room, well, don't even sit down, the area around the sofa has become a field of crops.

Jiang Yuanqing sat down, not even bothering to greet Roger, and immediately began to interrogate him: "Roger, what's wrong with you? Look what your little rats have done to my yard. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

“That’s not right,” Roger retorted. “You can’t just claim a hamster as yours, can you? Maybe it’s a wild hamster that wandered into the safe zone. If you insist it’s yours, you’re trying to scam me.”

Jiang Yuanqing gritted his teeth, deftly tossed his head, and Tao He directed his men to move several baskets of millet rats over and place them in front of Roger so that Roger could widen his eyes and see clearly whether they belonged to his family.

“You’ve got a little bun and hair clips.” Jiang Yuanqing roared, “You’re telling me this isn’t yours? Roger, you have to give me an explanation today.”

Roger looked at it carefully, then vehemently denied it: "Even with the little pigtails, it's not my family's." (End of Chapter)