After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

Two years is enough time for a baby in swaddling clothes to grow into a three-year-old who runs around and speaks fluently.

Xie Xingran wore a pair of tiger-head shoes and a small brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns. Her delicate face was adorned with large, clear eyes, but her gaze always carried an arrogance and domineering air that was incongruous with her age.

During these two years, Liu Qingwan and her husband would send several letters and peace charms every month, saying that the battle at the front was at a stalemate and they could not return for the time being.

Xie Xingran held the amulet tightly, her lips pursed, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his heartless parents didn't give him a younger brother or sister. In addition, his maternal grandparents were both on the front lines. If his so-called younger brother or sister had also received their favor, his position in the family would have been even more precarious.

To improve her chances of winning over Liu Qingwan and her husband, Xie Xingran stopped throwing a tantrum and wrote a crooked letter in her newly learned calligraphy.

Even if Liu Qingwan and her husband aren't around, he wants them to always remember him!

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, filling the room with golden light.

The air inside the Saintess's Abode was shrouded in a light mist, filled with the aroma of sacred food.

Xie Xingran lay lazily on the pearwood table, playing with a few round and translucent spirit stones in her small hands.

The spirit stones rolled around in his palm, and he would impatiently push them aside from time to time, making a crisp clinking sound.

What would cost an ordinary person two years' worth of expenses is nothing more than a toy to him.

He swung his short legs listlessly, his big eyes half-closed, like a spoiled little prince.

No, he was always a spoiled little saint.

"Ranran, eat first."

Jiang Huaijin walked over with a plate of steaming hot shrimp dumplings. He picked up a pair of small jade chopsticks, picked up a crystal-clear shrimp dumpling, blew on it to cool it down, and then handed it to Xie Xingran's mouth.

His movements were practiced, clearly indicating he did this often, and his tone was as indulgent as ever.

Xie Xingran lifted her eyelids slightly, and her little nose twitched a couple of times.

Hmm, it's shrimp filling, which is barely to his liking.

He then slowly opened his mouth, took a small bite of the shrimp dumpling, and chewed slowly and deliberately, his pink cheeks moving gently.

"It tastes awful."

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Xie Xingran frowned and commented bluntly, "The skin is too thick, and the shrimp meat isn't bouncy enough. I'll only eat the shrimp meat inside."

He then added, "Who was this chef today? It's so awful, kick him out immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head away in disgust, not even bothering to glance at the plate of shrimp dumplings.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaijin frowned almost imperceptibly, and patiently advised, "Ranran can't be a picky eater. These shrimp dumplings contain thousand-year-old water spirit grass, which gently nourishes spiritual energy and is good for your health."

"don't want!"

Xie Xingran refused without even thinking.

He tried to back away, but ended up sliding off the chair. He scrambled back up on his hands and feet, stood on the chair, and looked up at Jiang Huaijin with haughty eyes.

Seeing that Jiang Huaijin wanted to say something more, Xie Xingran grabbed the spirit stone she was playing with on the table and threw it hard into the plate of shrimp dumplings!

"Clatter!"

A few spirit stones struck the porcelain plate with a crisp sound, and several shrimp dumplings were sent flying, rolling "glug glug" onto the clean table, no longer edible.

"Ranran!"

Jiang Huaijin's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, and a hint of anger finally appeared in his usually cold eyes. He put on a stern face, looking like he was about to teach someone a lesson.

Anyone else would probably have been terrified and burst into tears by his expression.

But who is Xie Xingran?

He was Jiang Huaijin's spoiled little tyrant for two years!

He wasn't afraid at all; instead, he stiffened his neck, puffed out his small chest, and roared back at the top of his lungs, "Why are you yelling so loudly! I can hear you!"

The voice was crisp and bright, carrying an air of self-righteous arrogance, showing no sign of weakness whatsoever.

In the past two years, Xie Xingran has caused Jiang Huaijin a lot of trouble in order to accumulate villain points.

Jiang Huaijin had to personally feed him water, not a drop less; Jiang Huaijin had to coax him to eat, and if he didn't like the food, he would flip the table; even when he took a bath or went to the toilet, Jiang Huaijin had to follow him around and serve him every step of the way.

He turned a perfectly good disciple of the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land into his personal servant, serving him tea and water, massaging his shoulders and back, doing everything he could.

Strangely enough, no matter how outrageous Xie Xingran's behavior was, Jiang Huaijin never really got angry. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy it and served him very well.

What frustrated Xie Xingran even more was that despite all his efforts, the villain value panel in his mind hadn't increased at all!

He was absolutely furious!

He never expected Jiang Huaijin to be so patient!

Was he a ninja in his past life?!

Xie Xingran glared at Jiang Huaijin with her big, round eyes, her face full of arrogance, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

Looking at his snarling and aggressive little face, Jiang Huaijin's anger instantly vanished, leaving only helpless indulgence.

He sighed, reached out and ruffled Xie Xingran's soft hair, his voice softening again: "Alright, alright, I won't yell at you. You should at least eat a few more bites of those spirit herb shrimp, right?"

Xie Xingran turned her head away, snorted, and simply crossed her arms, turning her back to him, clearly showing that she was not going to listen to reason.

Want him to back down? No way!

Seeing his expression, Jiang Huaijin sighed helplessly, "Alright, alright, then we won't eat for now. I'll have the kitchen make you something else."

With that, he ordered the maids to clean the place.

He walked over to Xie Xingran, hugged the sulking child, and coaxed her in a softer tone, "Ranran, don't be angry. You're so young, why are you so temperamental and get angry so easily..."

"It's all your fault!"

Xie Xingran, hands on her hips, said without hesitation, "It's all because of you that I'm angry!"

What's the point of having you if you don't increase your villain stats at all!

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault..."

Jiang Huaijin readily admitted his mistake. Looking at Xie Xingran, who was still angry, he poked the child's round, fair cheek and said, "By the way, the person you asked me to find before, I've found him for you. Would you like to meet him?"