Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

After Anning left with Luyu, and the footsteps in the courtyard gradually faded away, Lingshou finally couldn't help but speak.

He leaned against the stone table, arms crossed over his chest, his silver-gray hawk-like eyes filled with an expression that said, "I've put up with you for a long time." His voice was high-pitched and shrill: "You little bean sprout, you idiot!"

"You free-range chicken, do you want to die?" Chi Heng sprang up from the water tank, his sleeves already rolled up to his elbows. This plucked chicken was getting bolder and bolder, daring to curse his little wife to his face.

"That's the Spirit-Crossing Dew! A priceless treasure, and you're only going to pay two hundred million!" Ling Shou ignored Chi Heng's threat. He felt obligated to give this female and bird a proper lesson on what rare resources are.

He took a step forward, looking at Ye Tang with a pained expression, his tone as if he were lecturing a spendthrift who had traded his ancestral luminous pearl for candied hawthorns.

He started counting on his fingers: "Those ten drops of diluted Spirit-Crossing Dew from the research institute, each one could fetch an astronomical price at an auction. Your whole bottle could buy at least half the empire! Do you know how much the empire's annual military expenditure is?"

"Do you even know what half the empire means? You only took two hundred million! Two hundred million can't even buy a decent manor in the heart of the capital! You spendthrift! You're already this wasteful while Youlie's not around, he'll definitely be—"

"Free-range chicken, look at you, so unsophisticated." Ye Tang leaned back in her recliner and slowly took a sip of tea.

"What?! You're saying this young master is unsophisticated?!" Ling Shou's voice rose an octave, and his wings sprang out from his back, each silver-gray feather standing on end.

The Sky Feather Falcon Clan is one of the oldest hereditary noble families in the capital. He grew up amidst mountains of gold and silver, and had seen more rare treasures than Ye Tang had ever eaten rice. He had even visited the imperial palace treasury several times with his mother.

Now Ye Tang actually says he's never seen the world? The commotion was so loud that Qi Xuan, who was sleeping in the water tank, was awakened.

He groggily poked his head out of the spring water, his icy blue vertical pupils not yet fully focused, when he saw the flat-feathered bird spreading its wings and yelling at his sister.

Qi Xuan's eyes cleared instantly, his vertical pupils narrowed into thin lines, and he leaped out of the water vat, landing precisely on Ling Shou's head. He grabbed the few tufts of silver-gray hair that hadn't been plucked out yet with his two front paws, and kicked his collar with his hind paws, pulling him backward with all his might.

He was a size bigger than yesterday, and much stronger. This time, he not only pulled out her hair, but also dragged Ling Shou backward several steps.

"You dare to be mean to your sister! You dare to be mean to your sister!" Qi Xuan shouted as he pulled, his childish voice filled with undisguised anger.

"Alright, Xiao Qixuan, it's okay, relax." Ye Tang took out a new bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew from her spatial storage and waved it at him. "Come and eat."

Qi Xuan immediately loosened Ling Shou's hair, flew back into Ye Tang's arms, and obediently sucked on the pacifier, drinking it down. While drinking, he kept a watchful eye on Ling Shou with his icy blue vertical pupils, afraid that he would scold his sister again.

"You have more?!" Ling Shou rubbed his tingling scalp. He had just been berating Ye Tang for selling the only bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew to An Ning at a bargain price, but she turned around and pulled out another bottle to feed Qi Xuan.

Ye Tang didn't answer him, but instead took out another bottle and casually tossed it to Chi Heng. Chi Heng took the bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. He felt a clear and mellow spiritual energy slide down his throat into his stomach, making his limbs feel warm and comfortable. Even the fatigue from staying up all night playing mahjong was swept away.

He finished drinking, put the empty bottle on the table, wiped the milk residue from the corner of his mouth, and let out a satisfied exclamation: "Awesome!"

"Little Sprout, what about mine..." Ling Shou's voice involuntarily lowered. He had just said that this thing was priceless, but now that Ye Tang had casually pulled out two bottles, he finally understood that the Spirit-Crossing Dew was no different from cabbage to Little Sprout.

He remembered that he had just called her an idiot and a spendthrift, and now he felt guilty and in the wrong to ask her for something.

"Dean An just spent two hundred million, you think you can get it for free?" Ye Tang said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand.

"I gambled all the money I brought with me yesterday into this game! You, you can buy me a bottle on credit first, and I'll pay you back tenfold later."

"Here, this is for you." Seeing his embarrassed look, Ye Tang stopped teasing him and took out another bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew from her spatial storage, tossing it over. Ling Shou caught it in a fluster, looking down at the milky white liquid in his hand.

This was the Spirit-Crossing Dew that he had just denounced as "selling off half the empire for a paltry two hundred million." He had just been cursing Ye Tang as a spendthrift woman, but now he held the Spirit-Crossing Dew that she had casually given him in his own hands. Suddenly, he felt that his heartfelt explanation was nothing more than a one-man show.

"Free-range chickens, who's the one who's never seen the world?" Chi Heng sat on the stone bench with his legs crossed, a smug smile on his face.

"It is this young master, alright?" Ling Shou carefully put Du Ling Bai Lu into his storage ring, unusually not continuing to be stubborn.

"Free-range chicken, why aren't you drinking?" Chi Heng watched as Ling Shou carefully put the bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew into his storage ring, instead of chugging it down like he did.

"Do you know how much a single drop of undiluted Spirit Dew can fetch at an auction?" Ling Shou raised his eyes, his tone as if he were lecturing a child who didn't know its value.

"How much?" Chi Heng casually placed the empty milk bottle on the stone table.

"A conservative estimate is one billion."

"How much did you say?!" Chi Heng's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

"One billion." Ling Shou stretched out two fingers and crossed them, making a "ten" gesture.

Chi Heng looked down at the empty milk bottle on the table, then looked up at Ye Tang, then looked down at the few drops of milky white liquid he had accidentally spilled on the table while drinking milk. He jumped up from the stone bench, his crimson eyes wide as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Aaaaaah—I actually drank it all! Ten billion! Ten billion per drop! I just chugged the whole bottle in one go!" He felt that all the stupid things he had ever done in his life combined couldn't compare to this one extravagant act.

Even burning down a military training base back then couldn't compare. Burning down a training base might only cost a few tens of millions in compensation, but he just chugged down several military bases in one go. He held the empty baby bottle, wanting to cry but unable to. No matter how he poured it, only a few drops of residual liquid would come out, which he quickly licked clean with his tongue.

"Little Tangtang, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was so expensive..." He lowered his head, his tail tucked behind him, his voice muffled, as guilty as a primary school student confessing to his homeroom teacher after making a mistake.

"Oh, I thought it cost a lot. I have plenty of this stuff." Ye Tang took out another bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew from the spatial item shop and stuffed it into Chi Heng's hand. "Don't worry, little firebird, you can drink one and throw the other away."

She's lost all sense of money now. When she first arrived in the Beast World, she was so happy with a monthly salary of 30,000 that she almost kissed the deer's antlers. A job with room and board included was the dream come true. Now, a bottle of milk sells for 200 million; making money in the Beast World is easier for her than breathing.

Chi Heng was instantly overjoyed. He held the bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew that Ye Tang had just given him high above his head, swirling it back and forth in the sunlight. The milky white liquid shimmered alluringly within the bottle, and he smugly showed it off to Ling Shou, his tail practically wagging in the air.

"See that, male beast? You still have to marry the right person. I drink a bottle and throw it away, but this guy can't even bear to drink a single bottle, and he carefully puts it into his ring."

Ling Shou stared at Chi Heng's smug face, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly. He desperately wanted to punch this firebird, but it was clear he couldn't win right now.