Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Ryan could only come to one guess: Melanie was a newly born witch, but her power had not yet fully awakened. Only when her soul was stained with darkness would the curse truly be born.

In that case, should we strike first?

Ryan decided not to alert the enemy, since these were all just his guesses. What if he couldn't beat them? What if Melanie was really just pretending?

He at least had the intelligence advantage; Melanie probably didn't know she'd been exposed... probably.

In short, let's keep the plan unchanged for now.

Since we've already provoked them, we need to be bold; this is a good opportunity to study the curse.

Ryan's curiosity was piqued; at the very least, he wanted to find out whether Miss May was genuine or not.

The pig-feeding plan remains unchanged.

"This is a rhetorical device to describe that you have a heart of gold, Miss Meimei."

Ryan calmly answered Miss May's question. He was quite skilled at identifying sugar, so he took out a packet of sugar and asked, "Would you like some sugar sprinkled on the bread?"

This is a lie.

Melanie made a professional judgment.

"I don't like sweets." Melanie gave Ryan a cold look. A hungry heir can't eat sweets; it's too low-class.

This is a lie.

Ryan also made a professional judgment.

Then why are you still showing off my red element bottle?

In any case, Melanie's impression of Ryan had changed somewhat. It turned out that this guy wasn't all lies. A gentleman judges by his actions, not his heart. At least he genuinely helped these refugees, making him a virtuous and good lord.

These good-natured people are the ones that the witch bloodline hates the most.

“I’ve taken the hood off.” Melanie put the last crumb of bread into her mouth. “You said it would cover the cost of this meal, so we’re even.”

“There’s a new deal,” Ryan said. “Interested?”

"What deal?"

Melanie asked, feeling that Ryan was indeed naive. How could she, the heir to the Hungry Witch, be deceived by the sweet talk of a mortal?

“I can provide you with the same meals every day.”

Ryan immediately started by using his wealth to get close to people.

"So who are you going to kill?" Melanie was silent for a moment. "...So you need to kill people every day?"

After learning Miss May's true identity, Ryan no longer took those words as a joke. It seems that in the world of the curse, human life is equivalent to food.

She is a calamity in human skin.

"I don't need you to kill anyone."

Ryan answered.

In the scorching sun of late spring and early summer, cicadas chirped hoarsely in the green trees outside the window. The boy proposed a deal to a completely unknown monster: "The terms are simple, the same as today's terms, Miss Meimei."

“In return, I will provide you with the same meals every day. You must take off your hood every day so that I can see your face.”

This is the truth.

Melanie frowned. She had never met a creature like Ryan before. What did this mortal want to do? What was the point of taking off his hood? Sometimes he was full of lies, and sometimes he was very sincere. She just couldn't understand him.

Ms. Mei's thirst for knowledge was also aroused.

We need to find out at least whether Ryan is a real beast or a fake one.

The assassination plan remains unchanged.

Once she loses interest in the deal, kill the guy.

“You really are a strange person.” Melanie chuckled, glancing at the cursed refugees at the dining table. “Do you enjoy feeding us monsters? Is the Lu Ming family just too rich?”

"I've said it before, I hope you're all fair-skinned, chubby, and round, it's good for me."

Ryan said seriously that he would vigorously promote dei within his territory.

Melanie fell silent; this was the truth.

Similarly, I also expect....

As the early summer sun shifted, the paddy fields outside the window seemed to float in the sunlight, the heavy ears of wheat like golden waves. Ryan looked at the refugees, at the ladies and children, at their timid expressions and contorted bodies, and finally at their cowardly eyes.

He withdrew his gaze and said earnestly:

"From now on, all travelers can live in Daohua Town with their heads held high and full of confidence."

“I expect them to be proud of themselves.”

However, these are all just promotional pawns, designed to annoy and drive away players.

Ryan thought to himself, "He's no good person. Everything he does is for his own selfish desires."

This is also the truth.

Melanie nodded; she understood a little.

Even if it's against their conscience, they have to praise the ugly refugees so that they can survive.

What a boring good person.

Once she completely loses interest in the boy and gets tired of the food, she should get rid of him.

I'm about 80% full, that's enough for today.

Melanie stood up and walked towards the restaurant exit, but stopped abruptly when she reached the door.

“Name,” she said.

“What?” Ryan asked.

"What's your name?" Melanie only knew that the boy's surname was 'Lu Ming'.

“Lai…” Before Ryan could finish speaking, Melanie said, “If you don’t speak, I’ll call you Mingming.”

“My name isn’t Mingming.” Ryan said with a dark face. Did you give me permission to say it?

He immediately realized that this was retaliation for the nickname 'Meimei' he had given her earlier. "Are you a witch or a naughty child?"

“Okay, Mingming.” Melanie turned around and made a face at Ryan. “Got it, Mingming.”

With those words, she turned and walked into the summer sun without looking back. The sun shone on the swaying wheat and rice flowers, and summer and the witch shared the same skin color.

...

After seeing the witch off and settling the new subjects, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, having resolved a matter of life and death.

With everyone else gone, it was time to deal with another life-or-death matter.

Because Ryan has dragged things out for too long, this life-or-death matter has turned into a matter of life and death... there's not a single word about 'life' in it.

Think quickly, immerse your thoughts in the deep ocean...

Ryan took a breath, his mind racing, and blurted out:

"Miss Jasmine, you really hurt me just now!"

Chapter 89 "Are these your last words?"

'Who I invite to dinner is none of Miss Jasmine's business, is it?'

"Our relationship is simply that of superior and subordinate."

'Miss Jasmine, what are you still doing here?'

In an instant, ten thousand explanations of high emotional intelligence flashed through Ryan's mind. His super brain worked rapidly, selecting the most understanding one from this vast array of explanations, and he blurted out:

"Miss Jasmine, you really hurt me just now!"

Jasmine said expressionlessly, "So, this is your last word?"

"Don't talk about such terrifying things as last words," Ryan said seriously. "Didn't you realize that guy was a witch?"

"Hmm?" Jasmine blinked.

Hey, was that woman a witch?

Absolutely not.

How could a witch's prestige be so low?

Jasmine's gaze toward Ryan turned cold.

To survive, you'd even come up with a lie like being a witch? You idiot.

“There’s no witch who could be that badly off.” Jasmine’s words revealed the truth.

It really is.

Ryan was almost persuaded by Sister Mo, all because Little Sister Mei was doing so poorly.

“She’s a quirky witch,” Ryan said. “She deliberately pretends to be poor to eat, playing dumb to fool us, just waiting for us to ridicule her so she can reveal her true colors and slap us in the face for being so pretentious.”

"..." Jasmine decided to copy this passage into her novel.

"Thanks to my timely discovery of her identity and my feigned compliance, we managed to save face and even our lives."

Ryan was indignant and his reasoning was sound; he made a great sacrifice.

Jasmine tilted her head in confusion, looking at Ryan to the left and then to the right. She had known Ryan for sixteen years, and her expression didn't seem like she was lying, no matter how she looked at him.

"So, she really is a witch?" Jasmine asked hesitantly, "or a witch who likes to slap faces and show off?"

"Genuine or genuine."

Ryan pressed his advantage, becoming even more confident and assertive. It's true that when faced with a problem, you should first breathe on it to clear your head.

It's like a shootout in the West; only the quickest can survive.

"And you, Miss Jasmine, as her attendant, failed to notice the danger that was so close at hand. It truly saddens me."

Ryan pressed his advantage.

"Then..." Jasmine said in disbelief, "I should still say sorry?"

"I forgive you."

Brother Lai has forgiven Sister Mo ahead of time.

Ryan couldn't help but marvel at his own high emotional intelligence, which had easily resolved his two life-or-death crises.

"In that case, to atone for my sins, I'll go and take care of the evil witch now." Miss Jasmine smiled and clapped her hands.

Ryan broke out in a cold sweat again. How could his two life-or-death crises be turning into a fight between them...?

"The situation is unclear, you probably can't beat her."

Ryan was telling the truth. No matter how low her status was, Mei was still a witch. Witches are cursed in human form. Moreover, she didn't even know about the power. How could she fight?

Last time, Ryan was able to kill Princess Blight because of the Straw Sword's special attack.

"We have no choice but to deal with this devil for now," Ryan sighed softly. "I'll just have to make do for now."

Jasmine gave Ryan a deep look, and then said, "I will kill her someday."

“The second thing,” Jasmine cleared her throat, “is that Lu Ming has informed us that we’ve run out of dog food.”

Ryan's eyes widened. How could one crisis after another occur? Dog food was a major source of income for Chuguang City. How could it be cut off so easily?

He just took in ten refugee families. If he doesn't have dog food, what will he feed them?

“Your father is very dissatisfied with our work.”

Jasmine said slowly, "Grand Duke Lawrence was dissatisfied with the last report."

Last report...

Ryan's memories resurfaced in that cheesy toilet paper titled "About Me... That Thing~", with the very first chapter beginning with "I awakened the blessing of many children and much happiness".

"I told you long ago that this thing is unreliable."

Ryan panicked.

"It's all my fault for not reviewing it properly back then."