Ye Daoxuan felt as if he had just swallowed fly feces. "It seems we'll have to change the plan," he said. "I'll have them start a commotion. Ye Xiu has women in his family, right? I'll have my men pretend to harass them to escalate the conflict, then drive Ye Xiu and his people out. That way, when we go over tomorrow and chase the troublemakers away, it will look like we've done Ye Xiu a huge favor. He'll be grateful to us."
As he spoke, he took out his phone to send a text message.
Mo Qingdi nodded. "Kind-hearted people are often quite sentimental. If we drive those men away for him, Ye Xiu will surely be moved. He might even give us three Return to Origin Pills outright."
Tang Buyi added, "We should still prepare a grand gift, but I doubt Ye Xiu will accept it. After all, we'll have done him a favor."
The three old men laughed.
At that moment, the thirty grim-faced old men entered the mansion. They stood stiffly in the living room, completely unsure of what to do next.
