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“Little Brother!” Xiaobao also saw it. He raised two sticks of sparkling candied hawthorn and walked around the vendor to Little Rakshasa.

Xiaobao handed one of the candied hawthorn to him. “Here! I bought it for you!”

Dabao and Er’bao also walked over. The two of them nodded, indicating that they had bought it for him.

Little Rakshasa looked at the stick of candied hawthorn that they had bought for it, and then at the three sticks of candied hawthorn in its hand that it wanted to give to them. He was stunned.

“Brother, where did you go? Why aren’t you home?” Xiaobao asked crisply.

“We’re going to look for you today,” Er’bao said softly.

Little Rakshasa tilted his head, clearly not understanding the meaning behind the two of them. He handed them the candied hawthorn.

At this moment, the vendor realized that his candied hawthorn had been picked by the doll, and the doll had not paid! But from the looks of it, they were together? Just as the vendor was hesitating if he should look for the white-haired uncle to settle the bill, the Rakshasa King walked over domineeringly.

He retracted his Blood Rakshasa aura, but his face still subconsciously carried a shuddering killing intent. The vendor’s legs could not help but tremble. His intuition told him that the other party was not to be trifled with. He asked the other party for money, but the other party might want to take his life.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the vendor hugged the candied hawthorn’s plant rod and fled in panic!

The moment he escaped, Sikong Ye, who was originally standing behind him and counting copper coins, was exposed to the Rakshasa King.

Sikong Ye felt that the number of copper coins was not right. He had clearly brought a hundred copper coins. The candied hawthorn cost ten copper coins a stick. The boss said that he was an old customer. One stick was cheaper by one copper coin. The fourth stick only cost two copper coins. One copper coin was returned to him for every stick. In other words, he had only given him twenty-seven copper coins. Including the two copper coins from the fourth stick, why was there only twenty-nine copper coins? Where did the other copper coin go?

Sikong Ye felt a headache coming on!

“Heh.” The Rakshasa King knew that he was in a daze again when he saw him like this. Who would have known that the number one expert in the world was actually an arithmetic idiot? Back then, his examination papers were all made by him, his companion!!!

When Sikong Ye heard the Rakshasa King’s disdain, he narrowed his cold eyes and looked up.

Sikong Ye: “It’s you?”

The Rakshasa King: “Ha!”

Their eyes met, and killing intent was about to erupt!

The three little black eggs and Little Rakshasa were trading candied hawthorn for their rare friendship. They did not know that their parents had already met with each other murderously.

Little Rakshasa distributed the candied hawthorn he had picked to his friends. The three of them felt that they had only given their brother one stick, but their brother had given them three sticks. It was as if they had taken advantage of their brother. The three of them hurriedly opened their pockets.

Xiaobao said, “Brother, choose what you like.”

The four of them squatted down on the ground and began to share their little treasure.

Sikong Ye and the Rakshasa King rose into the air and flew to the roof.

“It’s been… many years… since we last met. You’re still… an… idiot!” The Rakshasa King said provocatively.

Sikong Ye slapped him. “You’re the idiot!”

“You can’t even… settle… the score,” the Rakshasa King said disdainfully.

“You’re the one who can’t do it!” Sikong Ye said angrily.

The Rakshasa King avoided Sikong Ye’s palm wind and said to him, “When you… were six years old… your junior brother’s… age… was half of yours. How old was your… junior brother… when you… are thirty?” “Fifteen! Needless to say!” Sikong Ye punched again.

The Rakshasa King dodged again. “Twenty-seven, idiot.”

When he was six years old, his junior brother was half of him. Didn’t that mean that his junior brother was three years younger than him? Then when he was thirty years old, his junior brother, who was three years younger than him, was naturally twenty-seven.

Sikong Ye, who had finally understood, was so angry that his chest hurt and his face turned red. He struck out with his palm again but was locked down by the Rakshasa King’s move. He was not in a hurry to break free. He gritted his teeth and said, “You have a ship with fifteen maidservants, sixty guards, and three hundred pounds of black iron. Can you calculate the age of the owner based on these?!”

“I… am… the ship owner. Is there a need to calculate… my age?” The Rakshasa King said calmly.

Sikong Ye’s health bar dropped rapidly! Ahhh! This old man!

The Rakshasa King continued, “There are… twenty… fruits on the tree. Half of them… were blown off… by the wind.. After that… you… picked… half of them…

How many is left?”