Chapter 201 The Final Truth (6)

Bei Chenying, who was standing nearby, was practically slamming the table in admiration for Su Luo.

This girl is amazing! Simply incredible!

Originally, he was tasked with creating a comfortable environment for Su Luo.

He never expected this girl to settle everything with just a tattered piece of paper she pulled out from who knows where.

Too brilliant!

It's impossible not to admire her.

No wonder even someone as arrogant and picky as Nangong is completely smitten with this girl, utterly devoted to her.

At this moment, the way Bei Chenying looked at Su Luo was filled with starlight and reverence.

It was a pity that the girl he was revering had no time for him; she was still fearlessly making exorbitant demands, though her expression was one of feigned annoyance: “Sometimes your daughter wants to go out for a walk, but the guards at the gate… sigh…”

“It's nothing!”

“Take this token. From now on, you can go wherever you want, absolutely unimpeded!”

Su Zian tore the token from his waist and threw it directly to Su Luo.

Good stuff! Su Luo praised inwardly.

However, if the readers think Su Luo would stop there, they would be greatly mistaken.

It's a bastard if you don't take advantage of a good deal; Su Luo had always firmly believed in this saying.

Power unused expires and becomes void; this was also an eternal truth Su Luo had always believed in.

What she was demanding now was still far from Su Zian's bottom line.

Su Luo said, feigning hesitation, “Father, you promised before that if the gold wasn't found, you would restore my innocence. Does that still count?”

At this moment, Su Zian was eager for Su Luo to make conditions, because as long as there were conditions, there was room for maneuver.

“Naturally, it counts!”

Su Zian replied hurriedly, his eyes fixed on the piece of paper, wishing he could pounce on it and tear it up.

“Then… does that mean everyone from the Su family present here has to pour tea and apologize to your daughter?”

Seeing Su Zian's face darken, Su Luo secretly thought about it. The Crown Prince and Bei Chenying were both here; it would indeed be bad to make Su Zian lose too much face, so she changed her words: “Of course, Father, who has single-handedly clarified the facts for your daughter and restored her innocence, naturally doesn't need to.”

Su Zian was waiting for these words. Hearing them, he was about to speak.

Who knew, Su Jingyu snatched the opportunity.

Su Jingyu was seen glaring angrily at Su Luo, saying furiously, “Su Luo, don't push your luck too far. Be careful you don't throw up everything you've swallowed!”

A threat, a blatant threat.

Before Su Luo could react, Bei Chenying made a move to take the paper slip from Su Luo's hand: “This official didn't see it clearly just now. Give it here, let this official take a good look again.”

Su Zian's expression changed drastically at once, and he loudly reprimanded Su Jingyu: “Rebellious son! Shut your mouth!”

Su Zian's furious expression looked extremely terrifying, and it instantly intimidated Su Jingyu.

Su Jingyu was filled with anger, but could only hatefully kick the pillar, not daring to voice any more opinions.

Thus, under Su Zian's supervision, starting from Madam Su, then Su Jingyu, and finally Su Xi, although they were extremely unwilling, they couldn't defy Su Zian, who was watching them like a tiger.

That's why those who hold the trump card are truly awesome.

Madam Su was alright; even if she was furious inside, she always had a smiling face.

But Su Jingyu and Su Xi were less proper. With a bang, they threw the teacups onto the table, splashing tea everywhere.

Lord Bei Chenying's brows furrowed slightly, and General Su Zian immediately started scolding them.

As a result, no matter how unwilling Su Jingyu and Su Xi were, they still had to put on a show, respectfully inviting Su Luo to drink tea and apologize.

Su Zian looked at Su Luo expectantly: “Now, can you return that piece of paper to Father?”

Who would return it? Only a fool.

Su Luo's lips curved into a calm smile. Slowly and deliberately, piece by piece, she tore the paper into powder…