Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3060: Telling Tall Tales to Ghosts

"Ah, ah!"

Hearing those words, Little Junior Sister jabbed her finger furiously at Ninth Senior Brother.

She desperately wanted to point out that Fifth Senior Brother hadn't covered her medicinal pills this time either. They'd made a deal beforehand, but now she had to foot the bill for her own medicine!

Right then, she deeply regretted her rash choice to devour those fish. Had she skipped them, she wouldn't be enduring this torment!

Regret always hits too late, and with poison coursing through her now, what's the use of dwelling on it?

"Okay, now that we've finally got rooms at this inn, everyone rest up. We need to set off at dawn tomorrow." To prevent Ninth Junior Brother from facing more wrath from Little Junior Sister, Second Senior Brother cut into the talk.

"Little Junior Sister, stick with Fifth Senior Brother to fetch the medicine."

Lips pursed tight, Little Junior Sister shuffled unwillingly toward Fifth Senior Brother. If possible, she'd avoid going altogether—not just to skip the bitter draught, but to evade shelling out the silver too.

Second Senior Brother had warned her earlier that she'd learn her lesson only by paying her own way this time, or she'd forget her blunders forever.

"Come on, Little Junior Sister. The quicker we head out and return, the faster we can brew your medicine." Fifth Senior Brother gazed at Little Junior Sister and urged.

"Wait."

As they started to depart, Second Senior Brother halted them.

"Second Senior Brother, any other orders?" Fifth Senior Brother spun around to ask.

"Bring Little Junior Sister downstairs to check the compensation for the wrecked room, and make her cover it." Second Senior Brother shot a shadowed glance at Little Junior Sister.

At those words, Little Junior Sister gaped up at Second Senior Brother in utter shock.

How could Second Senior Brother demand this? In the past, whenever she stirred up trouble, he'd always handle the apologies or payments for her.

And now he expected her to pay out of pocket?

"Hurry off, it's late already. The sooner you're back, the better."

Second Senior Brother brushed off Little Junior Sister's sulky, hurt stare. Once his orders were given, he pivoted and headed to his room.

His own wounds remained unhealed after endless days—how could he spare time for Little Junior Sister's capers? Perils unknown loomed on the road ahead; without full recovery, how would he tackle them?

Little Junior Sister: "..."

Had Second Senior Brother truly stopped caring for her?

Before, he'd always shared his finest treasures with her. Now he forced her to dip into her own funds and turned a blind eye to her woes.

Yet she was helpless for the moment. Mute temporarily, she couldn't coquettishly plead or apologize right now.

Alright, she'd grit her teeth through the injustice for now. Speech restored, she'd make Second Senior Brother pay for this slight. After all, a dash of cuteness and submission, and he'd crumble at her distress.

...

"That alchemist sure tailors his talk to whoever's listening, huh."

Peering from the window as the alchemist who'd dosed Bright Moon Sect’s Little Junior Sister departed, Qian Yizheng sneered.

He trusted utterly in the poison pills from his mother. If detox was that straightforward, she never would've handed them over.

Yet this alchemist loaded up Bright Moon Sect’s Little Junior Sister with heaps of medicine!

"Perhaps that woman got under his skin?"

Perched on the bed's edge, Little Nuonuo dangled his tiny legs while propping himself with both hands, his childish tone chiming in.