What Is Charlie Thompson Scheming Again

"Eh! Eh! Eh!" Lingdang giggled mischievously as she circled around Xiao Yun twice, a sly smile on her face. "I'm not Luoluo, how would I know what she needs? Didn't you ask Sister Mudan? Luoluo is Sister Mudan's subordinate; whatever she lacks or needs, Sister Mudan would definitely know best."

Xiao Yun, hearing Lingdang's words, suddenly realized and slapped his thigh: "Right! I'll just ask Mudan! She must know!"

Lingdang watched Xiao Yun like this, barely holding back her laughter, thinking to herself, 'Commander Yun is sharp and reliable when handling affairs, but when it comes to women, he seems a bit clueless.'

The two were talking in the woods when suddenly they heard footsteps outside. Both being highly skilled martial artists, they immediately became alert.

Then they saw someone run into the woods from outside—a short man, surprisingly from the same village, Zhang Zhaocai.

Zhang Zhaocai held a wild game trap in his hand, obviously planning to catch something at the foot of the mountain before dark. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Tudan and Lingdang in the woods and froze.

"Tudan, Lingdang, what are you two doing here in the middle of the night!" Zhang Zhaocai suddenly flushed red and shouted angrily at them.

Xiao Yun and Lingdang exchanged glances, thinking this kid must be out of his mind. What does it have to do with him?

Zhang Zhaocai looked at Xiao Yun and Lingdang standing together. Xiao Yun was tall and handsome, dressed cleanly and neatly, with perfectly combed hair; Lingdang was delicate and adorable, wearing well-tailored clothes, her face fair with a healthy blush.

Zhang Zhaocai then looked down at himself—wearing tattered, dirty clothes, a dried snot stain on his chest, several traps made of grass ropes hanging at his waist, and worn-out cloth shoes. Standing before them, he looked like a beggar.

For some reason, Zhang Zhaocai suddenly felt an unprecedented embarrassment, more humiliating than being caught red-handed by the whole village for wrongdoing. He wished he could wear clean robes and look dignified, just like Tudan.

"You, you..." Zhang Zhaocai looked at Lingdang, took a few steps back, hurriedly hid his dirty hands behind his back, but then revealed the snot-stained front of his clothes. Embarrassed, he tried to cover it with his hands, then hid his hands again because they were too dirty, repeatedly fidgeting with his hands. Lingdang was utterly confused, not understanding what Zhang Zhaocai was up to.

"Zhang Zhaocai, what bad idea are you plotting now?" Lingdang tilted her head, staring at this troublesome kid.

Zhang Zhaocai suddenly looked up, staring hard at Lingdang, and shouted loudly, "I didn't do anything bad!"

Zhang Zhaocai's loud voice startled Lingdang, who didn't expect such a big reaction from this stubborn kid.

Zhang Zhaocai seemed to realize his voice was too loud, his face flushed red like a boiled shrimp. Then he turned to glare at Xiao Yun and said, "Lingdang, don't be fooled by Tudan's pretty face! He's a secret lover of the Prince of Huainan, scheming for wealth and power! Don't believe anything he says; he's just a freeloader, not a good person! Lingdang, stay away from him, don't trust him!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhaocai threw the two traps in his hands at Tudan as if trying to kill him with them.

Having thrown the traps, Zhang Zhaocai immediately took off running as if chased by a ghost.

Xiao Yun, looking utterly baffled, easily dodged the two traps, thinking to himself, "What on earth is going on here!?"