1922 Mysterious Snake Race Lady! Unusual Stone! (3)
Returning to the residence, Wang Teng began preparing breakfast for Little Qing’er, using the same level of skill as yesterday as she seemed to have accepted it.
However, when he finished making breakfast, the young girl showed no signs of waking up. He felt speechless.
Wang Teng felt like he had become a nanny.
His undercover plan seemed to be going increasingly awry.
Shaking his head, Wang Teng walked straight into Little Qing’er’s room. She was just a young girl, not yet grown up, so there weren’t too many concerns.
But the reality still made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
On the bed lay a petite, beautiful snakegirl, covered by a thin sheet that seemed like shaw. She was only wearing a simple bandeau on her upper body.
At such a young age, her delicate and charming face possessed a unique allure.
I’m sorry! Wang Teng quickly retreated from the room, primarily because the other party was too young, and he felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
Fortunately, no one else saw it, or he would have had a hard time explaining.
“Wang Teng, you’re done for. I saw it.” Round Ball chuckled softly.
Wang Teng’s face turned black.
“Come on, tell me how you plan to keep me quiet.” Round Ball grinned mischievously.
“I’m thinking of killing you to silence you. Dead people don’t talk.” Wang Teng said expressionlessly.
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“I didn’t see anything. I just wanted to scare you,” Round Ball said sheepishly.
“If I catch you saying even a word about this, hmmm…” Wang Teng threatened.
“I won’t dare, I won’t dare!” Round Ball quickly reassured.
“You better not. Leave now.” Wang Teng huffed.
“Yes!” Round Ball promptly disappeared.
This was horrifying!
Time to leave, time to leave!
Wang Teng decided to ignore Round Ball. He took a deep breath and closed the door carefully. Then, he knocked on the door, woke Little Qing’er up, and had her come out for breakfast. He was now playing the role of a loving father, and the earlier incident was just an accident.
On this day, Wang Teng didn’t go anywhere. After feeding Little Qing’er, he spent his time in Zele’s clinic, treating patients and tending to injuries.
Besides collecting herbs, Zele’s daily routine consisted of treating patients in his clinic, which was his source of income.
Three days flew by.
During this time, Wang Teng and Little Qing’er got along very well. Although there were occasional moments when he showed differences from the real Zele, it didn’t raise any suspicions.
Overall, his disguise was holding up well.
The fact that he closely resembled Zele made it hard for anyone to suspect him.
Finding an identical person in the same city was nearly impossible.
As for Landon, there were still no signs of any activity from him. He remained confined in the cell, seemingly waiting for something.
This evening, Wang Teng couldn’t leave Zele’s residence because, according to Zele, it was the night of Little Qing’er’s energy outbreak. Her master would appear to help her stabilize her internal energy.
Wang Teng was curious about this. He discovered it intriguing that Little Qing’er had a master who would come periodically to help her with her internal energy.
It seemed like something straight out of a protagonist’s storyline.
However, Wang Teng was somewhat hesitant about the true strength of Little Qing’er’s master.
If the master were only a cosmos-stage martial warrior, he would have to consider whether the master had the capability to assist Little Qing’er or if the person was just a charlatan.
If not, why hadn’t Little Qing’er’s problem been solved after so many years?
As he was contemplating about this, a graceful figure suddenly and unexpectedly appeared in the courtyard, catching Wang Teng off guard.
It was a snakelady wearing a veil. She was dressed simply and elegantly with minimal adornments. She wore a single emerald-green hairpin, shaped like a snake, nestled in her dark hair.
Dressed in a simple blue gown, her figure was tantalizingly enigmatic, captivating to perfection. She seemed even more stunning than any snakewomen Wang Teng had ever seen before
Despite the veil, it was impossible not to imagine that her appearance beneath it was nothing short of breathtaking.
Her cheeks were concealed by the veil, revealing only a smooth forehead and a pair of uniquely dazzling eyes.
When Wang Teng locked eyes with her, his heart skipped a beat.
What kind of eyes were those?
Enchanting! Mesmerizing!
Those were the only words that came to Wang Teng’s mind as he tried to describe them.
Her gaze possessed an inexplicable allure, rendering anyone who looked into them almost unable to break free.
Fortunately, Wang Teng had encountered numerous beautiful women, and he had remarkable self-control. He quickly regained his composure.
A strange look appeared in the lady’s eyes. In the past, Zele didn’t dare to look at her directly but today, he did.
Though he promptly averted his gaze, she couldn’t help but sense something unusual.
However, after taking a closer look at Wang Teng, she didn’t find anything out of the ordinary and decided not to dwell on it, contemplating that their familiarity from previous encounters might have led to his slightly bolder behavior today.
Wang Teng silently activated his Real Eye and took a closer look at the woman.
Heaven stage!
He experienced a tinge of surprise, though not shock.
He predicted that Little Qing’er’s master wouldn’t be weaker than a cosmos-stage martial warrior. Zele was a cosmos-stage martial warrior. Therefore, it created sense that her master would either be at the cosmos stage or the heaven stage.
If it was a universe-stage martial warrior, he might be shocked.
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