Chapter 2146: Your Skin Is Too Sensitive
Mo Juechen: …
“I used to think you were just fat, but you’re even more disgusting now.” Mo Juechen didn’t even look at Ning Shu. “What trick is that old fox trying to play?”
“Who is ‘that old fox’ referring to?” Ning Shu stared at Mo Juechen expressionlessly. Her meaning was clearly, ‘answer wrong and you’ll die.’
“Your father, that old fox.”
“Mo Juechen, take this!”
Ning Shu rushed towards Mo Juechen like a big bouncing ball.
Mo Juechen quickly dodged Ning Shu’s attack. The fat girl was very strong and he didn’t want to confront a raging bull head-on.
“Give me the antidote.” Mo Juechen stretched out his hand to Ning Shu. “Don’t think this master doesn’t know you used poison.”
Ning Shu shook her head. “It’s not poison. I said that the powder is used to make face cream. Your pimples appeared because your skin is too sensitive and easily irritated.”
Mo Juechen stared at Ning Shu. “If you use the cream on your face, I’ll believe you.”
Ning Shu: …
“Didn’t Gu Rui already explain everything? It’s just inflammation, it will go away if you adjust your diet,” Ning Shu told Mo Juechen. “I have anti-inflammatory medicine, but you have to tell me something first. What is this thing you keep asking me for?”
Ning Shu wanted to know if that item really was a treasure map.
“Let’s go to the pavilion and talk,” Ning Shu said to Mo Juechen. “I’ll treat you to some snacks.”
Mo Juechen snorted coldly and walked towards the pavilion.
Ning Shu followed behind him.
“Your father didn’t give you anything?” Mo Juechen asked Ning Shu.
“Jeez, no matter how many times you ask, my answer will stay the same. My dad didn’t give me anything. I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about or what you want.” Ning Shu rolled her eyes.
“Three hundred years ago…”
Ning Shu: →_→
Was he going to start a xuanhuan drama?
“What happened three hundred years ago?”
“Who allowed you to interrupt this master? If you had behaved like this in my sect, you’d already have lost your intestines by now.”
“Lose my intestines? How? Are they going to force me to take laxatives?”
“Damn fatty, don’t challenge my patience. If I wanted to kill you, it’d be as easy as crushing an ant. This master has tens of thousands of followers.” Mo Juechen gritted his teeth, making the inflammation of his face even more obvious.
Ning Shu pouted. “Aren’t you just overwhelming people with numbers and beating them up? Yet you’re still shameless enough to be proud of it?”
There was so much black history.
“Fang Lanxin!” Mo Juechen stood up, slapped the stone table with his palm, and directly split it in half. The broken table almost smashed Ning Shu’s foot.
Ning Shu quickly stood up and lifted half of the table. “Come on. Pick up the other half if you can.”
The veins on Mo Juechen’s forehead bulged. He sat back down and took a deep breath. “Where did we leave off?”
Ning Shu put down the half of the table she was holding and said, “Three hundred years ago.”
“Yes. Three hundred years ago, the Jia Kingdom relied on a group of humanoid monsters who couldn’t be killed, nor felt pain or fatigue, to conquer the world.”
The Jia Kingdom… Gu Rui was its prince, but now that kingdom was gone.
“They didn’t feel pain or fatigue?” Ning Shu asked. This sounded a bit like a zombie.
“Damn fatty, would you die if you didn’t interrupt this master? I already said they were monsters. Monsters…” Mo Juechen said in a low voice.
Ning Shu let out a long sigh. She felt more and more that Mo Juechen was a chuuni. He insisted on being a villain, killing people like flies, and couldn’t stand the sight of sanctimonious people.
“Go on,” Ning Shu said.
“After the establishment of the Jia Kingdom, the monsters disappeared along with the state preceptor who controlled them. Even when the royal family was destroyed, the state preceptor did not appear.”
“I have a question. How is it possible for the state preceptor to live until the end of the Jia Kingdom?” Ning Shu raised her hand and asked.
Translator: Lili
Editor: Wheat
Translator: Kaho
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