Jiang Yu: ‘…’
Fei: ‘…’
Jiang Yu said, ‘I’ve heard a lot about it, but you say it as if you knew all along…’
Hua Ling shook his finger: ‘I’ve never eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs running. It’s written in ancient books. I saw it when I was reading.’
‘Hoo-hoo-hahahaha, I never thought that there would be someone in this world who knows the real me…’ The fierce beast tried to assert its presence, but before it could finish speaking, it received a blow to the head. “Hoo-”
Jiang Yu waved his hand, and the ancient sword that had struck with deadly accuracy flew back into his hands. “Arrogant, how dare you call yourself the real me when you are just a little wild ox.”
The fierce beast roared in pain, ’You little brat, you’re looking for death!’
The beast opened its mouth wide, and a ball of dark purple smoke spewed from its mouth. Jiang Yu was quick-eyed and quick-handed, pushing Hualing into a one-person-wide crevice next to him. And the smoke instantly engulfed Jiang Yu.
‘Jiang…’
‘Stay there and don’t move!’
‘Roar…’ The beast’s roar came again from the fog.
Hualing had an expression of not being able to bear to watch: ‘It sounds like it’s beating up a little kid… don’t you think so?’
A few feet behind her, the woman’s movements froze in vain.
The woman looked pale as Hua Ling slowly removed the thin red strings attached to her body. Some of them were stuck in deep, and a small piece of flesh was brought out when they were pulled.
Hua Ling threw the red strings at her feet and shook her head: ‘This is not good. I kindly treated your husband’s illness, but you repay me with resentment. With your method of acupuncture, I should have suffered a lot more!’
The woman took a step back and said, ‘When did you… when did you notice?’ She thought she had hidden it quite well.