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Only the sound of the wind could be heard in the woods.
Ming Shu took Lord Zhuoâs sword. She pointed it at Jiang Lingâs red face.
âQing Luo, let go of A-Ling!â Lord Zhuo kneeled down on one knee and shouted at Ming Shu.
The young lord glared at Ming Shu nervously. He was afraid that once Ming Shu exerted some force, Jiang Ling would be killed.
Even if he teamed up with Lord Zhuo, they would not be able to win against this young girl...
âDonât be afraid.â Ming Shu lowered her sword and placed it beside Jiang Lingâs neck. âI am a reasonable person.â
Lord Zhuo and the young lord were speechless. You are the one holding the sword against her neck. Who will believe that you are a reasonable person?!
âA-Ling, donât be afraid.â Lord Zhuo comforted Jiang Ling. âQing Luo, can you let go of A-Ling?â
The young lord shouted too: âThere are no grudges between the two of you! Why are you treating her like this?â
âWe have no grudges?â Ming Shu smiled gently. âIf we have no grudges, why are you after my position as the alliance master?â
Lord Zhuoâs expression changed.
She knew everything...
âQing Luo, it was my fault. A-Ling did it for me,â Lord Zhuo said. âIf you bear a grudge, look for me. Let go of A-Ling.â
âWhere is your brain?â Ming Shu narrowed her eyes and looked at him. âIs there a need to take my position to take revenge? You can just kill me, right? Are you saying that you never suspected her motives at all? I think that people who practice sword skills not only enter the devil realm, your brains are lost too.â
Lord Zhuo froze on the spot.
He looked at Jiang Ling awkwardly.
The words that Jiang Ling said flashed across his mind.
âBrother Zhuo, donât listen to her.â Jiang Ling was afraid. âShe is just trying to sow discord between us. Brother Zhuo, I really like you. Donât you feel it?â
How could he suspect A-Ling?
A-Ling did everything for him.
âIf you really like him, why are you with the young lord?â Ming Shu raised her eyebrows and looked at the young lord. âThis kind of love is rare.â
Lord Zhuoâs expression froze again.
Jiang Lingâs men were able to live together in the future because she successfully brainwashed them. However, she had not been able to do this yet so if Lord Zhuo accepted her now, she could only say that the protagonistâs aura was too bright.
I want to have such luck too.
âBrother Zhuo, it is... it is not like this. Donât listen to her. Brother Zhuo, you must believe me.â
Lord Zhuo didnât change his expression. His gaze was complicated.
He slowly clenched his fist.
âSigh...â Ming Shu sniggered as she looked at Jiang Ling. âCome on, little cutie, I will talk some sense into you.â
âStop!â The young lordâs scream woke Lord Zhuo up. âQing Luo, stop what you are doing.â
How could Ming Shu let go of such a good opportunity?
She pinned Jiang Ling down on the ground and gave her a beating.
Ming Shu brushed off her hands and stood up. Jiang Ling was lying weakly on the ground. Her white clothes were stained with grass and soil. Her hair was a mess and she looked quite pitiful.
âSee you next time.â
Ming Shu walked away. As she stepped into the bushes, she turned her head and smiled brightly. âI am looking forward to it.â
Jiang Lingâs dug her hands into the soil and clenched her fingers. Her nails cracked due to the force. However, she didnât notice it.
Blood stained the soil.
âLingâer, Lingâer, how are you...â The young lord rushed over to Jiang Lingâer. As a man, he was unable to protect his woman when she was beaten. You could imagine what he was feeling at this time.
âI... I am fine.â
Jiang Ling gritted her teeth as she squeezed the words out of her mouth.
âLingâer, donât worry. I will take revenge for you.â
Jiang Ling nodded her head weakly. She looked down. The young lord didnât see the viciousness on her face.
âBrother Zhuo...â
When she raised her head again, she had regained her pitiful look. âA-Ling is in pain...â
Lord Zhuo was in a daze. He suddenly felt as though he was hypnotized and crawled toward Jiang Ling. âA-Ling, where are you hurting? Donât be scared. I will take you to a physician now.â
Jiang Ling wept beautifully. âQing Luo...â
Lord Zhuo said firmly, âA-Ling, donât worry. I will catch Qing Luo and make sure that you get your revenge. I will make her pay back everything she did to you.â
...
Ming Shu didnât know that they were discussing her. If she knew, she would be elated.
Ming Shu felt that she was unlucky.
She met trouble on her way back.
The troublesome sect leader: â...â
Take your leg away!
The sect leader was lying on the ground with blood all over him. There was blood on his clothes and body too. Ming Shu didnât know if it was his or other peopleâs blood.
The sect leaderâs face was pale. He stared at the person who stepped on him.
âWhy are you lying here? Are you waiting for people to collect your corpse?â Ming Shu retracted her foot.
The sect leader panted. He had no energy to move. âCan I trouble you to take me back then?â
âAre you dreaming? You didnât manage to beat Jiang Ling up. Also, you said that you would treat me to food...â
Shuaâ
A few bloodstained banknotes appeared in front of Ming Shu.
Ming Shu looked at them with disdain. However, she still took them. They couldnât be eaten, but she could buy snacks with them.
She grabbed the sect leaderâs collar and lifted him up. âDid your disciples run away without you? Did they rebel?â
âThey asked me to leave first... be gentle... are you trying to kill me!â The sect leader screamed in pain.
âYou are a man. Why canât you bear with this pain? You canât make it.â
Who says I canât!
Who says I canât!
Why are you saying that I canât?
âWhy donât you try and get such injuries!â He got stabbed a few times but he was still able to remain conscious. It was already an impressive feat.
Ming Shu smiled arrogantly. âI am not as weak as you. I will not get so seriously injured.â
âYou...â The sect leader was so angry he forgot to breathe. âYou will suffer one day.â
âOh? Can suffering be eaten?â
â...â
The sect leaderâs eyes rolled and he fainted from anger.
Ming Shu placed her hands on her hips. After a while, she grabbed the sect leaderâs legs and dragged him back.
When the sect leader woke up, he realized that his injury got worse. His face was also scarred.
What did this woman do to him!
Ming Shu ate her drumstick calmly as she faced the sect leaderâs murderous gaze. She started spouting nonsense, âWhen I was carrying you back, I met two heroes. You got hit by them.â
â...â I will not believe you. Didnât you say that you are undefeatable?
Which hero would be so unscrupulous and hit him on the face!
The sect leader looked at his body. Luckily, his wounds had been treated. At least she didnât take his money and not do anything.
He was lying in a horse carriage currently. The carriage was moving.
The carriage was only this big so the sect leader could see everything inside. He didnât see Rong Li.
The sect leader took out a few bank botes. âCan you help me one more time?â
Ming Shu took the banknotes, but the sect leader didnât let go. Ming Shu looked at him. The sect leader said, âAre you not going to ask me what it is first?â
âBesides asking me to kill someone personally, anything is fine.â
The sect leader: ???
Did that mean that he could ask her to kill someone?
Is she the pugilist alliance master or the Demonic Sectâs leader?
Something is not right...
He was the Demonic Sectâs leader!
The sect leader let go of the banknotes. Ming Shu happily placed them into her sleeve. What should I eat later?
âPlease send me to Luo City.â