Chapter 167 - You?
My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âThen cry louder.â Qiao Mu flung Qiao Cong away.
The boy crashed loudly next to Qiao Yingchun, causing her to jump up like a grasshopper and release a piercing shriek.
âShut up,â Qiao Mu harshly berated.
Qiao Yingchunâs eyes were wide open with fright. She instantly muted herself, but she ceaselessly trembled and subconsciously clutched her mouth with her hands.
W-why was this child so t-terrifying?
âStop,â Qiao Mu aloofly said and ambled toward Madam née Li.
She looked up at her swollen cheeks and mouth, an icy glint radiating from her eyes. âYour son wanted to kill me.â
âHe should be dead.â
âWhat do you want?â Madam née Li feebly squeezed out, her mouth aching.
A chilly feeling crawled up her back, and she felt like she was submerged inside an ice pit.
She regretted it. Why did she have to provoke this child? She had already realized back in Qiaotou Village that this child might be young, but she was not to be trifled with.
âIn consideration of my father, Iâll spare his life.â Qiao Mu chillingly glanced at Madam née Li. âOnly this time. Just this...â
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard Qiao Congâs aggravated scream.
âMaster! Master, Master!!!â
Qiao Cong launched himself toward an approaching figure and bawled his eyes out. He pointed at Qiao Mu in rage. âShe wants to kill me! This little b*tch wants to kill me! Master! Master, save me!â
âMy disciple, be calm.â The newcomer was middle-aged and wore the uniform of the Daybreak Sect. His eyes sharply turned to Qiao Mu. âYou have quite the nerve, child! State your name and origin!â
Qiao Mu raised her brows and scoffed. âI hit the young one, and the old one comes leaping out boisterously! How protective of your pride!â
âYou little imp, you speak without any manners! You truly deserve a beating,â the middle-aged man angrily said with a dark face.
âYou want to beat me?â Qiao Mu indifferently swept her eyes over his square face. Then, her voice slightly raised and contained a vicious current. âYou?â
âUncle-Master Bi, you arenât her match. Retreat quickly.â Duan Yue really wanted to kill these trouble-causing sect mates.
They came running toward the little girl with their life on a silver platter one after another. Did they really think he had enough magnetite to pay their exorbitant âransomâ?
âDuan Yue, you are the disciple of our Daybreak Sectâs Sect Master, the number one star of our sectâs younger generation. Yet, how can you stand by and do nothing when you see your little junior brother bullied?â Uncle-Master Bi turned to Duan Yue and angrily chided him with an âIâm very disappointed in youâ expression.
âThatâs not it, Uncle-Master Bi, this matter...â
âSay no more. Little girl, let me see how incredible you are. You must know that thereâs always someone better out there, you will suffer in the future for how conceited you are...â
Bang! Qiao Mu sent a flying stomp to the ground in front of Uncle-Master Bi.
Immediately, a crater was formed on the ground, and cracks started appearing from the center, spreading outward like a spiderweb.
Uncle-Master Biâs pupils contracted. The power behind this stomp exceeded his expectations.
It also exceeded the expectations of everyone else present. The laymen watched for fun while the professionals watched for the methodology. The three mentors from the Mystic Cultivator Association gasped sharply and their eyes glittered as they watched the swiftly moving child before them.
After the stomp, Qiao Mu did not give Uncle-Master Bi any chance to react and leaped up, rapidly shooting toward him.