Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

51. The Demon Lord IV

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“What’s the matter?” Zhuo Hua placed a white chess piece on the board, blocking Qing Yangzi’s retreat.

Qing Yangzi looked at the Go board and frowned, “In the past year, more than a dozen sects have been destroyed one after another. Yesterday, another sect was exterminated, and our disciples did not find any useful clues. Senior Brother, I want you to temporarily take the position of the Sect Leader so that I can go to detect the cases.”

Having observed the Go board for a long time, Qing Yangzi’s frowning eyebrows relaxed, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

Qing Yangzi put a chess piece on the board. The situation of the Go immediately changed, and the black pieces, which had had no way to retreat, surrounded the white pieces in an instant.

Zhuo Hua laid a chess piece and said, “Junior Brother, let me take this job. If I temporarily play the role of the Sect Leader, I’ll have no idea how to handle emergency cases.”

“Senior Brother, you did a wrong move.”

In a flash, the white pieces had been swallowed up by the black pieces.

Thinking of Zhuo Hua’s cultivation, Qing Yangzi was worried, “Your cultivation…”

“I’m okay. I will take Nan Chen and Kaka with me. They’ll be of great help.” Zhuo Hua picked up a white chess piece and laid it on the board, making a counterattack.

Qing Yangzi was defeated.

“That’s a hit. Your chess just confronted with the danger of death but then fought to live. Impressive.”

“By the way, which sect was exterminated this time?” To investigate a case, Zhuo Hua needed to start from the nearest place.

“Qingyu Pavilion.”

“What? That Qingyu Pavilion?”

“Yes.” Qing Yangzi waved his hand and put away the Go board into the storage ring. “It surprised me as well. And that is why I must go to get to the bottom of it. Although Qingyu Pavilion has become worse and worse since three years ago, it is still one of the four top Sects. A dead camel is always bigger than a horse. That person’s goal is getting bigger and bigger. If we don’t find him out as soon as possible, that guy will definitely endanger the Muyang Temple in the future.”

“I’ll have Qing Yun go with you. He knows the case better and may be able to help.”

Zhuo Hua answered, “Great.”

When Qing Yangzi left, Zhuo Hua called Nan Chen, “Go to pack up and we will visit Qingyu Pavilion tomorrow.”

“Yes, Master.” Nan Chen narrowed his eyes.

‘Zhuo Hua, let’s get the game rolling.’

On the other hand, Zhuo Hua thought in his mind, ‘Kaka.’

After a short while, Kaka showed up out of nowhere, jumped on the stone table and wagged his tail happily, “Master, what’s the matter?”

Zhuo Hua smiled, “It’s time for dinner.”

Hearing this, Kaka’s tail wagged more joyfully.

Zhuo Hua picked up Kaka who was as black and dusty as a briquette, “However, before having dinner, you must take a shower first.”

Kaka immediately struggled and wanted to jump out of Zhuo Hua’s arms.

however, Zhuo Hua was ready to hold Kaka, so it couldn’t break free.

As the basin approaching, Kaka clamped its legs. If it peed, Kaka would lose its face.

“Master, Master! I don’t want to!”

“I will die there!”

“Don’t, don’t… Ahhhh!!!”

At dinner, Kaka was sitting at the table with its head lowering unhappily, and his fluffy hair exuded the fragrance after bathing.

‘Bad Master! Don’t you know that what we tigon fear most is water? So hateful.’

Kaka was so angry that it wanted to scratch something with his claws.

Noticing that Kaka deliberately ignored him, Zhuo Hua carried a piece of spiritual pork stewed in soy sauce and reached it to Kaka.

Kaka looked straight at the braised pork, and its eyes couldn’t help but follow the braised pork. Kaka’s saliva was about to run down, and his tail slapped the ground hard. It cried, “Master, I want to eat the meat.”

Zhuo Hua kept giving Kaka the braised pork, and Kaka kept eating.

“I eat my fill and about to leave. Master, please enjoy your dinner.” Nan Chen stood up and went back to his room.

Zhuo Hua was confused. He looked at the meal that Nan Chen barely ate and then turned to see Kaka who was eating happily.

“Is he… jealous?”

Nan Chen had to admit that he was sulky, as long as he saw Zhuo Hua being happy, he would feel the opposite.

‘Well, yes, it must be so.’