Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

67. Ye Ji, the Beauty

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

As Qing Yangzi went downstairs, Zhuo Hua found Ye Ji and a group of people in the inn, and they didn’t look like they had had a tough fight, but everyone looked angry.

“What happened?” Looking at Ye Ji and her people, Zhuo Hua asked.

“That so-called Demon Lord, actually was a rat fink! He played drity.” Ye Ji gnashed her teeth.

“Did he?” Zhuo Hua looked at a group of people who were intact, and didn’t understand what was wrong.

“Yesterday, Elder Ye took us to Hehong Sect. The Sect leader of Hehong Sect knew that we were going and prepared a sumptuous dinner. We didn’t expect that Demon Lord would poison the food, so we all fainted. When we woke up again, we found that everyone belonged to Hehong Sect was killed.”

Ye Ji was so angry that she couldn’t speak. So, Liu Fei stood out and explained to Zhuo Hua.

“The Demon Lord didn’t hurt you?” Someone asked curiously, and they nodded. ‘That’s right. Now that they were unconscious, how could the Demon Lord let go of them?’

“We are also very puzzled.” Ye Ji sat on a chair aside with her legs tilted. Her fair-skinned and slender legs could be seen in the slit of her dress, which made many people swallowed with admiration. “By any chance, this Demon Lord might take a fancy to me? So he didn’t want to kill me?”

“I think he might have a crush on me.” Liu Fei near her said.

“Ouch.” Liu Fei held his head and let out a cry of pain after Ye Ji drew back her hand. She then blew a breath to her fist.

“Humph.” A cold voice sounded, and Liu Fei look at the source. In an instant, he withdrew his hand on his head and stood upright. He stopped being naughty.

“Sect Leader Qing, what should we do next?” Everyone raised heads to look at Qing Yangzi on the stairs.

“Now that Hehong Sect has been slain, the next target would be Wanlei Sect. We might as well wait here until the Demon Lord shows up.”

“There is no other way now. Let’s wait patiently.” Ye Ji agreed to Qing Yangzi.

People then nodded and sat down to have the meal.

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At night.

Zhuo Hua looked at Nan Chen who was lying on the bed. He still had no idea why Nan Chen would have inner demon.

The demon in mind was born from obsession. As long as the obsession was accomplished, the inner demon would collapse.

However, he couldn’t figure out what the inner demon Nan Chen held was. ‘I’d better ask him when he wakes up.’

Zhuo Hua then sat by the bed throughout the night.

On the third day.

When Nan Chen opened his eyes, he saw Zhuo Hua sitting at the bedside. His Master was holding his hand and infusing the spiritual power to recover his body. He could even feel the warm currents flowing through every meridian of his body.

“You’ woke up?” Having noticed that Nan Chen had opened his eyes, Zhuo Hua stopped what he had been doing. Nan Chen was fine but just tired because the bout of his inner demon and the  fight with Zhuo Hua.

“Master?” Nan Chen looked at Zhuo Hua, as if he was wondering what was going on.

He only recalled that he was lying on the same bed as his Master, but he just couldn’t fall asleep. Then, he got unconcious. ‘Could it be that he…’

Nan Chen suddenly sat up, looked at Zhuo Hua and lowered his head. After a while, he looked up at Zhuo Hua and lowered his head again.

Zhuo Hua looked at Nan Chen who was acting like a child who had done something wrong, and he couldn’t reprimand any more.

“What on earth happened to you?” Although he didn’t want to reproach Nan Chen, Zhuo Hua still wanted to make things clear.

“Master, I… I …” Nan Chen faltered, unable to speak.

“Now that you don’t want to say it out, then just let it go.” Zhuo Hua turned around.

“It was… somebody.” Nan Chen clenched his fists while saying with indignation.