Get Out If You're Drunk

"Hmph, you really can't take a beating!"

Sister Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips and said proudly.

Right after that, Sister Xiao Wu bent down, intending to retrieve the Martial Soul certificates she had dropped on the ground.

But before she could reach them...

A veiny hand beat her to it, tightly clutching the two Martial Soul certificates.

It belonged to the twisted gatekeeper lying on the ground.

"Hey! Hurry up and give Grand Aunt's Martial Soul certificates back!"

Sister Xiao Wu frowned, stretched out her slender hand, and rebuked him.

"D-Don't even think about it!!"

One hand covered his crotch while the other clutched the two Martial Soul certificates. His face alternated between green and white, and cold sweat had already soaked his back...

"Hmph! So you're taking kindness for weakness? Sister Xiao Wu will make sure you never have descendants!"

Sister Xiao Wu's willow-like brows shot up as she immediately prepared to strike.

Seeing this, Old Jack immediately wanted to stop Sister Xiao Wu from committing further violence...

If things got out of hand, it would do them no good.

But just then, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out, stopping Sister Xiao Wu.

"Alright, stop."

At the sound, Sister Xiao Wu's movements halted.

The gatekeeper curled up on the ground was stunned at first. Then, a flattering expression appeared on his somewhat twisted green-and-white face.

Along with the smugness of someone relying on another's power.

"Master... Master's back. You're dead now..."

"Master!"

The gatekeeper lay half-paralyzed on the ground, bowing and scraping toward the direction beside Tang San.

"What kind of bullshit Master is that?"

Sister Xiao Wu muttered as she turned to look, her expression growing even more displeased...

This Master was seriously ugly!

Ah Rou, lying atop Sister Xiao Wu's head, was also