"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for striking a Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son. You have received 300,000 Villain Points!"
"300,000!?"
Qin Feng immediately perked up, like a lecher who'd just unlocked a new position.
He'd only meant to tease Little San San. Who would've thought a single dog would be worth so much? One sentence had earned him 300,000 Villain Points.
"Brother Qin!!"
Lin San looked utterly aggrieved.
He'd thought he was offering his heart to the bright moon, only to find the moon shining down on a drainage ditch. Not only had Qin Feng kicked him for no reason, he'd managed to wound him three times with a single sentence.
"Brother Lin, I know your dream is to roam the world with your sword!"
Qin Feng comforted him, "Unlike me, born into the Qin Family, I have to inherit a fortune that could rival a nation and follow my mother's arrangements, forced to find pretty girls to carry on the family line. I learn cultivation techniques at a glance, insights come to me whenever I please, and my interesting soul has nowhere to rest. My handsome face can only pine in solitude. At such a young age, I've already lost all my worries."
Pfft!!
Lin San seemed to hear another heart-piercing sound. A fresh stab of pain struck his chest.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for striking a Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son. You have received 300,000 Villain Points!"
"Another 300,000!"
Qin Feng felt positively delighted. He was even happier than when the Dog Author padded out a chapter.
Just then—
Inside the Divine Wind Boat's cabin.
Jiang Ling'er kept sticking her little head out to look around, hoping to see whether her parents had left.
After all, she'd run away from home to come here. If she went out and her parents caught sight