"Honestly, why can't Water Dragon Certificate witches take a joke these days?"
Once the scar healed, the pain was forgotten. That was witches for you.
After Little Li begged Master Ketus for mercy, she barely managed to pass. Thanks to Master Ketus the sea monster's lofty professional ethics, nobody actually had to kneel during the persuasion process. Jiang Han merely hugged her from the left, then held her from the right, deploying the spine-melting witch skill of "Master, forgive her..." and "She didn't mean it, she's a good person...," and they successfully cleared the hurdle.
But the moment they got through, Lilian, carrying her pack as she advanced through the garden pipes overgrown with flowers and grass, began muttering complaints.
"The last time I joked around with Anjie, she only broke my legs and strung me up! How can anyone threaten someone with their thesis? That's a dirty bomb! Sister! A dirty bomb!"
The deterrence of broken legs was no match for deleted theses.
One look was all it took—they were both thesis victims.
Jiang Han used Giant Cat Strength to punch through a massive tree blocking the path, then said to Lilian, who was silently canceling her casting gesture, "I don't really care about dirty bombs or whatever... I'm more curious what you did to make even Anjie lose her temper."
Anjie looked like the most domineering and hardest to deal with among the three cross-generational chiefs, but in truth, she had an excellent temper, was the easiest to placate, and was the most like an ordinary person.
To anger someone like that, Jiang Han had no choice but to suspect that the real reason the Absolute City Four Heroes had been able to trade barbs with Du Lingxuan was that Lilian was savage enough. Even Du Lingxuan found