I Wasn't Touching Her Stomach—This Misunderstanding Got Big

"Was that you I was holding just now?"

After realizing the problem, Chu Hao's tone eased slightly.

"What do you think!"

When Qian Renxue heard his question, her anger flared.

You brat, aren't you asking despite already knowing the answer?

"Sorry. I mistook you for Ling'er just now."

"That slap you gave me just now can count as my apology."

When Chu Hao heard that, he apologized coldly.

Since he was the one in the wrong, then this matter was over.

"Bastard, who do you think you are? You say it's over, so it's over?"

Seeing his attitude toward apologizing, Qian Renxue grew even angrier.

You took advantage of me, and you think one insincere apology and one slap settles it?

Who do you think you are!

If it weren't for your extraordinary talent, I would have chopped off your hand long ago.

"Wasn't it just touching your stomach? What's the big deal?"

"Wasn't that slap just now enough to make up for it?"

"Completely unreasonable!"

When Chu Hao heard her, he got angry too.

So what if I mistook you for my little sister and touched your stomach once?

You hit me, and I apologized. Why are you still refusing to let it go?

It's not like I did it on purpose.

If we really count it carefully, I'm the one who lost out here.

If this were the modern era, accidentally touching a girl's lower stomach would be a trivial matter.

All it would take was an apology.

Hitting someone would be illegal.

But you're something else, actually making a big deal out of it.

As Qian Renxue listened to him, she trembled all over with rage.

I'm being unreasonable?

So you're the one in the right now, are you?

This is simply too much.

"Bastard!"

Qian Renxue really could not stand Chu Hao's attitude anymore. She raised her right hand and swung a slap at him.

She had to teach this shameless madman a lesson.

Chu Hao looked at the small hand slapping toward him, his heart jolting. He hurriedly raised his hand and gripped it tightly.

Luckily, he had reacted quickly, or else he would have taken another slap.

"Hey, don't go too far."

Chu Hao was not someone who took grievances lying down. He snapped back coldly, his eyes filled with chill.

"I'm going too far. So what?"

Qian Renxue had been completely enraged by Chu Hao's attitude.

You took advantage of me, and you still say I'm going too far.

Unforgivable!

A terrifying surge of soul power burst from Qian Renxue's body, producing a violent gale that shook the entire little thatched hut until it collapsed.

Chu Hao was blasted flying backward.

Immediately after, a holy, majestic angel phantom floated out from behind Qian Renxue. Set off by six soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—it appeared extraordinarily sacred.

Du Feng sensed the majestic fluctuation of soul power and turned to look over.

When he saw the scene before him, his face was full of helplessness.

Good grief!

This kid really did anger the mistress.

What should I do now?

Should I save this kid or not?

Just as Du Feng was hesitating, Chu Hao froze when he saw Qian Renxue's martial soul.

An angel martial soul!

Wasn't this Qian Renxue?

Holy crap!

The person I hugged just now was Qian Renxue, and the stomach I was rubbing belonged to Qian Renxue.

But wasn't Qian Renxue's figure supposed to be perfect?

How could she possibly have so much extra flesh?

Wait?

Something seemed off.

She was this angry!

Could I have touched the wrong place?

Gulp!

Chu Hao glanced at Qian Renxue's astonishingly powerful "weapon," carefully recalled how it had felt just now, and swallowed.

After repeatedly thinking it over, he was fairly sure he had touched the wrong place.

No wonder Qian Renxue was so angry.

Anyone who ran into something like this would react the same way.

This misunderstanding had blown up big time.

"Wait, don't attack yet. There might be a bit of a misunderstanding between us."

Seeing that Qian Renxue really was about to make a move, Chu Hao hurriedly tried to stop her.

If things really were as he imagined, then this was going to be troublesome.

"A misunderstanding?"

"Fine. Tell me what the misunderstanding is."

Seeing this, Qian Renxue thought he was scared, and asked with her chin held high.

She wanted to see what excuse this brat was going to come up with.

"The place I touched just now wasn't your stomach. It couldn't have been..."

Chu Hao stopped halfway through his sentence and pointed at her vast weapon.

Du Feng, who was standing to the side, was instantly dumbfounded when he saw this.

At this moment, he finally understood what was going on.

Why his master was so angry.

So after all that, this brat had improper intentions toward his master.

Good grief!

He really had guts!

Damn impressive!

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Renxue had never expected this to be the answer she had waited for. She exploded with rage on the spot, threw caution to the wind, and charged over with her sword.

Seeing this, Chu Hao hurriedly dodged.

Judging from Qian Renxue's current reaction, he was now completely certain.

What he had touched just now really had not been her stomach.

Since Chu Hao knew he was in the wrong, all he did under Qian Renxue's killing moves was dodge.

He simply did not want to make the matter even worse.

After all, he was the one at fault here. He was not an unreasonable person.

Fortunately, after the life-and-death battles over the past few days, his physique had improved in every aspect.

Whether it was agility, speed, strength, or stamina, all of them had increased several times over compared to before.

With his current physique, even without using soul power or his martial soul, he could kill an ox with a single punch.

This was the transformation the aura of slaughter and the Ancient Tree of Life had brought to his body.

The more killing intent he condensed, and the more serious his injuries were, the stronger his physique would become after his wounds recovered.

But no matter how strong his physique was or how fast his reactions were, he still could not withstand Qian Renxue's fury.

Left with no choice, he had to fight back.

However, he did not summon his martial soul. Instead, he used the wonders of the Ten Thousand Swords Art to turn qi into a sword, condensing his own soul power into a Sword of Slaughter to face her.

This truly opened Qian Renxue's and Du Feng's eyes.

He hadn't expected that after recovering from his severe injuries, this kid's understanding of the sword would deepen even further—deep enough that he could condense his soul power into a sharp sword out of thin air.

This sort of ability was not as simple as condensing sword qi or sword radiance. It required a far deeper comprehension of the sword.

In the world today, only Sword Dao Chen Xin possessed such profound insight.

That showed just how terrifying this kid's talent and comprehension truly were.

He had likely already reached the same realm as Sword Dao Chen Xin.

If Sword Dao Chen Xin learned of Chu Hao's existence, he would probably fight to take him as his disciple.

As time passed, Qian Renxue's attacks grew fiercer and fiercer, every slash containing powerful purifying force.

The originally razor-sharp killing sword qi seemed to have met its natural counter, and its power was greatly reduced.

It left Chu Hao feeling stifled, furious, and even tempted for a moment to kill.

If this continued, he would have no choice but to use the Hades Sword.

But his Hades Sword was meant for killing. Once summoned, it had to taste blood.

By then, things would truly blow up.

After all, Qian Renxue had saved his life.

And he was not a heartless man.

"Enough!"

In the end, Chu Hao could no longer endure the situation and roared in anger.

A vast, domineering aura erupted from his body.

There had to be a limit to everything. Enough was enough.

Even if I was in the wrong, you don't have to be this relentless, do you?

Do you really have to kill me before you can vent your anger?

When Qian Renxue heard the roar, she froze on the spot.

From childhood until now, only one person had ever roared at her—her birth mother, Bibi Dong.

Now there was one more person who had roared at her.

Logically, she should have been very angry.

But why was it that even now, she did not feel angry at all?

She even felt an inexplicable stirring at Chu Hao's domineering air.

It was truly strange.