Donger's Embarrassment, Xu Zi's Death Wish

Wang Donger's face instantly turned red. She hurriedly slapped his hand away, took half a step back, and turned her head aside.

"N-No! I was just a little curious! If you don't want to tell me, then forget it!"

"Hmm... it's not like I can't tell you."

Jiang Ziming deliberately drew out his words.

Wang Donger's ears twitched. Unable to resist, she turned back and leaned a little closer, asking softly,

"Then... what would make you willing to tell me?"

Seeing her curious yet reserved appearance, Jiang Ziming felt like teasing her and said with a perfectly serious expression,

"This is my greatest secret. I don't tell just anyone, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Wang Donger blinked.

"Unless Donger gives me a kiss."

Before he had even finished speaking, Wang Donger's face flushed all the way to her ears.

She abruptly recoiled a step, crossed her hands over her chest, and stared at him with wide eyes, her voice both embarrassed and angry.

"You... you've finally revealed your evil nature! Don't even think about it!"

Jiang Ziming could not help laughing at how she looked like an enraged kitten with its fur standing on end.

He was just about to tease her some more.

Then, suddenly...

A hurricane rose in the sky without any warning!

The gale howled, sweeping fallen leaves and dust into the air and making their robes snap wildly in the wind.

An incomparably terrifying pressure descended from above as though it had substance, nearly crushing the breath out of them.

Jiang Ziming's pupils suddenly contracted.

This presence... was incredibly powerful!

Before he could make any response at all, a gray figure appeared before him out of thin air like a ghost.

It was an old man draped in a gray cloak, thin and gaunt, with grizzled hair and a wine gourd in his hand.

Standing before Jiang Ziming, his cloudy old eyes held a trace of amusement, while a faint, inscrutable smile curved his lips.

"That's right. This brat has finally exposed his evil nature."

His voice was hoarse and lazy, but his eyes were like those of a hawk, fixed firmly upon Jiang Ziming.

Before his words had faded, he reached out. His five fingers curled like claws as he grabbed at Jiang Ziming's shoulder with lightning speed!

Jiang Ziming reacted swiftly. Almost instinctively, he shoved Wang Donger away with one palm while violently retreating backward himself!

But compared to Xu Zi, his speed was simply far too slow.

Wang Donger staggered several steps from his push, but quickly regained her footing.

As for Jiang Ziming...

His vision blurred, and a withered hand had already seized his collar tightly, lifting his entire body off the ground.

Jiang Ziming looked down at the hand clutching his collar, then raised his head to look at the smiling old man before him. He could not help feeling stifled with frustration.

Though he was only at three rings in strength, with the support of the Xuanyuan Sword and the Ice Emperor, he could still put up a fight against a Soul King-level opponent.

Yet before this old bastard, he had not even had time to react before being lifted up like a chick.

"Senior Xu Zi?! What are you doing? Why are you grabbing Ziming...?"

At the side, Wang Donger finally recognized the newcomer and cried out in alarm.

Xu Zi ignored Wang Donger's cry. He merely looked at Jiang Ziming in his hand with a smile, as if examining an interesting object.

He leaned closer, picked his nose with his other hand, and then spoke unhurriedly.

"Brat, this old man has a few questions for you. Will you cooperate obediently, or do you want this old man to use some methods?"

Xu Zi held Jiang Ziming by the collar and leaned in with a smile. Wine fumes puffed from his nostrils as he prepared to continue questioning him.

Suddenly, he felt a chill!

That chill did not come from the weather, but from behind him.

A terrifying presence that made even him, a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, feel his scalp go numb surged up behind him like a tide.

Before he could even turn around, a slender jade foot carrying force powerful enough to tear space apart slammed viciously into his lower back!

Boom!!!

Xu Zi flew away like a cannonball.

He plowed a trench dozens of meters long through the ground.

Dirt and stones flew everywhere, and in the end, he crashed headfirst into a flowerbed by the roadside, his legs pointing skyward in a thoroughly miserable state.

Jiang Ziming landed steadily, straightened his rumpled collar, and looked up.

Xiao Wu stood before him. Her pink hair fluttered in the wind, and the face that usually bore a gentle smile was now as cold as frost. Icy killing intent surged within her pink eyes.

Her right leg remained extended from the kick. That long, slender leg wrapped in pure white stockings gleamed with a cold luster beneath the sunlight.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Xu Zi pulled his head out of the flowerbed and spat out a mouthful of dirt. Covered in dust, he scrambled to his feet and pointed angrily at Xiao Wu.

"You little girl! I let you off last time because you were young, and you actually dare kick this old man?!"

Xiao Wu did not answer. Her figure flashed, and she appeared before him again, delivering another kick!

Xu Zi was, after all, a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo. He had been caught completely off guard by the first kick, but now that he was prepared, he immediately crossed his arms to block it.

Thud!!!

With a dull, thunderous impact, the ground beneath Xu Zi's feet cracked apart, fissures spreading several meters in every direction.

His body was driven several meters backward by that tremendous force, his feet carving two deep furrows into the ground.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Xu Zi's expression changed.

"You..."

Before he could say more, Xiao Wu's third kick had already arrived.

This time, he did not even have time to block.

Xiao Wu's movement technique was so fast that it exceeded what his eyes could track. She circled to his side at an unbelievable angle and swept a whip-like kick across his ribs.

Xu Zi was sent flying sideways, smashing through a roadside tree so thick that two people would have needed to join arms to encircle it. He bounced twice along the ground before barely coming to a stop.

Lying prone on the ground, he coughed twice, feeling as though all his old bones were about to fall apart.

"W-Wait a moment!"

He raised one hand, wanting to say something.

Xiao Wu was burning with rage. How could she possibly listen to Xu Zi?

If she had not constantly sensed her master's condition, then because of her negligence, her master might have nearly been harmed by this damned old man!

She walked over, grabbed Xu Zi by the collar, lifted him entirely off the ground, and then...

One punch.

Two punches!

Three punches!!

Each punch was wrapped in soul power like a disinfecting glove, smashing solidly into Xu Zi's face—fast, vicious, and striking flesh with every blow.

Xu Zi was beaten until stars danced before his eyes and blood spurted from his nose. He did not even have a chance to fight back.

"Please show mercy, Your Excellency!"

All of a sudden, an aged and imposing voice rang out.

An old man in white robes appeared in midair out of thin air.

Mu En gently waved a hand, and a soft wave of soul power separated Xiao Wu from Xu Zi.

The moment Xu Zi saw Mu En, he looked as though he had found his savior. He scrambled over and threw himself at Mu En, clutching his leg as he wailed miserably,

"Elder Mu! You finally came! Look what this little girl has done to me! I'm an elder of Shrek's Sea God Pavilion! She actually dared to hit me! You have to stand up for me!"