Laughing at What? Unmoved by Carrot or Stick

Chapter 143: Laughing at What? Unmoved by Carrot or Stick

When Hua Xiaqing saw Fang Shu come knocking so eagerly, trying to pull strings without even bringing a gift, she instantly lost interest.

With drooping eyelids, she casually said, "Whether he's here or not, don't you have eyes of your own?"

Seeing this, Fang Shu found it amusing and deliberately asked again, "Is Steward Sun here?"

"Pah!" Hua Xiaqing could not be bothered with him now. She sneered a few times, continued cracking melon seeds as though no one else existed, and tapped the counter with her hand, hinting for some benefits.

What answered her was a crisp smack!

Hua Xiaqing's body swayed, and her mind went blank. Her face immediately burned, numb and tingling.

She raised her head in disbelief and stared dumbly at Fang Shu, her hand still frozen in the motion of cracking melon seeds.

"Y-you... why did you hit me?"

Her voice trembled, thick with grievance.

It had been Fang Shu. He had flicked his sleeve, using it like a whip to lash her hard across the face.

Fang Shu slowly gathered his sleeves and said, "Fellow Daoist Hua, what are you laughing at?"

At those words, Hua Xiaqing angrily flung down the melon seeds. Covering half her face, she forgot even to strike back and instead cried out in habitual indignation, "Is it wrong to laugh?"

Only after saying that did Hua Xiaqing suddenly remember that the one who had slapped her was not Steward Sun or the others, but Fang Shu.

A surging rage finally rose in her chest. Yet seeing Fang Shu continue standing before her without the slightest fear, Hua Xiaqing was struck by uncertainty.

She kept one hand over her face and only dared mutter darkly, "Fang Shu! This is the