Zhu Yu had been gone since early that morning. Otherwise, Ning Xiang would have been worrying about how to face him later.
With his master away, the Nine-Headed Jiao let loose, charging madly in nine different directions.
Ning Pingzhang was furious. He straightened his crown, rolled up his sleeves, and gave the Nine-Headed Jiao a thorough thrashing.
The honest, good-natured eldest: My younger brothers were the ones making trouble. Why are you beating me?
The hot-tempered second: Hit me again if you dare! Even if you beat me to death, I'll never bow my head!
The sweet, gullible third: A beating means affection, a scolding means love. True Lord Shangyang, love me one more time!
Ning Xiang pretended to rest with her eyes closed while secretly summoning the system.
"Damn system, shouldn't you check the script? I think the plot has gone off the rails."
The system had only just awakened, and the plot before it nearly sent it into another fit. It cried in despair:
[What have you done? I was back at the factory for repairs for less than a month. How have you almost seduced the Demon King already?]
Ning Xiang said unhappily, "What do you mean by that? I'm not a masochist. Why would I try to seduce the Demon King? He's clearly the one tormenting me, okay?"
The system hastily tried to cover its tracks: ``` [I panicked and misspoke just now. Don't take it to heart.]
[In any case, remember that you're just a villainous supporting female character. You exist only to deepen the feelings between the male and female leads and move the plot forward. You're not allowed to have thoughts of your own. Do you want to suffer another punishment from Lord Heavenly Dao, just like fifteen years ago?]