Sword Douluo, the Scratch-Damage Master, and Tang San's Anticipation (8,000-Word Mega Chapter)

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiao looked at Di Tian in confusion.

"Lin Xiao, I'm begging you, have a little humanity."

"I fetch your water and chop your firewood. I'm practically your servant already. Isn't that enough for you?"

Di Tian was on the verge of tears.

He had just happened to hear Lin Xiao muttering and instinctively come out of the Backyard to take a look, only to find Lin Xiao holding the Forgotten River Water and mumbling to himself.

He was no longer the greenhorn he had once been. He now knew what quite a few items from the jars did, including the Forgotten River Water: it could erase an existing Soul Ring, allowing someone to hunt for a new one.

And with Lin Xiao muttering about him for no apparent reason, he clearly had nothing good in mind.

Besides, after being tormented by Lin Xiao for so long, Di Tian had long since lost his courage to be shattered jade rather than an intact roof tile.

"Oh."

At that moment, Lin Xiao finally understood what Di Tian was thinking and drew out the sound.

"What do you mean, 'oh'?"

Di Tian felt even less reassured.

"Lin Xiao, how exactly do you want me to beg before you'll let me off?"

He panicked.

The less Lin Xiao said, the worse things were bound to be.

"Hehe, take a guess." Lin Xiao looked meaningfully at Di Tian and chuckled.

Di Tian had once been so full of swagger, yet now he was like a frightened quail. Lin Xiao found the thought amusing.

Take a guess?

Guess, my ass!

You've got ten thousand tricks up your sleeve. Who could possibly guess what you're thinking?

Di Tian grumbled inwardly.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiao walked past him toward the Backyard, leaving his voice