The Bone-Scraping Blade felt her already cracked Dao heart tottering once again.
There was no need to have Cao Fuhu investigate.
This was absolutely Jiang Ping'an's offspring. The Bone-Scraping Blade would stake her chastity on it.
Lianshan Xin looked at the Bone-Scraping Blade, who had suddenly begun radiating killing intent, utterly at sea.
He had been so careful. How had he still managed to anger the Bone-Scraping Blade?
Had this woman hit menopause?
Was she really this mercurial?
Lianshan Xin was frightened and dared not speak.
The Bone-Scraping Blade was furious and did not want to speak.
And so, the atmosphere in the room instantly became painfully awkward.
That awkwardness convinced Lianshan Xin that his answer just now might have stepped on a mine.
Did this sis really have that many land mines?
As a Great Grandmaster of Little Red Book, Lianshan Xin had roamed its depths and perfected his cultivation. In his previous life, he had never offended the sisters and could precisely avoid every land mine. Now, he felt he actually could not get a handle on the Bone-Scraping Blade, the sis with the best reputation in the Jianghu.
Lianshan Xin could not accept this.
After living two lives, had my Redology actually regressed?
This was the Bone-Scraping Blade, after all, the female bodhisattva most beloved by men under heaven.
Rumor in the Jianghu had it that if someone caught the Bone-Scraping Blade's eye, even a beggar could enjoy a little favor.
She really was a pure bodhisattva of that sort, treating everyone equally, from princes and nobles above to peddlers and porters below.
Thus, despite her place in the Demon Cult, plenty of people in the Jianghu were willing to support her.
The Bone-Scraping Blade was also "Great Yu's Lin Xian'er" in Lianshan Xin's mind.
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