Jiang Fan blinked. "No, what do you mean by 'dare to do it but not dare to admit it'? The problem is I didn't do it, so what right do I have to admit it!"
"Hmph! Everyone knows about your affair, what are you trying to deny!"
"I'm fucking--"
Jiang Fan really wanted to swear, but he was lying down and couldn't move, and he was afraid that Lan Mingxi would beat him up.
Well, actually, even if he could move, if Lan Mingxi wanted to beat him up, he could only take the beating.
"Rumors stop with the wise!" Jiang Fan raised his voice.
"There's no smoke without fire!" Lan Mingxi's voice was even louder.
"So what if I had a rumored affair with Ye Qizhen? What, do you mean I'm having an affair with him?"
After Jiang Fan finished speaking, Lan Mingxi stared intently at him with her wrinkled eyes, her gaze so focused and intense that it sent chills down his spine.
A few seconds later, Lan Mingxi spoke solemnly.
It's more of a warning than a serious matter.
"I know you young people like to have fun, and I'm not some old-fashioned relic, but now that you're with my granddaughter, you're not allowed to do these kinds of messy things!"
Damn it!!!
Jiang Fan closed his eyes, indicating that he didn't want to say another word!
And so, let the world end.
The scene changes.
Fortress No. 31.
After paying respects to his children and grandchildren, the Crazy Old Man returned to the cemetery management office.
My craving for alcohol kicked in, but alas, there was no good food.
"I really miss that brat's cooking. He's probably Outer Wilderness Zone right now, killing monsters like crazy. I don't know why he loves killing monsters so much."
In truth, he also wished he could kill all the demonic beasts to avenge his family.
But his motivation was simply killing for revenge, while Jiang Fan was different; this guy seemed to be doing it purely out of hobby.
Well, whether it's a hobby or something else, he should just cook a few dishes himself and have a good meal.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Crazy Old Man used his Psychic Power to control the pots and pans, getting them busy.
" Spirit Master is definitely better!"
After uttering those words, the person's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Gradually, my thoughts drifted away, and memories began to surface.
The man, who looked like an immortal, lay languidly on the wicker chair, the gentle glow of the setting sun casting a mysterious veil over him.
"Gurgle, gurgle—" came the sound of my stomach rumbling.
The man slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the little boy who was cultivating.
"Little one, let's cook, I'm hungry."
The little boy glared at him speechlessly, "You're hungry, can't you cook for yourself?"
"I'm just lazy," the man said matter-of-factly.
The little boy was utterly speechless.
Speechless as he was, the little boy was quick to act, immediately using a wisp of his Psychic Power to control the pots and pans and start cooking.
Seeing this, a rare hint of envy appeared in the man's eyes.
" Spirit Master is definitely better!"
After an unknown amount of time, the aroma of food pulled the Crazy Old Man back to reality.
He shook his head and sighed, "As you get older, you just like reminiscing about the past."
He's old, he's old. If that person is still alive, he's probably old too.
The times belong to the young people now.
"It should be said that this is the era of that kid dominating... Enjoy it to the fullest..."
"Hiss--"
Jiang Fan tried to get up, but the pain made him grimace, and he lay back down.
Lan Mingxi glanced at him and pursed her lips.
"Awooo--Damn human, I've found you!"
The roaring sound suddenly drew closer.
"Oh no! That beast is here!"
Lan Mingxi grabbed Jiang Fan, lifted him up, hoisted him onto her shoulder, and took off running.
The speed was incredible, and the visual impact was amazing!
Of course, this wasn't the main point for Jiang Fan.
The key point is that the old man was only concerned with escaping for his life, and in his panic, he didn't know which way to go, so he even managed to carve out a path where there was none.
This caused Jiang Fan to constantly get scraped by tree branches and rocks.
It's fortunate that he has strong physical attributes. If it were an ordinary Spirit Master, or even Martial Artist of the same level, let alone a fragile Spirit Master, they would have been badly injured.
"Slow down~ slow down~~~"
Jiang Fan was jolted so much that his internal organs felt like they were about to shift.
"It won't slow down at all!"
As soon as Lan Mingxi finished speaking, she sped up again.
If it weren't for the increasingly terrifying aura emanating from behind, Jiang Fan would have suspected that the old man was deliberately causing trouble.
"What exactly is the strength of that beast?"
"Not high, just a mere Half-Divine Beast."
What??
Jiang Fan was stunned.
Half-Divine Beast?
You fucking say "merely"~~
"Yes, you're right. It's just a Half-Divine Beast. With your strength, swatting it is as easy as swatting a fly. I think you shouldn't run away, just kill it directly. I'll cook it for you, you can just focus on killing it. My cooking skills are top-notch."
"It's easy for me to kill it, but the problem is I still have you, this burden. Although I really dislike you, there's nothing I can do. My Little Shengxue just had some kind of brain fart and fell for you. If I stop and something happens to you, my Little Shengxue will be heartbroken." Lan Mingxi said without batting an eye.
Jiang Fan "..."
The terrifying aura behind them drew ever closer.
Although Jiang Fan is currently extremely weak and unable to use his Psychic Power.
But it was also noticeable that it wasn't the monsters behind them that were moving faster, but rather the old man himself that was moving slower.
It seems the old man suffered a considerable injury earlier.
"Awooo------Give me back my wife's life! Give me back my child's life! Return the Crimson Heart Bodhi!" the Half-Divine Beast roared hysterically.
Um?
"What else did you take from them— the Crimson Heart Bodhi? What treasure? Show it to me!"
Seeing Jiang Fan's eyes light up, Lan Mingxi said in an annoyed tone:
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, kid. Let me tell you, don't even think about it! That thing is for my eldest granddaughter to use when she breaks through her cultivation level!"
Upon hearing that it was for Lan Shengxue, Jiang Fan immediately abandoned his idea of keeping the treasure for himself.
"Can't I at least take a look?"
"Screw you! Is this the time to be looking?"
Lan Mingxi's beard was practically standing on end in anger. Couldn't this kid have a shred of sense of crisis?
"My sister won't do." Jiang Fan paused, then added, "My older sister won't do either."
The old man was about to explode, yelling, "You motherfucker—"
"My mom won't do it either."
Jiang Fan had barely finished speaking when the old man tossed him out.
"You brat, just fend for yourself!"
"No, no! I was just trying to ease the tension so you could relax and run faster."
Jiang Fan panicked a little; he had really messed things up.
"Awooo!!!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar, Jiang Fan, amidst a buzzing in his brain, finally saw the true face of the Half-Divine Beast.