Well--
Jiang Fan's expression was stunned, with a hint of bewilderment and fear mixed in with the stunned look.
His face practically screamed something like, "Is this how I woke up?" or "Did the Pope punch a hole in this guy's brain?"
He was so frightened that he forgot the pain in his body and desperately tried to move further into the bed.
Not to mention Jiang Fan, even the Crazy Old Man next to him stared wide-eyed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
Having served the Holy Lord for many years, this was the first time he had ever seen the Little Turtle show such concern and care for someone other than the Holy Lord.
Thinking of this, the Crazy Old Man's gaze toward Jiang Fan became more serious once again.
Upon closer inspection, he is handsome, and the more you look at him, the more pleasing he becomes. He's the kind of person who makes you think, "Wow, he's so handsome!" and then "He's even more handsome the more you look at him." You could say he's stunning at first glance and quite pleasing to the eye in the long run.
that is,
Well, how should I put it?
His entire demeanor was completely different from the person he remembered.
After a few seconds of random thoughts, the Crazy Old Man quickly shook his head.
He couldn't help but think to himself, "How can someone so old still indulge in such fantastical tales? He actually thinks there's some connection between those two? How could that be? This kid is his precious disciple, someone he's been planning to nurture properly. With this kid's talent, his future achievements will be no less than Yan Tianyang's, perhaps even surpassing him, reaching the level of the Holy Lord."
If that's the case, when he sees the Holy Lord again, he'll definitely make Jiang Fan avenge him properly. That infuriating guy has given him a good spanking.
If one day Jiang Fan can fight back for him...
At this moment, the image of Jiang Fan slapping the Holy Lord's butt was playing in the Crazy Old Man's mind, and his eyes narrowed into a smile.
Seeing that Jiang Fan didn't speak, the little Little Turtle became even more anxious.
Why aren't you saying anything? Is your throat too dry? Let me get you some water.
Before he could finish speaking, the Little Turtle had already jumped off the bed and darted to the table to pour water.
In another flash, she was back beside Jiang Fan, holding the water glass in both hands, bringing it to Jiang Fan's lips, and then gazing at him expectantly.
Jiang Fan couldn't take it anymore. The Little Turtle's appearance gave him the feeling that if he didn't say something, he might just feed it water.
"You, put the water down, I can do it myself."
Jiang Fan originally wanted to say that he didn't want to drink, but when he opened his mouth, his throat was indeed quite dry.
As he struggled to get up, his body shattered, the Little Turtle leaped onto his back and used its shell to prop him up.
Jiang Fan subconsciously stepped aside, took a couple of sips of water with a very strange feeling, and then his scrutinizing and suspicious gaze fell back on the Little Turtle.
"You... you got your brain kicked by the Pope?"
"Your brain's been kicked out of it!" the Little Turtle retorted instinctively.
He had just finished criticizing Jiang Fan when he immediately realized that Jiang Fan was no longer the same person he used to be, and his status was different. He regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself.
If Jiang Fan hadn't instructed it not to reveal his identity when he awakened his master's memories, it would have slapped itself twice.
But if given the opportunity now, Jiang Fan, with his intelligence, would surely be able to see through it.
If Jiang Fan were to guess something and it were to affect its master's grand plan, then it would be utterly guilty and deserve to die a thousand deaths!
"Phew—" Jiang Fan let out a deep breath.
Thankfully, I still roasted him like before; looks like I haven't lost my mind.
His gaze shifted and landed on the Crazy Old Man.
Actually, he saw the Crazy Old Man when he woke up, but he was too startled by the Little Turtle's words and actions to notice.
How did you get here?
"Isn't it all because of you?" the Crazy Old Man said irritably.
"I?"
"Nonsense! You're getting bolder and bolder these days. You didn't even tell me before going inside the gate to kill the Ruins Species. Don't you know your strength will be suppressed once you go in? I know you're reckless, but there's a limit to how reckless you can be."
At this point, overcome with emotion, the Crazy Old Man flicked Jiang Fan's forehead.
The sound was incredibly loud, and the spot where it was hit instantly became red and swollen.
Just as Jiang Fan was about to say something, the Little Turtle suddenly jumped between him and the Crazy Old Man, acting like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and bristled at the Crazy Old Man.
It was literally a bristling mess; the only tuft of hair on the Little Turtle's head stood up straight and bristled, while it gestured wildly, baring its teeth and claws, spitting everywhere.
"You Little One, who gave you permission to lay a hand on him? Who gave you permission to lay a hand on him? Do you even know who you hit? If you knock something wrong with his head, believe me, I'll fight Lord Turtle to the death!"
After finishing his rant, the Little Turtle, under the stunned and shocked gaze of the Crazy Old Man, turned around and immediately began to fawn over Jiang Fan.
"Let me see, oh my, it's all red. Let me blow on it for you."
Her voice was full of heartache, Little Turtle pouted as it was about to blow air onto Jiang Fan's forehead.
Holy crap!
Jiang Fan didn't know where he got the strength from, or perhaps he was just really startled, but he suddenly jumped off the bed.
If the Crazy Old Man hadn't reacted quickly and caught him, he probably would have collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
"What the hell are you doing? Did the Pope really kick your brain and damage it?"
With the Crazy Old Man by his side, Jiang Fan said whatever came to mind, knowing the Crazy Old Man would always protect him.
"What's wrong with me? I'm just concerned about you, okay?"
The Little Turtle's tone was somewhat aggrieved, and the aggrieved look in its eyes as it looked at Jiang Fan was even more pronounced.
"Hiss--" Jiang Fan rubbed his arms, feeling so many goosebumps that he could cook a dish for the Crazy Old Man to go with his drinks.
" Crazy Old Man, hurry up and check it out, see if it's lost its mind? Anyway, don't let it near me."
That's terrifying!
The Crazy Old Man was also quite frightened, his suspicious gaze sweeping over the Little Turtle from head to toe.
Seeing the two of them like this, the Little Turtle belatedly realized that its behavior was too abnormal. Remembering its master's instructions, it puffed out its chest and said:
"Don't misunderstand, I'm not concerned about you. It's purely because of that girl from the Wang Family. She now firmly believes you are the reincarnation of the master and told me to protect you and not let you lose a single hair. That girl from the Wang Family is the master's lover, so her words are practically equivalent to the master's words. Therefore, I have to protect you."
"That's all?" This explanation didn't completely convince Jiang Fan. "Then you weren't as exaggerated as you were just now—well, not like that."
Considering the earlier incident where the Little Turtle planned to self-destruct, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel that something was amiss.
Faced with Jiang Fan's suspicions, the Little Turtle felt like its brain was about to explode.
Stop being so narrow-minded, get your brain working!