Ning Shu carefully pinched the blade and shifted it towards the side with a smile. “Sir, let’s talk things out, alright? What need is there to be in such a rush? You just want me to go to Xiangguo Temple, right? I feel like my fortune has seriously been bad lately. It’d probably be good for me to offer some incense to dispel the bad luck.”


  “Moreover, to prove that I’m the daughter of a good family and not the holy maiden of the Demonic Cult, I’ll definitely help Alliance Head capture Gong Wumei, that devil, to uphold the moral standards of the martial arts community!” said Ning Shu in a very enthusiastic tone.

  Yan Nanzhu lowered his sword and sheathED it.

  “As expected of someone from the Demonic Cult, you have a glib tongue. However, no matter what you say, I won’t believe you. The people of the Demonic Cult are the most skilled in stirring up the public sentiment through false statements,” said Yan Nanzhu coldly.

  Ning Shu: …


  Ning Shu was forced to follow Yan Nanzhu to Xiangguo Temple. However, she was pretty sure that Gong Wumei wouldn’t show up.

  On the way there, Ning Shu’s looks caused some disturbances. After all, there would always exist evil tyrants that wanted to forcefully snatch women. Yan Nanzhu had excellent martial arts so not a single of the hoodlums they encountered was able to even touch Ning Shu’s hair.

  However, Yan Nanzhu’s expression kept darkening. He looked at Ning Shu coldly and said, “As expected of a witch, you bewitch men wherever you go.”


  Ning Shu was currently sitting by the fire and gnawing on a drumstick. She threw the bone to the side, wiped at the oil on her mouth, then said mildly, “I have to say, I really don’t like hearing that.”


  “Could it be that you’re not the one that’s bewitching those men?” Yan Nanzhu stared straight at her. The leaping flames reflected in his eyes made his eyes exceptionally dazzling.

  Ning Shu stretched and said, “Rather than saying that it’s my fault, why don’t you say that it’s the men’s faults? I’ve looked like this since I was little, I’m just this beautiful. My looks were the gift of my parents. I haven’t harmed others for the sake of my looks, it’s actually the men that want to snatch me just because I’m beautiful. It’s clearly the men’s faults, why are you blaming it on me? It’s men who are lecherous, but you’re blaming me for being beautiful? Alliance Head, why don’t you berate those men for bullying women and children instead of blaming me for bewitching people? Men can’t even control their lower halves, and they’re blaming it on women?”


  Nan Yanzhu stared dumbstruck for a few moment, then he said, “As expected of a witch, you mislead the people with lies and twist the truth.”


  At the very core of it, it was just male chauvinism. Everything was the fault of women. Tsk tsk tsk. Just because this ma’am was beautiful didn’t mean you could violate me by saying sh*t like the woman was dressed revealing on purpose to seduce.

  Ning Shu didn’t feel like talking to him anymore. In the end, it was just that women had lower status so they had no choice but to bear the unjust accusations.

  She leaned against a tree in preparation to sleep. Suddenly, she recalled something and opened her eyes. “Alliance Head, as the upright leader of the martial arts circles, you wouldn’t be like those men and wouldn’t be lusting after my body, right?”


  Yan Nanzhu’s face immediately contorted and he said in a disdain-filled tone, “There’s no way I would have feelings for a witch like you. I only want a relationship of mutual feelings.”


  “That’s good, I was really worried that you would end up being captivated by my looks and do something stupid,” said Ning Shu in a relieved tone.

  Yan Nanzhu: …