Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  The arrogant attitude of Ming Shu ignited Father Bai successfully. He sneered coldly and said, “Little girl, don’t speak so madly. This world is bigger than you think. Your Death Valley is not invincible.”


  Ming Shu smiled indifferently and didn’t get angry at all. “Then you can go find the invincible to treat your daughter.”


  “.……” It felt like a fist punching cotton: useless.

  If you couldn’t anger someone in any way, then this person was either a fool or an elite.

  Clearly the woman opposite was not a fool.

  The atmospheres of both sides were somewhat rigid.

  “Miss.” After appreciating such a good play, the Xiao family’s people finally stood out and said with a much better attitude, “Would you please go with us to take a look at our Miss Xiao? We promise you a large reward.”


  Ming Shu showed a big smile to the Xiao family. Just as those people thought they might have persuaded her, the girl with her pair of moon-like eyebrows spoke out her refusal firmly. “No.”


  “Why? Miss, can you give us a reasonable explanation?” The Xiao family was not angry, but they didn’t give up. If they couldn’t invite this woman from Death Valley, their Miss would suffer a lot and no one else seemed able to cure her.

  Before they came here to invite this doctor, the Lord told them to complete the task no matter what it cost.

  Thinking for a while, Ming Shu said innocently, “I’m not in the right mood.”


  The Xiao family continued to propose various conditions, trying to impress Ming Shu. However, Ming Shu had no interest at all. Then, suddenly, silence befell them.

  “What’s happening here?” A clear voice rang from the other side, breaking the strange atmosphere.

  It was a man dressed in gorgeous clothes. With his handsome appearance, it seemed anyone who took a glance at him would be obsessed. He was leaning against the door frame with crossed arms. He gazed sideways at them, but in fact, all that was reflected in his eyes was Ming Shu’s figure in bright red.

  It was like a burning fire, radiating dazzling light and forming a deep and vast universe in his dark pupils.

  Ming Shu rested her sights on the man only for a second, then quickly moved aside. Why should she meet this procurer again!

  “Qing Chen……” Father Bai’s face also changed slightly. “What are you doing here?”


  This place was not the site of Drunken Flower Pavilion. Why was the evildoer Qing Chen here? What was his purpose?

  “Why can’t I be here?” Qing Chen approached from the other side. His rather long hem dragged along the ground, as soft as a feather passing by. “Lord Bai can come to seek medical treatment, why can’t I?”


  “Are you sick?” Father Bai blurted out.

  Qing Chen moved his eyes a little, and his clear voice sounded slightly ridiculing. “I thought it was not a secret on the continent. Lord Bai seems to be ignorant.”


  A bright light flashed upon Father Bai’s mind. He thought of that rumor that spread on the mainland.

  It was rumored that the master of Drunken Flower Pavilion could not live over 26 years.

  The Drunken Flower Pavilion seemed to be looking for charismatic healers all the time. And this was just like confirming the rumor. No one in the Pavilion had ever come out and denied it.

  So he really couldn’t live over 26?

  “Lord Bai, the Xiao family, everyone, since the Miss has refused all of your requests, please don’t act like clingy babies. Aren’t you embarrassed for yourselves?” Qing Chen didn’t stop talking. “Now, would you like to be kicked out by me, or……?”


  Then he omitted the following words, gazing at Father Bai smilingly.

  Father Bai’s eyes were filled with complexities. He wanted to argue, but was a little awkward.

  “You’re not the only disciple of Death Valley, let’s go.” Father Bai forced himself to find an excuse and left.

  There were many disciples in Death Valley. He didn’t believe that he couldn’t find a person to treat his daughter.

  , he thought.

  Ming Shu slightly raised her eyebrows. She just smiled and didn’t say anything.

  Hui Xue’s expression was one of simmering laughter. If Lord Bai knew that the people of Death Valley all listened to the Miss, she didn’t know whether he would be angered to death.

  The Xiao family looked at Ming Shu, then looked at Qing Chen, but eventually they only had to leave, too.

  As soon as the two gangs left, the corridor was empty and it seemed the air was beginning to circulate properly again.

  With his mouth curled up, Qing Chen broke the silence first. “Miss Zhi Po, I helped drive away two troublemakers for you. How do you plan to thank me?”


  Ming Shu raised her fist. “How about this?”


  “Miss Zhi Po, that may be a little rude.” Qing Chen’s facial expression remained unchanged. “Earlier, Miss Zhi Po smashed my place, I haven’t had time to thank you.”


  “You’re welcome, it’s really not a big deal.” Ming Shu began to cooperate with his acting.

  “In fact, I have long wanted to renovate. But with so many emotional years spent there, I never had the heart to do it. This time, Miss Zhi Po helped me make the decision. I should thank you with both feeling and reason.”


  Ming Shu offered a big and bright smile. “Well, then would you please pay the demolition fee?”


  “.……” When it came to shamelessness, no one dared compare to this one. Qing Chen took a deep breath. “Miss Zhi Po, let’s just drop these hypocritical conversations, isn’t it boring?”


  “Did I start it?”


  “.…… Well, okay, it’s me,” Qing Chen admitted frankly and naturally changed topics. “I wonder if we can go to have a meal together, Miss Zhi Po?”


  “Are we very close?”

  , Ming Shu thought.

  Qing Chen shared ambiguous eye contact with Ming Shu. “We had such chemistry with each other, remember?”


  Ming Shu maintained a calm smile. “What’s the big deal if I touched you? Are you a little girl or what, a touch will make you pregnant?”


  Internally, Qing Chen was losing his grip, but he couldn’t show any sign of that. Resisting the volcanic feeling, he went straight to the point: “Miss Zhi Po, as you heard just now, I have serious things to tell you.”


  “Medical treatment?” Ming Shu smiled. “I can’t do that, you need to look for someone else.”


  “Fuck.” Qing Chen could not help but burst out with foul language.

  The vision that Ming Shu had just tried to shove aside solidified on Qing Chen’s face again, and her expression became a little strange.

  Qing Chen quickly disguised this by looking straight into the questioning eyes of Ming Shu. “Miss Zhi Po is the master of Death Valley. If you can’t cure the disease, would there be anyone else in the world who can?”


  , Qing Chen said to himself.

  He wanted to strangle this woman.

  “Regardless, I can’t. You’re welcome to leave now.” Ming Shu waved her hand at Qing Chen, looking like an innocent bystander.

  She had no interest in saving other people’s lives; this skill was too boring for her.

  “Zhi Po……”


  Before Qing Chen finished the following sentence, Ming Shu had already rushed at him like an arrow.

  Qing Chen’s figure was swept away and slammed into the potted plant in the hallway. The pot was fiercely cracked, and porcelain and vegetation were strewn all over the floor.

  A lot of mud had splashed on Qing Chen’s clothes, and a few leaves were stuck in his hair, making him look rather embarrassing.