After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 720: It’s Not About the Quantity of Gifts, but Filling Them Up

Chapter 720: Chapter 720: It’s Not About the Quantity of Gifts, but Filling Them Up

Such an ambitious State Preceptor, would you say he is a genteel gentleman who lives free of worldly strife?

That’s obviously not possible.

As Shi Yaoguang watched him, he also watched Shi Yaoguang with a wary gaze.

It could be seen from the interaction between Shi Yaoguang and Heavenly Dao.

Heavenly Dao seemed to have some fear of Shi Yaoguang.

However, he didn’t really consider Shi Yaoguang as a significant opponent either.

If Heavenly Dao exists in this world and knows a few people, it is naturally quite normal.

Perhaps, Shi Yaoguang just has a good relationship with Heavenly Dao.

Having a good relationship with Heavenly Dao doesn’t prove anything.

Rather...

It’s someone he can normally target for his attacks.

With this thought, Heavenly Dao revealed a smug smile.

However, that smile didn’t last long.

He was soon humiliated by Shi Yaoguang.

Because...

Shi Yaoguang stretched out her hand and condensed lightning.

"Boom——"

Zhao Muze, unscathed by the thunder Heavenly Dao called down upon him, didn’t take Shi Yaoguang’s lightning to heart.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yaoguang’s lightning struck him solidly.

At the moment the lightning struck him, Zhao Muze even felt like his soul had been electrocuted.

"You..."

Zhao Muze gritted his teeth and, just as he opened his mouth, a puff of black smoke came out.

Zhao Muze: "..."

Heavenly Dao: "..."

Seeing Zhao Muze’s miserable state, Heavenly Dao felt a bit of happiness mixed with irritation.

Naturally, he was pleased to see Zhao Muze struck by lightning.

Only...

The thunder he called forth couldn’t harm Zhao Muze in the slightest.

Yet, the lightning Shi Yaoguang summoned could roast him inside and out.

No matter how you look at it, that’s hardly a comfortable or joyous affair.

He, the exalted Heavenly Dao, couldn’t even compare to a weak woman like Shi Yaoguang, which was ridiculous.

Yet...

He had no way to change that.

Thinking of this, he became even more introverted.

Shi Yaoguang didn’t care whether Heavenly Dao was introverted or not.

With a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, she looked at Zhao Muze with a hint of provocation, "National Master, how was the taste of being struck by lightning? Not too bad, right?"

Zhao Muze’s hair stood on end, and his face and body were covered in soot.

He looked particularly ludicrous.

Especially when he started to speak—his distinct black and white appearance gave off the impression of an African.

Shi Yaoguang couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

With a dark face, Zhao Muze gritted his teeth, "Shi Yaoguang..."

Shi Yaoguang, unable to discern his expression through his soot-covered face, innocently shrugged, "You don’t need to be so agitated, I know you’re very thankful to me."

"I am a good person, after all."

"If you want to experience being struck by lightning again, I’d be happy to oblige~"

Hearing her draw out the "oh~," Zhao Muze felt even more infuriated.

He, the National Master of Zhao Country, had always had a smooth sailing life, yet now he had suffered such a significant setback at the hands of Shi Yaoguang, an utter humiliation!

With this thought, his hatred for Shi Yaoguang deepened even further.

And yet, Shi Yaoguang didn’t take him seriously at all.

Shi Yaoguang had the power to crush him, something Zhao Muze had already experienced firsthand.

A head-on confrontation was definitely not possible.

He must think of a foolproof plan.

Zhao Muze thought hard and finally came up with a good idea.

"Miss Shi, I was blind and offended you previously."

Shi Yaoguang nodded, indicating for him to continue.

Zhao Muze could only obediently go on, "Here, I want to offer you my apologies and hope you can forgive me."

After he finished, he bowed to Shi Yaoguang.

Shi Yaoguang waited a few seconds and, seeing that he had no other response, couldn’t help but blink, "Is that all?"

Zhao Muze also had a baffled look on his face.

As if to ask, "Is there anything else needed?"

Shi Yaoguang let out a cold laugh, "The National Master surely can’t be naive enough to think that an apology only requires words. Where’s the gesture?"

"Could it be that the National Master, so esteemed, believes merely speaking an apology is enough for me to forgive you? Or could it be that the National Master doesn’t understand the first thing about manners? If that’s the case, I’m not without understanding."

Hearing this, Zhao Muze’s face grew even darker, yet given his current appearance, even if he turned as black as the bottom of a pot, no one would be able to tell.

Indeed, Zhao Muze had really thought that by demeaning himself to apologize, Shi Yaoguang ought to forgive him.

He had never considered the possibility that Shi Yaoguang might not want to.

After all.

He was the State Preceptor.

Shi Yaoguang had no intention of indulging him, "Since the National Master wishes to apologize, you should show some sincerity. I know the National Master holds a noble status and probably never had to apologize before, and even if you did, no one might dare to question it. But I am different."

She was particularly scathing, "I won’t forgive your offense based on a few words from you, the National Master. Even though I am a kind person and wouldn’t hold a grudge over a gift from you, purposely summoning heavenly thunder to strike you down."

"But still, I am a common person and, after all, I do hope you will take me seriously."

Zhao Muze: "..."

He was stunned by Shi Yaoguang’s shamelessness.

Gifts and apologies, shouldn’t they be offered willingly?

What did she mean by this?

Actively demanding them?

This was just too forward.

Zhao Muze inwardly sighed in exasperation.

Yet he didn’t show it on his face.

On the contrary, he even had to show a look of agreement, "It’s my oversight. Of course, there is a gift."

He said this but seemed somewhat embarrassed, "However, if I go to get it now, it might take some time, and I can’t carry too much by myself..."

"You don’t need to worry about that. I can accompany you there," said Shi Yaoguang as she appeared by his side in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, a Space Button appeared in her hand.

Zhao Muze looked at the Space Button in her hand, his heart skipped a beat as a bad premonition sprouted.

The next second, he heard Shi Yaoguang speak in a very understanding voice, "I know, the National Master truly intends to offer an apology. So... naturally, I won’t make things difficult for the National Master or reject your kindness."

As she spoke, she placed the Space Button in his hand, "The gift really doesn’t need to be too much. Just fill it up will do."

Hearing this, the National Master almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Fill it up??? That’s not too much?!

Don’t think that just because he’s always been on this island, he doesn’t know what a Space Button is!

Despite its appearance as a button-sized piece of technology, only the owner knows how many cubic meters it contains.

Zhao Muze even considered a possibility.

That is...

This Space Button could fit the whole island.

However, this possibility was quickly dismissed by him.

He "saw" the storage range of the Space Button.

It wasn’t that large.

It was only about as big as the Golden Throne Hall in the Imperial Palace of Zhao Country; he could still accept that.

Bullshit!

He couldn’t accept it!

Although he had absorbed a millennium of Qi, this didn’t mean he had that much strength!