Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1002 - 250: A Single Sentence Incited An Eternal Opposition

Chapter 1002: Chapter 250: A Single Sentence Incited An Eternal Opposition

While Mourinho was bending over the table, pinching the goose quill pen and writing on the parchment scroll, Master Puskas gave Liu Zhenghan a slight smile, nodding happily. It was clear that the master was pleased to see Liu Zhenghan and Mourinho at least standing together and coexisting peacefully, minimizing their discord to the lowest level.

Seeing that Mourinho had finished writing the letter of introduction with a few strokes, and was now airing the ink, Master Puskas suddenly remembered something. He thought this was an appropriate time to mention it.

"Jose, I forgot to tell you, Richard’s little parrot was poisoned by a toxin secretly applied by the Blood Elves, and as soon as I mention it, you’ll know—it’s ’Bloody Mary’..." The master paused for a moment, wanting to observe Mourinho’s expression closely, while the Swan High Priest was hanging his head, fiddling with that piece of parchment.

"...Tang Beryljenna had also performed the bloodletting cleansing for the little parrot and must have been poisoned by the same toxin, including later when she helped the parrot undergo a second blood cleansing, which has also been found to be poisoned. I know you Medusas have a kind of odd gu that feeds on poison, Jose, could you while helping your Ice Phoenix detoxify, also extend a hand to help Richard too..." Master Saint Chiao hadn’t finished speaking when the goose quill pen in Mourinho’s hand "snap", broke into two.

"Jose... What’s wrong with you..." Master Puskas suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit off. Mourinho was still, head bowed and not moving, clutching the two broken pieces of the pen in his fingers, his knuckles turned iron blue from exerting too much force. He was only making "huffing" and "puffing" breathing sounds, like a wild beast suppressing its beastly nature.

"Jose... What happened to you..." Master Puskas was puzzled inside, thinking he hadn’t said anything wrong!

Liu Zhenghan mentally cursed at the bad omen, and as for exactly what was wrong, he couldn’t pin it down, but he was sure it had something to do with Tang Beryljenna.

"How is it always trouble you’ve caused? Bloody Mary? Am I... Now are you satisfied?" Mourinho slowly raised his head, staring fixedly at Liu Zhenghan, his handsome face completely contorted, turning into an appalling grimace, and the icy tone in his voice sent shivers down one’s spine.

"What do you mean ’am I satisfied’?" Though Liu Zhenghan was a bit confused, seeing Mourinho’s complexion made him inexplicably guilty, and seeing the Swan High Priest’s disapproval, Yitiao immediately moved from behind the boss to his right side, on full alert.

"You’ve always wanted to see Tang Beryljenna suffer misfortunes, haven’t you? That has always been your way, right? It seems you take a perverse pleasure in harming my Ice Phoenix, always have. This time it’s gone too far, even involving Bloody Mary!" Mourinho’s eyes seemed to turn into a pool of flaming tar, full of roaring flames that could melt all metal and willpower.

"Jose... This incident was an accident. Look, even Yitiao has been poisoned by Bloody Mary, hasn’t he?" Master Saint Chiao hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over.

"This—has—nothing—to—do—with—you—" Mourinho half-turned to look at the master, repeating the phrase with a low voice, word for word, twice, mixing something in his tone that made the master’s hair stand on end.

"So you’re saying it’s my fault then?" Liu Zhenghan’s eyes turned into deep, undisturbed black pools.

Old Liu was getting a little angry too. He hadn’t expected the Swan High Priest to turn against him so readily, just flipping like a switch. Although he didn’t understand the depth of Mourinho’s love for the Ice Phoenix Tang Beryljenna, Liu Zhenghan couldn’t tolerate being accused of deliberately causing harm at the same time his top enforcer Yitiao was also suffering from deadly poison—Bloody Mary was malicious enough, but the poison wasn’t from Old Liu.

"Who else if not you!" Mourinho’s body shook violently, his entire frame arched like a loaded spring ready to launch, his tone filled with nothing but rage: "The last time, it was you who disturbed the prenatal peace of Gabriel Demon Butterfly! It was you who gave the bezoar antidote! And this time, getting hit with ’Bloody Mary’s’ severe poison—still because of you! Do you know what ’Bloody Mary’ means? You, who always bring harm to Tang Beryljenna, pig and lout, time after time, every time she meets you, she’s faced with a great disaster. I really want to kill you right now and be done with it!"

"Damn it!" Liu Zhenghan kicked away the table and chairs in front of him, pointing at the Swan High Priest and cursing loudly: "Gabriel Demon Butterfly? You have some nerve. With twelve Hell Black Dragons targeting me, what could I do? Was giving the bezoar antidote a mistake? Do I, for no reason, want to help the Ice Phoenix get an abortion? Am I that bored? This time, did I beg Tang Beryljenna to perform the blood cleansing for the little parrot? You can look down on me, but don’t insult me! Kill me? Hmph... you try..."

"What are you doing!" Master Puskas was furious. Had he really gone to such lengths just to bring together such ingrates? One moment they were all smiles, the next they were ready to brawl.

"Shut up! Keep talking and I’ll beat you too!" Liu Zhenghan’s brow quirked, and he bellowed.

Yitiao quickly hugged the furiously indignant Master Saint Chiao, continuously trying to smooth things over with soft words and apologies. At this time, Guoguo had already pulled out a helmet and put it on her head, ceaselessly rubbing her fists, making her tiny knuckles crackle.