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892: Chapter 892: Am I not pretty?

892: Chapter 892: Am I not pretty?

“Aren’t you afraid he’ll abandon you, this pawn on his chessboard?”

The man in black, upon hearing Wang Tianhao’s words, took a sip of red wine and casually asked.

“How is that possible?

He still needs to rely on Bai Xiaofan’s hatred for me, to lure Bai Xiaofan to the Capital City.

If I were to die, Bai Xiaofan would be even less likely to come.

Moreover, my cultivation technique has already reached the fourth stage.

Once I break through to the fifth stage, it’s not just Bai Xiaofan I won’t fear—even that old Wu would mean nothing to me!”

Wang Tianhao smiled confidently.

The moment his words fell, a surge of black energy suddenly rose around him, enveloping his entire body, making it impossible for anyone to discern his facial features.

“Not bad, truly worthy of being someone admired by the master.

Keep training.

I’ll take my leave now!”

The man in black, satisfied with Wang Tianhao’s state, nodded approvingly before vanishing in a flash.

“Heh heh, Bai Xiaofan, Old Wu, soon, you’ll both meet your end at my hands.

By then, I’ll seize the fortune of the Chosen One, be blessed with the destiny of the Great Dao—who could possibly rival Wang Tianhao?”

Wang Tianhao glanced in the direction where the man in black had disappeared, the corners of his mouth curling into a disdainful smirk.

…

After Chen Xiner, Murong Wan, and Xiong Yourong all left for work, it was once again just Bai Xiaofan and the remaining three in the house.

The trio, however, took it easy; none bothered the others, each focused on refining their cultivation.

After a while of training, Bai Xiaofan walked over to the neighboring courtyard, where Zhan Xing and White Tiger were busy training twelve people.

Oh no, it should be thirteen, as there was also Coldblood.

Meanwhile, Kong Kong sat lazily aside in a chair, holding a bottle of liquor and taking an occasional sip!

Upon seeing Bai Xiaofan arrive, Kong Kong stood up and left the yard alongside him.

“You don’t need to intervene, that’s all I ask!”

On the plane, Kong Kong spoke candidly to Bai Xiaofan.

“Relax, as long as you’re alive, I won’t step in.

For now, your hatred for the Black Witch Clan seems far greater than mine!”

Bai Xiaofan nodded in agreement and said to Kong Kong.

At that moment, a familiar figure appeared in Bai Xiaofan’s peripheral vision.

Instinctively, he turned his focus towards the figure!

Sensing Bai Xiaofan’s attention, the figure hurriedly sat down the moment Bai Xiaofan turned around.

With a sly smile curling at the corner of his mouth, Bai Xiaofan appeared amused: someone dared to follow him!

Seated, Song Shishi stealthily glanced toward Bai Xiaofan, trying to see if he’d noticed her.

Finding that Bai Xiaofan didn’t pay her much attention and instead seemed to close his eyes to rest, she discreetly let out a breath of relief.

“Miss, isn’t this seat not yours?”

The male passenger next to Song Shishi lowered his voice and asked upon seeing her seated next to him.

“Not my seat?

Is it yours, then?”

Hearing the question, Song Shishi turned to study the man, noting he looked passably handsome.

Her brows furrowed slightly as she retorted.

“It’s not mine either, but it does belong to my friend!”

The man grinned, gesturing toward another man walking over.

“If it belongs to your friend, fine—I’ll leave it to him then!”

Slightly embarrassed, Song Shishi left a quick remark before preparing to stand and leave.

However, as she began to move, the man beside her suddenly reached for her shoulder.

Simultaneously, the man walking over extended a hand toward Song Shishi’s chest with subtle intent.

“You’re asking for it!”

A flash of fury darted across Song Shishi’s eyes.

Even while aboard a plane, she was encountering audacious scumbags.

Smack!

Smack!

Song Shishi slapped both men on the face, her hands ringing audibly against their cheeks.

Then, without hesitation, she lifted a leg and delivered a fierce kick to the earlier man’s most vulnerable spot.

Crack!

Egg shattered!

Bird down!

Aghhh…

A chorus of anguished screams followed as the incapacitated man clutched the bleeding area, crying out in pain.

The incident transpired so suddenly.

As a result, nobody nearby had noticed what had just occurred.

Shortly afterward, flight attendants hurried over!

“This woman disabled me!

Arrest her, quickly!”

“Yes, you must detain her!

Not only did she take our seat, but she also wrecked my friend—utterly lawless!”

The two men yelled loudly, now drawing the attention of everyone on-board.

Despicable scum playing the victim!

Song Shishi clenched her fists in anger, nearly tempted to strike them down completely!

Shameless!

Utterly shameless!

These men had clearly tried to harass her, and she merely defended herself—how could they twist the facts so outrageously?

“Miss, please cooperate with our investigation and refrain from unnecessary resistance.

At the next stop, we’ll escort you off.”

A burly man stepped forward, addressing Song Shishi earnestly.

“Pardon me, but this is my colleague—she’s on an assignment right now!”

Suddenly, a voice interrupted, followed by a hand extending over Song Shishi’s shoulder.

A credential was presented to the burly man.

The man receiving the credential glanced at it, his expression shifting dramatically to one of alarm.

Hastily returning the document to Bai Xiaofan, he ordered that the two deceitful men be taken away.

Song Shishi turned to face Bai Xiaofan, his grinning face prompting her to pout slightly.

Rogue—utter rogue!

“What was that credential?

Is it real?”

Song Shishi followed Bai Xiaofan to his seat, unceremoniously evicting Kong Kong before settling in and speaking inquisitively.

“Why are you tailing me?

Worried I’ll be bored on the trip and want to do…?”

Bai Xiaofan ignored her question, instead flashing a mischievous grin in her direction.

Do…

Though Bai Xiaofan didn’t complete the sentence, Song Shishi wasn’t clueless.

She could easily deduce his insinuation.

Moreover, Bai Xiaofan’s wicked grin spoke volumes.

Flustered, Song Shishi shot him a glare, her cheeks tinged red with embarrassment.

After hesitating a moment, she finally whispered.

“If—just hypothetically—I gave myself to you, would you help me accomplish one thing?”

As her words fell, a deep blush spread across Song Shishi’s delicate face, her cheeks growing so red they seemed ready to drip blood.

At the same time, her heart raced—a blend of nervous anticipation and apprehension over Bai Xiaofan’s potential response.

“Nope!”

To her surprise, Bai Xiaofan shook his head decisively, his tone indifferent.

“No?

Why?

Is it because I’m not beautiful enough?

Or do you think my figure isn’t good?”

Song Shishi stared at Bai Xiaofan, utterly baffled that he would reject her so ruthlessly.