CHAPTER 617: CHAPTER 486: YE SO-AND-SO, YOU’RE THE WOLF GRANDMOTHER WHO KIDNAPS CHILDREN

Bo Qing was never known for a good temper, and once he determined that Hong Yulang held no attraction for him, Yulang became mere trash in his eyes.

As he listened to Hong Yulang’s incessant attempts to please, Bo Qing frowned.

"I’m fond of Thirteen, and earlier I thought you bore a slight resemblance to him. Now I see, I was entirely mistaken."

"Thirteen? You’ve taken a liking to Thirteen? Unacceptable, how could you fancy that little wretch!" A flush of irritation rose on Hong Yulang’s fair face.

He had always known there was someone else in Bo Qing’s heart, and that he was just a substitute.

But he had never imagined that person to be Hong Shisan.

No, to be precise, it should be Ye Lingyue.

Bo Qing was unaware that Hong Shisan was actually Ye Lingyue.

He could not let Bo Qing find out that Ye Lingyue was indeed Hong Shisan.

Fear and shock gripped Hong Yulang’s heart.

Why was it again that little wretch Ye Lingyue, what was so good about her? She destroyed the Hong Residence, caused the death of his parents, and turned him, a son of the Marquis Mansion, into a mercenary working for a living.

Ye Lingyue had ruined everything for him.

Bo Qing’s gaze suddenly turned icy. With a raise of his hand, he seized Hong Yulang’s neck, speaking in an ominous tone.

"Who gave you the right to slander Thirteen? Speak ill of him, and you shall pay the price."

Before Hong Yulang could react, he felt a chill on his face, followed by a sensation of hot liquid spraying from it.

With a scream, Hong Yulang was violently thrown to the ground, his cheeks now bearing two deep, intersecting cuts.

As if drawn with a ruler, the cross-shaped wounds were deep enough to tear skin and flesh, and had been smeared with corrosive poison—Bo Qing had deliberately disfigured Hong Yulang’s face.

Hong Yulang was in despair.

Bo Qing had taken an interest in him previously because of his resemblance to Ye Lingyue, but now, his last chance had vanished.

From behind the bushes, Ye Lingyue was shocked by the scene.

Bo Qing, who was always joking and smiling in her presence, who would have guessed he could turn hostile over a single phrase.

The members of the Demon Sect were indeed cruel and ruthless, both Bo Qing and Dao Ge were no exception.

He was a man of clear love and hatred—had he just said he liked her?

Ye Lingyue felt not a hint of joy, becoming acutely aware that she must never let Bo Qing discover her true identity.

After waiting for nearly an hour, Bo Qing and Hong Yulang finally left, the bloodstains of Yulang still visible on the ground. Ye Lingyue massaged her numb legs before slowly making her way back to camp.

It was getting dark, and a bonfire had been lit in the camp.

Before she approached, Ye Lingyue could hear the lively quarrelling voices of Yan Jiu and Lan Cai’er.

Ye Lingyue’s lips couldn’t help but curve upwards; lately, every time her sister argued with Deputy Captain Sha, it would end in chaos. But it was also through these quarrels that Lan Cai’er, who had been downcast due to an encounter with Dao Ge and Song Jingyun, seemed to be recovering her spirits.

Perhaps this was a good thing.

Ye Lingyue decided that when the opportunity arose, she would look into Deputy Captain Sha’s background. Although the deputy captain was often talkative and liked to give them chores, it had to be said that in front of others, he was very protective of them.

As Ye Lingyue approached the camp, she saw a tall figure standing there, a dark mass against the night. On closer inspection, it was the team leader "Emperor".

Seeing his posture, he wouldn’t be worrying about her and waiting for her to come back, would he?

Ye Lingyue was suspicious as she glanced at the always frosty team leader and noticed a few drops of blood on his clothes.

"Hey, Xiao Heizi, even having a baby doesn’t take as long as you, are you trying to starve us to death?" As soon as Ye Lingyue returned, Yan Jiu immediately shifted his attention and crowded over.

When Yan Jiu saw Ye Lingyue return laden with goods, his elegant face opened up wide with shock.

"Xiao Heizi, you’re too awesome, how did you find so much food?"

The people from "Blood Drink" were also stunned; they had searched everywhere within a ten-mile radius and had found nothing. Where did this clown girl find all these delicious things?

With the Spirit Fruit and fish from Hong Meng Heaven, the people from "Emperor’s Slaughter" were soon enjoying delicious grilled fish and sweet and juicy Spirit Fruit.

If it weren’t for prudence, Ye Lingyue really wanted to dig up the few jars of newly brewed Vermilion Fruit Wine buried in Hong Meng Heaven to try out.

On one side, they were feasting with grease all over their mouths, while on the other side, the people from "Blood Drink" could only swallow their saliva.

Ye Lingyue was enthusiastically eating when she suddenly heard a grumbling sound.

Long Baobao was staring at the grilled fish in Ye Lingyue’s hand and gulped down saliva.

"I’ll share a fish with you." Ye Lingyue had a rather good impression of this Little Steamed Bun and also planned to ask him privately about the secrets of World’s First Refining.

"No, my grandpa said, a true man should not just take others’ things." Even though his eyes were shining brightly, Long Baobao resolutely didn’t reach out his hand.

"Ah~ so fragrant, how can this fish meat be so smooth?" Yan Jiu intentionally clamored, making Long Baobao’s eyes shine even brighter.

He sniffed with his nose.

"I won’t eat yours for free; I’ll trade something with you." Saying that, the little guy fumbled in his embrace, fishing out a small bag shaped like a pig’s head.

Digging deeper inside, it was astonishing as he pulled out lots of items.

Ye Lingyue’s eyes widened; turns out this little pig bag was a Qiankun Bag!

As expected of the young master of Long Clan, too extravagant, right?

If it weren’t for the concern that there were too many people around, Ye Lingyue would’ve really wanted to snatch the Pig Head Qiankun Bag immediately. However, she also heard that such items refined by major families usually carried the Spiritual Imprints of elders. If she dared to snatch it, she could be sure that tomorrow before dawn, Long Baobao’s family would come knocking down her door.

Long Baobao didn’t know how many items he had stuffed inside the Qiankun Bag, fumbling for a long time before finally pulling out a small bottle.

"Here, I’ll trade Snow Skin Cream for fish. My grandma said that women must be fair-skinned; one gesture of fairness can conceal three flaws." Long Baobao seemed quite pleased with his decision, his little claws ready to grab the fish.

"Hold on!" Ye Lingyue was quick and agile, snatching all the fish back.

"Little Steamed Bun, I’m not interested in Snow Skin Cream. If you want to eat fish, I’ll trade for something else with you." Ye Lingyue eyed Long Baobao’s Pig Head Qiankun Bag.

"This was given to me by my grandpa; you can’t take it." Long Baobao quickly hid the Pig Head Qiankun Bag behind his back.

"What are you saying, do I look like such a kind person that I would rob a child of his belongings?" Ye Lingyue was dissatisfied.

"Yes!"

In unison, the rest of the "Emperor’s Slaughter" Mercenary Team, along with Long Baobao, nodded their heads.

"..."

"Fine, I’m not interested in your Pig Head Qiankun Bag. Let’s make a deal, along this journey, I’ll grill fish for you every day, along with three meals of fruit, but you have to tell me how to refine a Qiankun Bag." Ye Lingyue’s face sported an expression reminiscent of the Wolf Grandmother leading away Little Red Riding Hood.