"Me? How could it be, I have no grudges against you, how could I possibly want to kill you? The one who wants to kill you should be her."
Hao Jian chuckled darkly twice, then stepped aside.
And behind him, the figure of Gao Jiping was revealed.
She slowly stood up, holding a dagger in one hand, and her gaze was truly cold and detached as she looked at Yan Qinghu and Wang Hongsheng.
Wang Hongsheng's heart skipped a beat, realizing that all their attention had been on Hao Jian just now, and they had not noticed that the effects of Gao Jiping's medicine had worn off.
Then, Wang Hongsheng narrowed his eyes at Hao Jian: "Did you do that on purpose?"
He had figured out that Hao Jian had been deliberately talking about this and that ever since, surely as a way to buy time for Gao Jiping.
Hao Jian replied with an arrogant expression, "So what if I did, you're about to die, what could you do, bite me? If you dare bite me, I dare use your mouth to enjoy myself!"
At that moment, Gao Jiping also cast a grateful glance at Hao Jian.
Then, like a gust of wind, she swept towards Wang Hongsheng.
Traitors, whenever and wherever they are, are the most hated, so Gao Jiping decided to kill Wang Hongsheng first!
Wang Hongsheng cursed inwardly and quickly took out two purple orbs from his pocket, throwing them to the ground with force. With a "puff," a cloud of purple smoke engulfed Gao Jiping.
By the time Gao Jiping regained her composure, Wang Hongsheng had already disappeared.
"Damn it!" cursed Gao Jiping, who had let Wang Hongsheng get away.
"Don't be angry, isn't there still one left?"
Hao Jian picked up a cucumber from the vegetable basket and started munching on it, then pointed at Yan Qinghu kneeling not far away.
Yan Qinghu felt his body hair stand on end instantly, and his face was filled with terror as he looked at the murderous Gao Jiping:
"Don't kill me. I can make a deal with you. No one knows Martial Evil Hall better than I do; I can become your inside man!"
"This is what I get for not being handsome, you see, you told such a huge lie that even God couldn't stand it and has come to clean you up." Hao Jian shook his head, wearing a face full of lament.
Both Yan Qinghu and Gao Jiping fell silent. At such a serious moment, could you not destroy the mood with your jokes?
"No need," Gao Jiping said coldly, shaking her head, then her hand moved, and the dagger fell.
And then, Yan Qinghu's head rolled away like a ball.
"Many thanks for saving me, my name is—"
"Hey, stop there, I don't want to know at all who you are, and I don't want to have anything to do with you. I didn't save you just then; I took action because that guy you slaughtered insulted me, so don't get the wrong idea."
Hao Jian waved his hand to stop Gao Jiping from continuing.
Gao Jiping smiled but didn't believe for a second that Hao Jian would become an enemy of Martial Evil Hall over a mere insult. However, since Hao Jian didn't want to get involved with her, she couldn't say much more.
"Regardless, I have to thank you. Tell me your wish. Whatever it is, I can fulfill it for you."
Gao Jiping said with a smile, whether it be money, status, or women, she could satisfy all of Hao Jian's desires.
"I wish for perpetual world peace, can you make that happen?" Hao Jian glanced at Gao Jiping.
Gao Jiping was at a loss for words, thinking to herself that this guy just doesn't play by the rules, does he?
Normally, when someone asks you what you want, you're supposed to say a lot of money, or loads of beauties, right?
"Then I want to become the most handsome man in the world, can you do that?" Hao Jian asked again.
"That... I can't do," Gao Jiping smiled bitterly once more; what kind of requests was he making? She was human, not a god; how could she possibly accomplish that?
Hao Jian scoffed, "I really thought you were Aladdin's lamp, but it turns out you're not much use."
Even though Hao Jian had saved her, Gao Jiping didn't know why, but she felt an urge to actually hit him.
Her heart roared: How was I to know you'd come up with these bizarre requests? I really am too gullible! I should've never asked.
"Never mind, I still have to rush home to cook for my wife and kids." Hao Jian picked up the vegetable basket and walked back.
"Cooking for your wife and kids?"
Gao Jiping was shocked, wondering how Hao Jian, a martial artist like herself, could content himself with being a stay-at-home dad?
But at that moment, Gao Jiping suddenly turned pale. She had already been injured before, and the strenuous activity had aggravated her wound, sending a sharp pain through her that nearly made her faint.
Gao Jiping fell to the ground, covering her forehead with one hand, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Hao Jian turned back and looked at her, his face full of caution:
"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"
"I've been injured; I'm very weak," Gao Jiping explained.
Hao Jian glared angrily, reproaching her: "I knew it was going to be . I wouldn't have saved you if I had known."
"Ah? Known what would happen?"
Gao Jiping was totally unclear about what Hao Jian was talking about.
"I knew that if I saved you, you'd definitely fall in love with me. But I didn't expect you to stoop so low, trying to gain my sympathy by pretending to be sick. Next, you'll certainly ask me to take you somewhere safe, like the nearest hotel or something, and then you'll make your move and throw yourself at me. Once we get involved, I'll never be able to escape your clutches!" Hao Jian said angrily.
He then sighed, "But never mind, I can't blame you. If anything, it's my fault for being too handsome; it's inevitable that you'd fall for me at first sight. But I already have a wife, so I can't accept your affection. Please don't lead yourself on!"
"Just go," Gao Jiping waved her hand, signaling Hao Jian to leave quickly.
She indeed intended to have Hao Jian take her to the nearest hotel and then call someone to pick her up, but hearing Hao Jian's rich imagination, she decided to let it be.
"Oh, I get it. You're trying to act pathetic to drive me away now, to make me feel guilty, right?" Hao Jian acted as if he saw right through her.
"Please," Gao Jiping looked at Hao Jian with pitiful eyes.
"Hmm? Please what?" Hao Jian appeared to not understand.
"Please, don't force me to raise my hand against my lifesaver, okay?"
Gao Jiping looked even more miserable, her eyes filled with sorrowful pleading at Hao Jian.