Oh no, what to do if I accidentally wiped out a friend's family? I'm online, waiting, and kinda urgent.
In the awkward silence, Ji Jue and Wen Wen exchanged glances, one bewildered, the other complicated, doubly hesitant to speak. Ji Jue suddenly started to wonder, am I already drunk too much? Otherwise, how could I be hallucinating such absurd things?
He really wanted to ask Sister Wen if she was joking.
Unfortunately, no, that familiar profile still wore a complex expression, but without any hint of laughter or mockery.
"Hold on, it's a bit confusing... let sort this out..."
Ji Jue suspiciously looked at her, scratching his head and thinking for a long ti, once again trying to confirm, "The two who ca yesterday, are they your relatives?"
"Yes."
Wen Wen picked up the whiskey she had just opened again, didn't even add ice, drank a full cup straight, then directly dropped the glass and grabbed the bottle: "That Heart Core, she's my sister."
"Hmm..."
Ji Jue scratched his chin, feeling wistful: "They really don't look alike."
"What's not alike?"
"Figure?" Ji Jue gestured in front of his chest: "After all, flat..."
Bang!
Wen Wen rolled her eyes and punched without hesitation.
Luckily, she held back a bit, otherwise, a casual punch from Ruins transcend would be no different from a large operation, almost homogenizing Ji Jue's brains, making his vision go black.
"Don't joke!"
Ji Jue sighed, rubbing his numb shoulder: "Isn't it because I'm afraid it's too serious and you'd feel bad?"
"Brat."
Wen Wen glanced at him, sighed, looked at the bottle of spirits almost emptied, couldn't help but want to sigh again.
Yet she didn't know whether to regret for others or herself.
"I also find it hard to believe..."
She lowered her eyes, whispering: "Obviously such a well-behaved child growing up, a little crybaby who would cry without retaliation, why did it turn out like this..."
"And what about the other one behind?"
Ji Jue asked, "The dark one, is that also your relative?"
Fissures appeared on the bottle.
Wen Wen answered expressionlessly: "A lump of non-flammable garbage, tsk! Should've burned to ashes back then... After breaking his bones one by one, grinding them into mud, didn't expect he could still survive... Sotis, the life of a bug is too tough."
"..."
Ji Jue couldn't help but shake his head.
It always feels like, even though they're all relatives, the treatnt differences are a bit too strong.
But it's hard to say anything, can only listen in silence.
He really wanted to advise sothing, only to find that his speaking style seed to be all mocking, it's better to keep silent worth a thousand gold.
Otherwise, how to explain if Sister Wen breaks her defense accidentally? The key is, once she breaks her defense, she drinks wildly, drinks too much and breaks even more severely, fists harder, and punches hurts more.
His build, even if reborn, would be snapped like a crispy shark in her hands, better not to court death here?
"Hey, Ji Jue."
In the silent boozing, Wen Wen suddenly spoke.
"Mm?" Ji Jue looked over.
"Asu, she..." Wen Wen paused, awkwardly pleading: "Though she did wrong, she is my sister after all, can you do a favor?"
"Huh?"
Ji Jue was astoundedly stunned: "Really doesn't seem like you."
"No, I an..." Wen Wen made up her mind, squeezed the words from her teeth: "If she gets caught by you again, on my behalf, give her a swift end."
"What?"
Ji Jue was bewildered, increasingly doubting his ears.
No, big sister, after all this struggling and bending over backwards, I thought you wanted to let her go, but what does 'a swift end' an?
Moreover, the key is...
"Sister Wen, what on earth do you take for?"
"..."
Wen Wen was instantly speechless.
Does it even need to think about what kind of person you are, huh?!
How you handled the Pacquiao incident is practically becoming a horror story in Desert Market, okay!
Besides, you think that reincarnation conveyor line of yours is for decoration, huh?
Recently, the first batch of people who completed their sentences have already been released, looking lively, yet mostly already dead inside. No normal person would visibly cry and scream at just seeing an electric baton, covering their pants with it!
She rolled her eyes, bluntly asking: "If I hadn't said, what would you do?"
Does that need saying?
Ji Jue thought without hesitation, the Chosen One is full of treasures, and such a rare high-tier Heart Core, forget blessing, Matrix, research value, the body alone is the best spiritual conductor material, heart, brain... bones are simply infinitely useful, well, extract the soul first to nurture, regularly harvest and refine, then...
That damned sense of imagery ca all at once.
By the ti he snapped out of it, it was too late to deny.
Wen Wen's gaze had grown sharp!
"Uh, cough cough..."
Ji Jue lowered his head, took a sip of wine, sidestepping the topic: "True to your style, Sister Wen, decisive when needs be."
"Bull!"
Wen Wen sighed wearily: "Do I really have any other choices? If it were you, your family committed such acts, what would you do?"
"..."
Ji Jue suddenly fell silent, looking over pensively.
Sister, isn't your question sowhat Hell-like? Family disputes getting fierce, still, it'd need a family first... Is today's drinking session the to stab at each other's hearts?
"Ah, sorry."
Wen Wen realized she misspoke after asking, buried her head in drinking fiercely, concealing the awkwardness.
"It's fine, it's been so long already."
Ji Jue didn't mind, "However, family... Lu's mom and the others might count too?"
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