As ti ticked by, Xiao Feng gradually began to despair. Could the other person truly be the rumored body immune to all poisons?
If the Strong Mint Candy's ineffectiveness could be explained by expiration, the failure of the strong laxative spray clearly wasn't a matter of expiration.
Just over an hour ago, Bi Junxian passed out from just a little bit of it. Could it really be expired in just an hour?
"What are you staring at?" The girl couldn't hold it any longer.
Even though I ate your candy and drank your sweet water, doesn't an you can stare so blatantly.
Xiao Feng averted his gaze and asked again, "Are you sure Bi Quan didn't send you over?"
"I've already said, I don't know any Bi Quan," the girl replied, not in a good mood.
"Then who are you?" Xiao Feng questioned, puzzled, "Why are you looking for ?"
The girl introduced herself, "My na is Hua Ling. You can call Little Hua Ling or Little Ling'er. As for why I'm looking for you... you know Gong Kaishan, right?"
"I know him," Xiao Feng nodded.
The girl who called herself Hua Ling said indifferently, "I'm his superior. A few days ago, because he abused his authority, I removed him from the core mbers of the Demon Suppression Action Team."
"You're the new leader of the Demon Suppression Action Team?" Xiao Feng exclaid, "Then what about Xue Nuofu?"
"Xue Nuofu?" The girl thought for a mont and replied, "You an the forr leader of the Demon Suppression Action Team? He was dismissed, and I don't know where he ran off to. Anyway, I've never seen him."
Xiao Feng remained silent for a mont before saying, "Gong Kaishan's abuse of authority was because of . You should know the establishnt of the Demon Suppression Action Team is related to the Devil's Concentration Camp.
I asked Gong Kaishan for help, also to deal with the Devil's Concentration Camp.
"Is that so?" Hua Ling laughed, "And you placed soone nad Di Junxiong in too, to deal with the Devil's Concentration Camp?"
"The more people, the more power," Xiao Feng joked, understanding that the other was well-prepared.
Hua Ling waved her hand, "I'm not here to settle old scores. I initially wanted to wait for you to return to Jiangcheng to et you in person, to see who it is that many under speak so highly of.
But perhaps it's destiny; my master passed away a few days ago..."
"Hold on!" Xiao Feng interrupted, "Passed away? Your master was a monk?"
'Passed away' is a very special term, only certain groups use it.
Similarly, there is 'passed away' used for emperors; these terms are less commonly used.
Hua Ling nodded and acknowledged, "He was Master Hong Ming, the one who gave you the pendant."
"So you were brought up in a temple since childhood?" Xiao Feng was instantly unsettled and re-examined the girl in front of him.
Her attire in the dead of winter, baring her navel and her pale white legs, was reminiscent of Monk Hui Yi and others who seed like exhibitionists.
In that sense, it corroborated the saying that birds of a feather flock together.
One wonders how the old Abbot trained disciples to beco exhibitionists.
At this mont, Hua Ling said, "My master said I was abandoned outside the temple gates on a windy and snowy night.
Later, I was adopted by the temple; my master taught skills, and my senior brothers taught to read and write. It wasn't until last month that I traveled far for the first ti."
As Hua Ling spoke, her tone was light, as if she were recounting sothing irrelevant, seemingly unaware of how bleak her own background was.
Xiao Feng, however, felt there was sothing problematic, like an invisible hand manipulating everything.
Adding the girl before him, the old Abbot had nineteen disciples, eighteen of whom were under his command, and one was the new leader of the Demon Suppression Action Team.
Everything seed logical but also exuded a sense of the bizarre.
"What are you thinking?" Hua Ling waved her hand in front of Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and said, "Nothing, continue."
"There's nothing much left to say, but there's sothing I want to discuss with you."
"What is it?"
"Can you let my eighteen senior brothers listen to when they arrive in Jiangcheng?"
Xiao Feng pondered, "Before I give you an answer, let ask you sothing first."
"Go ahead,"
"Can the pendant your master gave command you?"
Hua Ling shook her head and replied earnestly, "No, master said I don't have the enlightennt roots, considered just half a disciple, and specially instructed that I don't have to obey the person holding the pendant."
These words deepened Xiao Feng's suspicion.
What kind of person was the old Abbot that he specially instructed even this? Was it a coincidence or deliberate?
"About what I just proposed, can or can't it be done?" Hua Ling urged.
"No."
"Why not? Give a reason first."
"Because there's no benefit for ."
"How can there be no benefit?" Hua Ling was displeased, "You're on the Devil's Concentration Camp's kill list. With my senior brothers' help, I can quickly eliminate them, and you'll have no more worries."
"Right, just by relying on you?" Xiao Feng was full of disbelief.
Just the fact that she dared to eat candy and drink sweet water from strangers was enough to prove her deficit in intelligence.
Who in their right mind replaced Xue Nuofu with her?
"You're looking down on ?" Hua Ling rolled up her sleeves, "If you're not convinced, let's have a contest. If you lose to , you'll have to let my senior brothers help ."
"Not interested." Xiao Feng shrugged and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Hua Ling was angry, "You're a grown man, not daring to accept a challenge from a little girl. What kind of man are you?"
"Precisely because I'm a man, I won't accept a little girl's challenge," Xiao Feng explained without turning his head, "Winning brings no glory, losing is embarrassing; why bother?
Moreover, there is an old saying that a good man doesn't fight with won, let alone a wet-behind-the-ears girl like you."
"Who's wet-behind-the-ears!?"
Hua Ling was instantly furious, not understanding why her master gave the pendant to such a person.
Just as she was seething, she saw him stop and turn back to ask, "Is your master's surna Hua?"
"Are you mocking my master, calling him a flower monk?" Hua Ling's tone turned cold, as if ready to act at any mont.
Xiao Feng chuckled, "What I ant was, by taking Hua as your surna, are you using your master's surna before he beca a monk?"
This question arose because Xiao Feng suddenly thought of a possibility.
That perhaps the old Abbot once had a romantic affair, irresponsibly leaving a woman pregnant, and then the woman gave birth, leaving the child at the temple gates stirred by emotion.
Of course, this guess purely stemd from a gossip mindset. The old Abbot had already passed away, so naturally, so things couldn't be validated, but that didn't hinder Xiao Feng's curiosity about it.
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