Chapter 479: Chapter 337: If Man is Unprincipled, Why Not the Demon?
Little at Bun, Gu Ze, upon hearing this, showed neither surprise nor anger; he looked completely indifferent, even… fanning himself with a fan!
“Oh dear, after losing a fight, now you start biting with words! You’ve scared the life out of !” Little at Bun said this while seriously patting his chest!
“Evildoer! Evildoer! Evildoer!” Housekeeper Yan scread in horror, staring at the Little at Bun before him and abruptly crouching down while covering his head.
Even though Housekeeper Yan’s cries were heart-wrenchingly loud, shocking the onlookers and causing them to look nervously at the strange scene before them…
The group that had pounced towards the Young Master of Gu Residence maintained their leaping stance, but by now they were covered in blood, with injuries on their arms, legs, and so even on their shoulder blades or waists… and these wounds were all self-inflicted by their own Housekeeper Yan!
And their master, the Princely Heir’s wife Yhan Qinrui, had her right arm pierced by a sword, which was Housekeeper Yan’s own!
The sword was still lodged in her arm at the mont, and as blood trickled down her arm, drop by drop… it fell into the dust at her feet, quickly staining it a dark red…
Could this Young Master be an evildoer?
This question arose simultaneously in the minds of the onlookers, and their view of Little at Bun suddenly shifted!
Ancient people revered the Deities and were even more afraid of Ghosts and goblins!
Everything beyond their comprehension was attributed to the work of ghosts and goblins!
In his child’s body, Little at Bun had managed to injure all the skilled fighters brought by the Princely Heir’s wife, while coming away unhard and without a single drop of blood on him!
For the onlookers, this was too eerie!
Especially since aside from Housekeeper Yan’s howling, the rest of them stood petrified, as if they had been ensorcelled!
Showing no anger or caution, they didn’t even dodge or avoid when Housekeeper Yan thrust his sword, nor did they feel any pain!
This was far from normal!
There had to be sorcery involved in things that deviated from normality!
The surrounding onlookers imdiately beca restless and filled with anxiety!
Gu Changsheng, with his acute perception, scanned the crowd and imdiately understood their thoughts. He helplessly curled his lips and looked down at his precious son, who was laughing uproariously, pretending to be angry as he said, “Have you had enough fun? If you’ve had enough, then gather your silver needles back up!”
Hearing his mother’s words, Little at Bun imdiately responded with a beaming smile, “Okay, Mommy! I’ll go get them now!”
After saying this, Little at Bun began to hop towards the mummies, grabbing each one and checking them up and down. After a while, he suddenly cried out with excitent, “Ah! Found it!”
The next instant, onlookers saw that the young master of Gu Residence had an extra silver needle in his hand, as fine as cow’s hair!
The silver needle was so fine that if it hadn’t reflected the sunlight and emitted a chill, it would have been nearly invisible to the naked eye!
Just as everyone got a clear view of the silver needle, before they could gasp, they heard a “thud” as the guard, whose needle had just been removed, fell to the ground with a loss of strength, clutching his leg!
Unfortunately, this guard had been stabbed in the leg by Housekeeper Yan!
“Tsk tsk… that’s really unfortunate!” Little at Bun said sympathetically, shaking his head. He kicked the guard aside to clear a path and moved on to the next person.
Rustle rustle! His hands were nonstop rustling…
“Where’s my silver needle? I must find it all! They are all made of silver, it would be such a waste to lose them!” As Little at Bun proceeded, one by one, the injured mummies collapsed to the side.
“Thump!”
“Thump!”
“Thump!”
With every thud, onlookers’ hearts quivered along…
They were falling straight down, looking quite painful…
“Ah, my leg!”
“My arm!”
“My back! My back!”
“…”
Soon, a chorus of groans filled the air…
The noisy cries were pounding on eardrums, causing Little at Bun, Gu Ze, to slightly furrow his brows. With a bright silver needle in hand, he muttered with displeasure, “So noisy!”
So noisy, so noisy! It was making it hard for him to concentrate and find his silver needles!
If the silver needles were lost, he’d have to request a Craftsman to make new ones for Peacock, Lion, and Tiger, which would be such a hassle!
Little at Bun’s voice was not loud, yet suddenly there was silence all around!
The people who had been wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves stared in terror at the little child weaving through their midst…
They didn’t know what had just happened!
They hadn’t even had ti to realize what was going on before they’d lost consciousness, and by the ti they woke up, they were covered in wounds!
Who had injured them?
Who could have done it in that brief mont when they were out of it?
Could it be an extraordinary Martial Master?
Gu Changsheng looked at their expressions and imdiately understood what they were thinking.
It had to be said, damn, these people were really overthinking it!
Considering his son’s competence, forget about extraordinary martial masters, he couldn’t even count as a third-rate fighter!
They had all fallen victim to the Soul-losing Powder, and thought it was only for an instant, but the reality was cruel indeed…
Has our son been playing hide and seek with Housekeeper Yan for a long ti or not?
Look at each of them all battered and bruised…
Tsk tsk… truly pitiful!
Gu Changsheng shook his head with a look of sympathy…
“You got off easy! Evildoer!” Little at Bun glanced at Yhan Qinrui’s pierced arm, reached out to pull the silver needles out of her body, then frowned, “Eh? Why is there one missing? Could I have counted wrong?”
Little at Bun was a conscientious baby; he imdiately squatted down and started counting the silver needles in his hand one by one, “One, two, three… fifteen, sixteen… thirty-five!”
Counted up to thirty-five and there were no more!
Little at Bun was instantly troubled!
Yhan Qinrui lay to one side, her face as white as paper, fearfully watching the little child close by. Finally regaining her voice, she cried out in alarm, “Evildoer! Evildoer! What an evildoer!”
“Shut up! Can’t you see I’m busy?” Little at Bun Gu Ze scolded with a frown, without so much as glancing at her.
With just that one sentence, Yhan Qinrui turned deathly still, not daring to move! A longsword still protruded from her arm, making her look as pitiable as could be!
After failing to count the number he wanted the first ti around, Little at Bun decided to count again!
“One, two… twenty-seven, twenty-eight… thirty-five! It’s still thirty-five!” Having counted twice, Little at Bun’s plump little face imdiately drooped and he sat down on the ground with a thump, looking up at his mother with a stutter, “Mother… I’m missing one of my silver needles! Wah…”
Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng looked down at her son from above with an indulgent shake of her head, and pointed out, “Isn’t there still one over there?”
Following the direction of her pointing finger, the onlookers at that spot hastily retreated a step with shock on their faces.
“Oh! I see it!” Little at Bun exclaid with joy and climbed up from the ground, his little legs pumping as he ran in the direction his mother was pointing.
A fair distance from the battlefield, there was one slender silver needle, perfectly embedded in a stone by the roadside!
Little at Bun, unable to wait, squatted down and exerted all his strength to pull out the silver needle that had almost gone in completely…
“Huff… huff!” Little at Bun used all his might as if he was really fighting for it…
“Plop!”
He exerted too much force and ended up falling ungracefully into a Yang ncha split!
The spectators didn’t know whether to laugh or what to do!
The ones standing near that roadside stone just now were even more terrified, clutching their chests.
Little at Bun picked himself up from the ground with an embarrassed face, dusted off the dirt from his butt, and with a guilty expression, he said, “I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault for being lazy, not practicing my kung fu properly, almost injuring you all…”
Wah… one of my silver needles missed its target! Missed!
He’s embarrassed Peacock, Lion, and Tiger, his mother!
Wah wah…
People nearby, hearing this, hurriedly shook their heads, but were at a loss for words…
Seeing this, Little at Bun’s face grew even more downcast as he pouted and walked towards his mother, “Mother… wah…”
How embarrassing! His silver needle missed its target!
If Peacock, Lion, and Tiger found out, they’d definitely say he was a child beyond teaching!
He didn’t want to be useless mud that couldn’t even stick to a wall! Wah wah…
Gu Changsheng looked at her son’s defeated little figure amusedly, reached out to rub his small forehead, and said with so pride, “Everyone makes mistakes, even horses stumble. My son has already done very well!”
“Really?” Little at Bun imdiately looked up with eyes filled with delight.
“Of course!” Gu Changsheng nodded firmly.
Seeing this, Little at Bun Gu Ze was instantly happy, snuggling up to his mother’s leg and acting spoiled.
“Evildoer… evildoer!” Yhan Qinrui, protected by a group of injured soldiers, watched them with a face full of terror and accused, “You still won’t admit you gave birth to an evildoer of a son! He’s obviously an evildoer, if not for using sorcery, how could he possibly… possibly have injured like this?”
Upon hearing these words, the spectators imdiately looked towards Gu Changsheng, their faces demanding an explanation.
Although they were horrified by the Young Master’s mysterious movent technique, in their hearts, they still couldn’t believe that dicine God Lady Changsheng could have really given birth to an evildoer of a son!
“Evildoer? Pfft!” Gu Changsheng let out a cold scoff, while picking up her precious son, she retorted, “If humans lack morality, why worry about being called an evildoer?”
“What?!”
“Eh!”
Not only was Yhan Qinrui stunned, but the surrounding onlookers also gasped in alarm.
“What does Lady Changsheng an by that? Could it be the Gu Residence’s Young Master is really an evildoer?”
“Are you silly? Didn’t you see the handful of silver needles in that Young Master’s hand? I’m sure that’s an incredible hidden weapon, the kind that can immobilize people!”
“I think so too! I heard Lady Changsheng had even sought out one of the top five experts in the Itinerant World to tutor the Young Master! It seems he really does have so abilities!”
“A hero erges from youth! It truly has been an eye-opener for us!”
“…”
Hearing the voices around her, Yhan Qinrui shook her head in disbelief, “No! It’s not like that!”
“Yhan Qinrui, if my son hadn’t return ho in ti today, I’m afraid you and your companions wouldn’t have gotten off so lightly! To provoke Gu Changsheng to anger, Princely Heir’s wife, you truly possess great skill!”
Gu Changsheng looked down from above, her gaze piercing as she stared at Yhan Qinrui…
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