Chapter 908 - Chapter 908: Fang Chi
Chapter 908: Fang Chi
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was said that people would feel different when their skin touched. Even if there was a whip between them, the other party would feel different in their heart.
There was also a change between Lin Yun and the little beggar, as well as the little beggar and the middle-aged man.
Lin Yun poured almost all of her strength into the whip and lashed it at the little beggar. The middle-aged man glanced at the little beggar hanging on his body and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose, causing his palm, which was about to slap the little beggar, to suddenly raise up and grab the braid that was whipping towards them.
“Lin Yun, are you going to whip me to death too?” A dignified aura rose from the middle-aged man’s body and pressed straight towards Lin Yun.
The pressure of a Heaven Rank. This man was actually a Sword Star Spirit Master.
The little beggar raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lin Yun without restraint. The provocation in her eyes was very obvious. A Seven Sword Great Spirit Master was simply not enough in front of a Seven Sword Star Spirit Master.
The gap between Earth Rank and Heaven Rank was not a chasm, but a natural moat.
Of course, Lin Yun did not miss the provocation and smugness in the little beggar’s eyes. She could not help but be furious. At this moment, she also knew that if she wanted to deal with this little beggar, she had to deal with her own people first. She immediately said angrily, “Your Excellency Fang Chi, didn’t you see this little beggar drool on my head? Also, as a Heaven Rank, can’t you tell that there’s something wrong with her?”
Fang Chi lowered his head and looked at the little beggar who was still wrapped around him like an octopus. Coincidentally, the little beggar raised her head. Their eyes met and the pitiful look in the little beggar’s eyes instantly struck Fang Chi’s mind. He raised his hand to protect the little beggar in his arms without hesitation and sneered. “I don’t see anything wrong with this little beggar. She’s wandering outside and has no parents to rely on. As the messenger of the God of Judgment, if you want to bully her, what will the believers think of you?”
“Your Excellency Fang Chi, you…”
Before Lin Yun could finish speaking, the little beggar burst into tears again.
She cried especially sadly, “Boohoo, I heard that the Holy City is very nice. There’s food and shelter, so I came. Boohoo, but those big brothers and uncles guarding the city gate refused to let me in. They said that they wanted to catch bad people. Boohoo, does the God of Judgment not like me?”
“No, no!” Fang Chi more or less still despised this little beggar. The little beggar’s snot and tears were generously wiped on his white priest robe. He could only hold the little beggar’s hand and pull her forward. “Uncle will bring you in!”
“What?” Lin Yun panicked when she heard that. She raised the whip in her hand and blocked the little beggar’s wav. “The entire Holy City is under martial law. Other than the people in the Divine Hall of Judgment, no one can enter. Is Your Excellency Fang Chi not going to follow the Divine Lord’s orders?”
Was it that strict? No wonder she was not allowed to enter before.
No one saw a glint flash across the little beggar’s eyes. That’s right, this little beggar was the disguised Beiting Huang. She was lying on the tree, preparing to sleep until night time and find an opportunity to sneak into the city.
Unexpectedly, she happened to encounter people from the Divine Hall of Judgment passing by below.. If her saliva didn’t drip on this domineering woman, would there be a better choice?