You don’t stumble in the same place twice. If you do, you must be a fool.
Xue Can had never considered himself a fool, but today, he felt like the biggest fool alive.
Shen Lu couldn’t understand why Xue Can had suddenly attacked her. If she hadn’t, out of sheer boredom on her walk, used a Lottery Ticket and been insanely lucky enough to draw a protective item, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
She immediately activated the Good and Evil Judgment Device. Sure enough, the heart floating above Xue Can’s head was gray.
Shen Lu pursed her lips. ’This Xue Can probably had ill intentions toward me from the very beginning. His help later was likely just part of some other scheme.’
’And to be even more conspiratorial, maybe Ma Laosan was acting on his orders.’
’But we didn’t know each other before this, and we certainly didn’t have any grudge between us.’
’The only unpleasantness, if you could even call it that, was when she refused to sell him more than his share of mint water on her first day at the stall.’
’Could he really hold such a huge grudge over something so minor?’
"Mr. Xue, what is the meaning of this?" Shen Lu struggled to keep her voice steady. "I don’t believe I’ve done anything to offend you."
Xue Can used his superpower to cauterize the wound, stopping the bleeding.
"Apologies. My Spiritual Sea was a little unstable just now."
Shen Lu’s face was devoid of expression. "Using the same excuse twice... Do you take me for a fool?"
Xue Can had used the very same excuse the last time he’d suddenly attacked someone.
Shen Lu had a good memory; she hadn’t forgotten.
"I’m not trying to fool you."
’He just couldn’t find a better excuse.’
Shen Lu gave him one last, deep look, then turned and walked away.
’He saved me today, but he also tried to hurt me. As far as I’m concerned, we’re even.’
"What is wrong with him?" Shen Lu couldn’t help but mutter. "Attacking me for no reason. If I could actually beat him, I’d definitely teach him a lesson."
[You did teach him a lesson, Host. His palm was injured just now.]
Shen Lu retorted, "That’s not nearly enough. You have to pay them back double to make the lesson stick."
Shen Lu opened the door, went inside, and flicked on the light with a CLICK.
The moment Shen Lu returned, Fu Cheng detected the scent of a mutant beast on her.
It was faint, but his nose missed nothing.
’She encountered a mutant beast?’
Fu Cheng hurriedly scanned Shen Lu with his Divine Sense to check for injuries. Aside from some mud on her pant cuffs from running and a drop of blood Xue Can had accidentally dripped on her hem, the girl was unharmed.
’What happened?’
’Didn’t she just go to take a shower?’
’Why is she back so late? Why does she smell of a mutant beast? Why is there blood on her clothes?’
Fu Cheng had a million questions, but he had to bottle them all up. The most he could do was open his right eye and twitch his left hand. His vocal cords felt as if they were glued together, completely silent.
Shen Lu collapsed onto the sofa for a moment. She was exhausted. If she hadn’t remembered that she still needed to feed Fu Cheng, she would have been too lazy to move.
She ladled a bowl of millet and pumpkin porridge from the rice cooker. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she noticed Fu Cheng’s right eye was fixed on her, a storm of emotions churning within it.
Shen Lu thought for a moment and guessed he was just hungry because she was feeding him later than usual.
"There was a little... incident on my way back from the showers," Shen Lu said, her tone casual as she began to feed him. "I ran into a mutant beast, but luckily, someone was there to capture it."
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