Chapter 167: A Needy Good-for-nothing (31)
Translator: asassin
Ah Zhao frowns.

She has finally found out what’s wrong with Lan Bing Xin.

Lan Bing Xin isn’t a cunning girl who’s good at disguise.

She is indeed an innocent girl who doesn’t have a mind of her own.

She is so innocent that she couldn’t tell right from wrong, nor does she respect life or death. She simply acts as she pleases.

So, in the original plot, she could take particular care of Gu Hao since she likes his appearance. She could also flare up when she wants Gu Hao’s jade pendant but couldn’t get it.

Judging from what is happening at the moment, it isn’t a surprise if she pushes someone off a cliff for a jade pendant.

However, right now Gu Hao turns totally angry.

The moment that Lan Bing Xin launches her next attack, he knocks her sword off her hand.

The practitioner lets out a sigh of relief and puts a pill into his mouth to stop his bleeding.

Lan Bing Xin frowns but turns happy the second she sees Gu Hao: “Pretty brother!”

She turns around as if something has come her to mind. As expected, she sees Ah Zhao who is standing nearby.

“Pretty sister is here, too.”

With a blood-stained sword in her hand and a man who was almost killed by her standing nearby, she has the brightest of smile, not in the least guilty as someone who is caught with wrongdoing.

Ah Zhao looks at her coldly. “I think you are ugly.”

Lan Bing Xin: “…”

She looks at Ah Zhao puzzled, a little at a loss. The smile on her face gradually disappears.

Ah Zhao continues: “You are so ugly that I hate to look at you.”

Lan Bing Xin looks frustrated and her eyes start to water.

Ah Zhao lifts her hand and a long whip appears in her hand. She asks seriously: “I’m not happy when I see you. Can I whip you to death?”

Lan Bing Xin looks intimidated, she opens her mouth: “Pretty sister, how can you, how can you do that to me?”

She’s not stupid. She knows that she’s no match for Ah Zhao.

With a slight flick, Ah Zhao’s whip cracks loudly in the air.

“You can cut him dead. Why can’t I whip you to death?”

Lan Bing Xin opens her mouth. Pointing at that practitioner, she says angrily: “He has stained my dress. I’m very upset.”

Ah Zhao nods: “You are so ugly that upsets me.”

Lan Bing Xin remains silent.

She lowers her head as if she is pondering.

Ah Zhao takes her whip back and says: “If you keep killing indiscriminately, I’ll take your power.”

After she has said that, she turns around to examine that practitioner who has lost an arm.

At that exact moment, a murderous intent descends on her.

Ah Zhao snorts coldly. She doesn’t even turn around.

With a flick of her sleeve, she looks down and sees three jade needles as thin as the hair of a cow on her sleeve. The tips of the needles shine with a dark-blue glow which are obviously poisonous.

Ah Zhao sneers. Lifting her hand, she grabs in the middle of the air and has Lan Bing Xin who is about to run away in her palm like a chick.

“Want to kill me?”

Lan Bing Xin looks up at her: “Though you are very beautiful, you are terrible!”

“Is that the reason why you want to kill me?”

Ah Zhao does admire she reasoning and wonders where she gets that from.

She doesn’t want to waste her breath with Lan Bing Xin anymore. Her hand moves slightly and her whip appears again.

“I’ve told you that I’ll take all your power away if you dare to kill again.”