Translator : MoonWhisperer, skyrise Editor : Brook Riverside, skyrise
With a faint crack, the Communication Amulet was crushed
Su Luo was too late to stop it.
âHahaha, hahahahaha-â No. 39 fixed his loathsome gaze on Su Luo. His eyes had a hint of a triumphant smirk, and eventually his life ended amidst his laughter.
Su Luo was indeed a bit anxious, althoughâ¦Communication Amulets couldn't be used in Bai Zeâs world anyway, if it was crushed then it was crushed, so what? What an idiot!
No. 38 asked as he came over, â39, what happened?â
What happened to 39? He died.
Su Luo swiftly lifted his corpse and threw it into the cave she had hidden in. Then, she scattered a few drops of Corpse Disintegrating Powder, which made No. 39 dissolve/crumble into thin air.
No. 38, unaware that not even a corpse was left of his brother, patted Su Luoâs shoulder. âWhatâs up with you? You didnât even answer your Communication Amulet!â
Su Luo turned to him and curled her lips.
No. 38 felt that No. 39 was a bit weird, but somehow he couldn't pinpoint exactly how, so he ended up staring at Su Luo.
Su Luo was calm by this point, and she gave No. 38 a cold shove. âWhat are you doing? Have you found the girl from the top 100 Dragon List yet?â
No. 38âs mood dampened.
âIâve gone a whole round and never saw that bratâs shadow. Who knows where she went to hide,â No. 38 wrinkled his brows. âWhat about you? Find anything?â
Su Luo shook her head.
âHave my eyes gone bad or something?â No. 38 doubtfully rubbed his eyes, which were the size of a green bean.
But these green-bean-like eyes actually had surprisingly good vision!
Su Luo snickered internally. Of course your vision has gone bad. Iâm standing right in front of you, yet you canât find me. And you still want to search some more?
But on the outside she was still wearing No. 39âs appearance, grave expression, and wrinkled brows.
âGo another round, take note, and search every corner carefully. That brat isnât so strong; one hit can strike her dead. Where could she possibly hide?â No. 38 ordered.
âRoger!â
Su Luo firmly nodded.
No. 38 began searching again, while Su Luo followed along and stroked her chin.
She had already cleared the traces here. No. 38 definitely wouldnât be able to find anything. Now the question was, what should she do?
Look for a chance to dispose of No. 38, orâ¦
She also didnât know how Senior Brother Zhang Wang was doing, or if he had gotten himself out of trouble yetâ¦
Su Luo felt somewhat restless as she thought of Senior Brother Zhang Wang, and decided that she would let No. 38âs head remain on his shoulders for now. She would collect it later when she was interested, but for now she needed to find Senior Brother Zhang Wang.
No. 38 searched another round until he bumped into Su Luo again.
âYou didnât find her either?â Annoyed, No. 38 swept his eyes over No. 39, âIf you can't find anything, what did I even bring you along for! Good-for-nothing!â
As No. 39, Su Luo smiled along. âIf your sharp eyes canât find anything, how can my much poorer ones?â
Not even Su Luo knew that she had spoken to the bottom of No. 38âs heart.
What Su Luo didnât know was that No. 38 most liked for others to praise his eyes: the more praise the better.
âNaturally, since I couldnât find anything, thereâs no way you did.â No. 38 looked at the sky, then at the grove, and casually summoned and sent a flame into the grove. In the next instant, there was an audible explosion.