Chapter 582 - 476: Will You Kill Him Yourself, or Shall I?

"Xiao Mo..."

It was early in the morning.

The sky had just begun to lighten when Tushan Jing Ci shot up in bed.

Slipping on her shoes, Tushan Jing Ci quickly got out of bed and ran out of her room.

She pushed open the door, and when she saw the figure meditating in the courtyard, a lovely smile touched Tushan Jing Ci’s eyes.

"Xiao Mo, you’re back..."

Tushan Jing Ci skipped forward happily.

It was as if the young girl’s entire world had brightened.

Xiao Mo withdrew from his meditation, opened his eyes, and gave Tushan Jing Ci a faint smile. "Yes, I’m back. I’m sorry for worrying you yesterday, Miss."

"Who was worried about you? I wasn’t worried at all," Tushan Jing Ci said, turning her head away in a transparent denial.

Xiao Mo just smiled and said nothing, closing his eyes to continue absorbing the essence of the morning sun.

Tushan Jing Ci continued to watch Xiao Mo.

’Maybe it’s just my imagination,’ she thought, ’but he seems even more handsome now.’

And he was exuding a very pleasant aura.

"Jing Ci..."

Just as Tushan Jing Ci was watching Xiao Mo cultivate, she heard Chen Jue’s voice.

Tushan Jing Ci glanced toward the courtyard gate and saw Chen Jue and his Scholar’s Attendant standing outside.

The Scholar’s Attendant, named Wang Zhong, had a bruised and swollen face, and his hands were wrapped in bandages. He looked quite miserable.

Wang Zhong was holding a box, and there was no telling what was inside.

Seeing Chen Jue and Wang Zhong, Tushan Jing Ci’s willow-like brows furrowed.

Originally, Tushan Jing Ci had been polite to him because he had attended her birthday banquet and because the Celestial Demon Country and Tushan Mansion were on good terms.

But after what happened yesterday, Tushan Jing Ci was filled with nothing but disgust for the man.

Naturally, she did not welcome him to her courtyard now either.

Hearing Chen Jue’s voice, Xiao Mo also opened his eyes, watching the master and servant vigilantly.

"Chen Jue, what are you doing here?" Tushan Jing Ci leaped off her chair, her lips pouting and her beautiful eyes wide with anger.

"Jing Ci, regarding yesterday’s matter, it was my failure to discipline him properly. So today, I brought this fellow Wang Zhong here to offer you our sincerest apologies," Chen Jue said with an innocent, harmless smile. "Might we come into the courtyard to talk?"

Tushan Jing Ci was about to refuse when Xiao Mo, who was standing beside her, gently tugged on the corner of her sleeve and shook his head.

"Hmph!" Tushan Jing Ci turned her head away, extremely displeased. "Fine, come in!"

"Of course, Jing Ci!" Chen Jue hurriedly walked in.

"Say what you have to say, and then get out!" Tushan Jing Ci showed them no courtesy whatsoever.

But Chen Jue wasn’t angered. He simply kicked Wang Zhong, who was beside him, and berated him, "Look what a mess you’ve made! See how angry you’ve made Miss Tushan? Aren’t you going to apologize to her?"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Wang Zhong scrambled forward.

"Miss Tushan, yesterday... I-I must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. It was all my fault. I was wrong to anger you. Please, forgive me. Calm your anger and don’t lower yourself to my level."

As he spoke, Wang Zhong quickly opened the box in his arms. "This is a gift of apology from my young master. It is a five-thousand-year-old Spirit Ganoderma. While it may not be an exceptionally precious item, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation and replenishing your energy."

With that, Wang Zhong placed the Spirit Ganoderma on the table, then knelt before Tushan Jing Ci and began to kowtow repeatedly.

At heart, Tushan Jing Ci was a kind little girl.

Seeing the bruised, swollen, and bandaged Wang Zhong kowtowing at her feet, she immediately began to soften.

But then Tushan Jing Ci thought of the marks on Xiao Mo’s neck and his bleeding palm.

The anger in Tushan Jing Ci’s heart refused to subside. She clenched her fists, turned her head away, and gave him the cold shoulder.

Seeing this, Chen Jue also stepped forward and said to Tushan Jing Ci, "Jing Ci, I am his master. My failure to teach him properly is indeed my fault as well. So, I too offer you my apologies here."

"And rest assured, Jing Ci, this dog will be sent back to the Celestial Demon Country tomorrow. He will absolutely not be allowed to disgrace himself before you again."

"I hope you won’t trouble yourself with such a lowly person."

"Hmph! You come here to apologize, but you don’t even know who you should be apologizing to! The person you need to apologize to isn’t me! It’s my Xiao Mo!" Tushan Jing Ci huffed. "So what if this Wang Zhong kneels before me now? What does that accomplish?"

"..."

Hearing Tushan Jing Ci’s words, Chen Jue’s brow furrowed.

"Your Highness..." Wang Zhong looked to his master.

In Wang Zhong’s mind, there was no shame in apologizing to a member of the Tushan Clan. After all, she was a Nine-tailed Celestial Fox, a being of noble bloodline!

But now, he was being told to apologize to Xiao Mo.

Normally, he wouldn’t even deign to look at a member of the Human Race, believing them fit for nothing more than to be cooked and eaten.

For Wang Zhong, apologizing to someone from the Human Race was a fate worse than death.

"What are you looking at me for? Don’t you dare take responsibility for your own actions? Go apologize to Xiao Mo!"

Chen Jue bellowed at Wang Zhong, his hands clenched into fists, looking utterly furious.

His anger wasn’t directed at Wang Zhong, but at Xiao Mo.

But he didn’t dare show it now, so he could only take it out on Wang Zhong.

’After all, having my own trusted subordinate apologize to a human is a slap in my own face!’

But thinking of his father’s instructions and the power of the Tushan Clan, Chen Jue could only endure it.

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth, turned to face Xiao Mo, and pressed his palms so tightly against the ground that his fingers dug into the dirt.