Chapter 220
Chapter 220
In Eighth Master Chang’s eyes, Chen Daji and the others fighting was as boring as children playing house.
“Little bastard, little fatty, did you two skip breakfast?
“Put some strength into it!
“Those pathetic little taps couldn’t even kill a toad!”
Hua Jiunan smiled, stepped forward, and cupped his fists to Eighth Master Chang.
“Thank you for coming, Eighth Master. Let’s go home.”
Eighth Master Chang did not dare delay. With a gentle curl of his tail, he placed Hua Jiunan on his back.
“You’re too polite, young master physician.
“Hmm… It’s cold out. How about I put the wok over your head?”
Although Hua Jiunan was only fifteen, he still cared about his appearance. Without the slightest hesitation, he declined Eighth Master Chang’s “heartfelt kindness.”
Eighth Master Chang did not mind. He thought to himself,
*The young master physician is wearing our ancestor’s Dragon Skin, so naturally a little cold can’t bother him.*
*Hehe. In that case, Eighth Master will run even faster today. It would be wonderful if Chen Daji, that little bastard, froze to death!*
Once he made up his mind, he wasted no words.
His great tail swept out again and tossed Chen Daji, who was still “fighting valiantly,” onto his back.
“Hold tight, young master physician. We’re leaving!”
Before his words had faded, he transformed into a gale and vanished.
Only Zhao Fei remained standing awkwardly in place.
Facing Li Jinlong’s hateful gaze, the fist he still held in the air looked particularly out of place…
“Don’t say Lord Fatty didn’t warn you! Li Jinlong, if you dare hit me now, Hua Boss won’t let you off!”
Li Jinlong rose with a sinister grin. After a moment’s hesitation, he decided not to make trouble for Zhao Fei.
“Fatty Zhao, you’d better get the hell out of here before I change my mind!”
Zhao Fei wanted to leave him with a few face-saving words, but when he met Li Jinlong’s icy gaze, he could not bring himself to speak.
Helplessly slapping his enormous backside, he took off running down the mountain.
As he ran, he muttered under his breath,
“What am I going to do now? My pockets are cleaner than my face. I don’t even have the bus fare to get home…”
Elsewhere, Hua Jiunan noticed that Zhao Fei had not mounted the snake and reminded Eighth Master Chang,
“Eighth Master, I think you forgot someone…”
The fierce wind in his face did not affect Eighth Master Chang’s speech at all.
“The young master physician sees all. That Zhao Fei is far too fat!
“If we ran into danger while I was carrying him, the extra weight would slow me down when I fled with you and the little bastard.
“We must think of danger in times of peace. I could never make such an elementary mistake!”
Eighth Master Chang’s argument was logical, well-supported, and filled with righteous conviction. For a moment, Hua Jiunan was actually left speechless.
He could only turn to Chen Daji.
“Daji, call home and have someone else pick Zhao Fei up.”
The freezing wind roared in Chen Daji’s ears. Sniffling, he shouted back,
“B-B-Big Brother, what did you say? I-I can’t hear you!”
Just then, the phone Chen Daji carried rang. Fortunately, Hua Jiunan’s hearing was extraordinary.
Old Sixth Hui’s faintly amused voice came from the other end.
“Come home without worry, young master physician. Our little ones are helping bring Zhao Fei back.”
At that very moment, an astonishing scene unfolded in the desolate wilderness.
No one knew which unlucky person’s grave the little rats had raided, but they had dug out a half-rotted coffin plank.
Zhao Fei sat cross-legged upon it, his face full of resignation. He repeatedly cupped his fists toward the rats around him.
“Thank you for the trouble, Rat Masters. You’ve all worked hard…”
Several dozen sturdy little rats carried the coffin plank and raced forward with grunting cries. Another hundred or so served as an “escort” around them.
Whenever a little rat grew tired, another immediately took its place. No matter what, their speed never suffered.
Most commendably, the little rats were very thoughtful.
They had even placed a meal of offerings for the dead in front of Zhao Fei, so he could eat while traveling if he grew hungry…
When first confronted with the pile of offerings, Zhao Fei had refused in his heart.
*No. I can’t eat this! I’m going to lose weight! I’m going to ride the giant snake!*
But as time passed, Zhao Fei, who had eaten no breakfast, could no longer resist temptation.
According to Zhao Fei’s later recollection, the offerings tasted all right overall.
They were merely a little hard and a little bland…