Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As Gu Mengmeng held the torch, walking one step at a time towards the faithful messenger fighting against Elvis, the faithful messenger was stunned and it was as if he could not believe his eyes, staring straight at Gu Mengmeng’s face that had been lit up by the light from the fire. Her smile was so crafty yet so intelligent. He needed no other evidence to deeply believe that this female, who had a beauty that could make one suffocate, is the next messenger of the Beast Deity.
Elvis was not going to let him off just because he was in a daze. With a punch to his chin, blood and a tooth spurted out from his mouth, causing the faithful messenger to fall backwards as he could only see a black whirlpool in front of him. Even so, he still stared right in Gu Mengmeng’s direction. It was difficult to tell what his look meant, it was just a little wretched, a little ferocious.
Gu Mengmeng patted Elvis’ arm, saying, “You’ve worked hard, mister tribe leader. Leave the rest to me.”
Elvis looked at the faithful messenger who had fallen onto the ground unable to get up and did not say anything. He only walked backwards silently, maintaining a distance whereby he was able to react quick enough to break his neck before he even has any slight movement that might put Gu Mengmeng in danger, and left Gu Mengmeng to vent her anger on him.
“Mister faithful messenger.” Gu Mengmeng squatted down beside him, snorting at his mouth that was still bleeding profusely. She squinted her eyes with a sneer, “Since you came from afar, we should have treated you with hospitality. However, you were really too disrespectful, causing me to feel very uncomfortable.”
Gu Mengmeng never gave the faithful messenger any opportunity to speak. Her slender fingers flipped a few times in the flame, and she could see his astonished expression from her peripheral vision. In disdain, she thought: You ignorant bandit. These tricks that I learned from the magician when I worked part time at a theme park barely fooled little kids, but to you… it’s considered pretty marvelous, isn’t it?
Gu Mengmeng snorted contemptuously as she saw how the faithful messenger was shocked till his eyes were about to fall out, then continued, “We have a few things that we better settle.”
Gu Mengmeng casually took the beast skin that she had originally draped over her body, but had now become a torn rag, “This piece of beast skin, was sewn by hand by my Mother Beast when I was born. Aiya, and now it has been torn because of you. Now tell me… how are you going to make it up to me?”
After listening to Gu Mengmeng’s rambling, no matter how sly the faithful messenger was, he was still limited by his knowledge, not understanding the concept of “Faking an accident for compensation”. Gu Mengmeng usually do not bother doing such things, but she was really too angry today. How can anyone use proper rules to deal with such neurotics? Sorry, Gu Mengmeng is the type who treats you ten times better if you treat her nicely. But if you dared to bully her, then she would not only make life a hundred times worse for you, and more.
“I… I will hunt ten more pieces to return to you…” blood filled the mouth of the faithful messenger, making it difficult for him to speak. He was even sputtering droplets of blood onto Gu Mengmeng’s face.
Disgusted, Gu Mengmeng furrowed her brows, “Huh, but this was from the Beast Deity, how are you going to hunt back ten pieces for me?”
“Isn’t… isn’t this given to you by your Mother Beast?” the faithful messenger’s tongue kept going numb, and his brain was still buzzing. It was not that he was smart, it was just that Gu Mengmeng had too big of a loophole in her words…
However, Gu Mengmeng laughed out loud and moved her tiny mouth beside the faithful messenger’s ear as if she was going to whisper a secret. Without lowering her voice, she said one word at a time, “You didn’t hear that properly, did you? What I said was, this was sewn by hand by my Mother Beast, but the one who gifted this piece of beast skin to me, was the Beast Deity~”