His motion of applying the ointment paused for a moment, then he frowned and looked at her.
"You’re used to it? Do you get beaten often?"
"Is it always your dad who hits you?"
"Yeah, because I keep making mistakes. Dad says that hitting me more will help me remember."
"Misleading the youth, this method of education is the stupidest one." There was a trace of anger in his tone. If the other party wasn’t her dad, he might have gone to teach him a lesson himself.
"You’re not allowed to speak ill of my dad. Mom says Dad is doing it for my own good. If I don’t learn now, I’ll make bigger mistakes in the future."
"Someone like you, what big mistake could you possibly make?"
"You look down on me?!" She frowned slightly, her expression full of a spirit that rather be killed than humiliated.
"Little girl, you’re just a child, but your temper isn’t small." He said as he raised his hand again.
Seeing he was about to knock on her head again, she instinctively tried to dodge, but was still hit directly.
Seeing her puffed-up face, he was actually in a good mood.
"Hmph." She snorted in an emotional manner, but still obediently extended her other hand in front of him.
Because she had come to believe his words that the swelling would go down tonight, and the hand he had applied ointment to was noticeably less painful.
He carefully applied the ointment for her, very gently. While she initially focused on her own hand, she somehow shifted her attention to his face.
"Want to see my face?" Nie Jiuque asked without looking up.
"No." She shook her head without thinking.
Her answer surprised him.
"Aren’t you even a little curious about how I look?"
"You definitely can’t be better looking than me." She wiggled her little head with a bit of pride, looking confident.
"Even though your hands are nice, and you’re tall, your face definitely isn’t better than mine. Otherwise, why would you wear a mask?"
"Where did you get such confidence?" He asked, amused.
"Mom says I’m the best-looking in the Immortal Realm."
"I’m not from your Immortal Realm."
"Mom also says that demons in the Demon Realm are uglier than each other, with three noses and five eyes, black faces, and long teeth."
"You really are honest, saying anything that comes to mind."
"So what my mom says is true?"
"Then with my three noses and five eyes, a black face and long teeth, are you afraid of me?" He retorted.
"What’s there to be afraid of? My mom was just trying to scare me. I don’t believe there could be someone so ugly."
"Seems like you’re not that dumb after all."
"I’m not dumb to begin with, and you better not call me dumb again."
"Alright, you’re not dumb, you’re just innocent." Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveIꜰire.net
He handed the remaining ointment to her, just as she was about to take it, he pulled it back again.
Seeing her thinking he was teasing her, Nie Jiuque said, "Learn to be smarter in the future, don’t let people hit you anymore."
"You think I like getting hit? Sometimes I don’t even know what mistake I made."
"Just don’t admit to it when you make a mistake."
"Dad says you have to admit when you make a mistake, otherwise, if he finds out, the punishment will be worse."
"It’s always either Dad or Mom, no wonder you get hit, you have no opinion of your own."
"They’re doing it for my good."
"I’m also trying to help you not get hit."
"Tsk, I got hit this time because of you."
"But I didn’t force you to eat that Ziqiong Fruit."
"If you hadn’t stolen all the Ziqiong Fruit, if I only ate one, they definitely wouldn’t have found out."
Seems like... that’s true.
Nie Jiuque felt a bit guilty, so he stuffed the ointment back into her arms, but the next second, he took it away again.