Capítulo 713: Chapter 713: Why Is It You?!
Feng Yuan did not attempt to conceal the ambition in her speech to replace Luo Qingtong.
She knew that those above liked to see their subordinates give their all for them, competing against each other.
She believed that Netherworld Venerable would agree to her request.
"Oh?"
Luo Qingtong behind the screen almost burst into laughter hearing this.
Through the screen, she looked at the figure in the white robe standing in front of her, beneath the Rashamon Ghost Mask, a smile brimming with sinister charm.
She thought that this Heavenly Doctor Saint Hand had come to meet Ye Qianming for some purpose!
It turned out that he was aiming to replace her.
The full ambition in those words was spoken somewhat subtly and arrogantly, yet still heard loud and clear.
Luo Qingtong, interested, decided to play along a bit more.
"Is that so? You should know that within the Black Domain, there already exists the Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes."
The voice behind the screen spoke, indifferent to joy or anger.
Upon hearing this, Feng Yuan's eyes lit up.
Not for any other reason, but because since the other party responded, it meant they were considering it; otherwise, they wouldn't even bother to reply.
Thinking this, her excitement grew.
Her eyes intensely fixed on the figure behind the screen, she said word by word, "As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to nest, a great lord chooses his generals to proceed! With the status of the Lord, naturally, the best doctor should be chosen to accompany him. Though Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes has a great reputation, she might not necessarily be better than me."
"Would the Lord abandon fine timber and use, instead, a decaying and inferior rotten wood?"
Once Feng Yuan spoke these words, Luo Qingtong behind the screen squinted her eyes.
Fine timber, rotten wood, whom is she implicating with these veiled accusations?
Am I, the Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes, an inferior piece of rot compared to her, this rare Heavenly Divine Wood?
In her mind, Little Fragrant Pig also started grumbling indignantly.
"Damn, this Heavenly Doctor Saint Hand is really shameless! She's trying to step over you to climb higher!"
"And listen to what she's saying! If the one standing here was truly Ye Qianming, wouldn't not choosing her mean he isn't a wise ruler, that he lacks vision and prefers your rot over her fine timber?"
"One should have some shame when speaking! This person's skin is thicker than a city wall! I can't take it anymore!"
As Little Fragrant Pig spoke, it suddenly jumped out of Luo Qingtong's embrace and with a bang, pushed over the screen.
Let the opponent see for themselves who they are addressing!
Tsk, utterly shameless.
"Boom," the screen collapsed before them.
Feng Yuan thought Netherworld Venerable had been angered by her words.
From the moment she spoke those provocative words, she had anticipated this outcome.
She had even thought of the exact words to defuse and impress the man, convinced he would see her in a new light, understanding the unparalleled cunning hidden beneath her facade.
However, as she confidently prepared to defuse Ye Qianming's anger and win his admiration, Feng Yuan looked up and was faced with Luo Qingtong's Rashamon Ghost Mask—an image she had never expected.
"How is it you?!"
Looking at the figure before her, even with the fierce Ghost Mask, unable to conceal the youthful elegance and charismatic demeanor, Feng Yuan's expression completely stiffened.
Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes?!
How is it her?!
Thinking back to the words she had just said, all heard by the person before her, Feng Yuan's complexion turned a mixture of pale and red, utterly spectacular.