Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Excessive Lust Leads to Disaster, Cutting for Permanent Cure Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Excessive Lust Leads to Disaster, Cutting for Permanent Cure They turned their heads to look, and beneath that dim, murky dawn, the girl under the tree was playing with an acupuncture kit she had found who-knows-where. She pulled out a few slender silver needles and smiled lightly, “Excessive lust leads to disaster, castration ensures eternal remedy.”
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Did this crazy woman actually want to castrate them all?
Zhou Shuai had no time to care that his face had been slapped into a pig’s head by his own underling, his mouth muffled as he shouted at the top of his lungs, “Run, run fast!”
A group of men were so terrified that they were pissing themselves and ran back the way they came, crazed with fear. They swore they had never run as fast as this, not even during their high school fitness tests when they had to run a thousand meters.
The mountain wind whooshed by, drenching the backs of their clothes with sweat.
They didn’t know how long they had run when Zhou Shuai, the fatty, couldn’t keep up any longer, his legs gave out and he stopped, propping a fat hand on his knees, panting heavily.
Yellow Hair squatted behind, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and cursed, “Lucky we ran fast, lucky we ran fast, or we would’ve been screwed.”
As their tensed nerves relaxed, Zhou Shuai collapsed on the ground, and couldn’t help but start boasting, “Fuck my life, that little bitch, normally I’d definitely be the first one…”
An indolent, ethereal voice interrupted him, “Oh? You want to be the first one? I’ll satisfy your little wish.”
Everyone went silent instantly. They all stared straight at their buddy with a chill running down their spines.
Zhou Shuai shivered and turned his head to look. Bai Chuwei held a few silver needles that emitted an unusual chill, smiling at them.
Everyone screamed in horror. How were they still at the back door of Lingyin Temple? Hadn’t they run away?
“Miss, these men are so strange.”
The young Monk finished his morning prayers and slipped outside, only to see Bai Chuwei playing with her acupuncture kit, and seven or eight laymen were actually lining up to run circles around a big tree.
The Monk had seen this before; those school students ran laps around the track just .
Bai Chuwei hadn’t done much, just a little “Illusion Technique.”
Zhou Shuai was so scared he wished he could faint, and continued to scream as he looked at Bai Chuwei holding the silver needles, “Save me, save me—”
The old patriarch sighed lightly. Who exactly was the victim here?
Zhou Shuai’s scalp tingled with fear as he barked wildly, “I’m Zhou Zhen’s son, you dare to harm me?”
Bai Chuwei was amused. She leisurely dragged that silver needle across Zhou Shuai’s face, her smile deepening, “Oh? You know you’re Zhou Zhen’s son, yet you don’t understand my relationship with the Imperial Capital’s new noble, the Liu Family. You dare to send people to harm me? Aren’t you afraid the Liu Family will trouble the Zhou Family?”
Almost visible to the naked eye, Zhou Shuai’s greasy, fatty face broke out in disgusting goosebumps!
Bai Chuwei said, “Answer me.”
Zhou Shuai, in a fit of rage, blurted out without a second thought, “What the fuck am I scared of? That old bastard Zhou Zhen is kicking me out of the Zhou Family. Do I care if the Zhou Family lives or dies?”
“Great, if I can’t be the rich young master, I’ll make sure the Zhou Family goes down with me!”
Zhou Shuai gasped for air as he shouted, his heart screaming with satisfaction.
That’s exactly what he had planned. Zhou Zhen now only had his new son, Chen Chen, in his heart. Where did that leave him, after being his son for twenty-one years? Since Zhou Zhen, that son of a bitch, had no fatherly affection, then he wanted the entire Zhou Family to go down with him.
Chen Chen wants to be the wealthy young master?
Go be a bankrupt young master!
“You beast, what did you just say?!”