The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 284: Chapter 140: This Time It’s a Swindler (Part 13)

”You little wretch!”

Su Wenbo was both angry and resentful, almost ready to leap up and settle the score with He Tiantian.

He Qingfeng and Su Min quickly stood in front of their daughter to protect her.

He Qingfeng even took the initiative to draw hostility toward his own precious daughter, ”What are you being so fierce for? I told you long ago about the Blood Disaster, and I even advised you to get a peace charm to avoid disaster, but you wouldn’t listen!”

”Now, after being careless and injuring your head until it bled, you don’t reflect on yourself but come blaming my daughter?”

”Young man, I saw earlier that you were just foul-mouthed and empty-headed, but now I see you don’t distinguish between gratitude and grudges, repaying kindness with enmity.”

Su Wenbo: ...I’m so angry, I’m about to die of anger!

Even Su Qing was somewhat astonished.

When the little girl mentioned the ”Blood Disaster” on the plane, he thought it ridiculous, but just to be safe, he went along and had his grandson’s face read.

As a direct relative, Su Qing might not be able to predict Su Wenbo’s future fate.

But to check his grandson’s forehead to confirm if there was any disaster in the near term, Su Qing could still do that.

He carefully looked at his grandson, whose forehead was smooth and bright, showing signs of a favorable upcoming event and meeting a noble person.

How could there be a Blood Disaster?

That’s just utter nonsense.

It was precisely because He Qingfeng indulged his beloved daughter in talking about Blood Disasters and didn’t stop her from selling talismans that Su Qing even more strongly believed this seemingly reputable ”colleague” was actually a swindler.

But now, the Blood Disaster actually happened?

Looking at his grandson’s blood-stained face, Su Wenbo began to doubt life itself.

He wished he could rush forward, wipe his grandson’s face clean, and then carefully read his face again.

”...I, I am going all out against you!”

Su Wenbo, already injured and having lost face in public, was overwhelmed with rage after being ridiculed successively by He Qingfeng and He Tiantian.

He scrambled up from the ground, wiped the blood off his face, and finally could see clearly.

Su Wenbo located He Qingfeng and his daughter, and with a ferocious face, he charged towards them.

He Qingfeng did not treat the situation lightly, and promptly pushed his wife behind him.

Although their Guiyuan Temple had ceased the inheritance of talisman-making, He Qingfeng had practiced martial arts with his master since a young age, as well as the Guiyuan Temple’s unique Qi Cultivation Skill, which he had practiced for over twenty years.

He might not be as formidable in combat as a true mystic, but his Combat Power was not low.

He could handle three to five average adult men by himself.

Of course, the cynical young man in front of him was from the Mystical Sect, with a profound family heritage, and would likely have some real skills.

He Qingfeng could not afford to be careless and was fully alert, ready for the confrontation.

And as Su Wenbo was about to make his move against He Qingfeng, He Tiantian, shielded by her parents, also ceased her smiling.

Her body’s Yin Yang Eye could not only see ghosts and other non-human creatures but could also see energies like Spiritual Energy and yin energy.

Indeed, Su Wenbo had a reason to be so arrogant and proud, having cultivated Spiritual Energy at a young age.

Although the Spiritual Power in his body was not particularly strong, it was more than enough to deal with an ordinary person without any magic training or a protective Spiritual Energy body.

Tiantian’s right wrist subtly rotated, and she extended her index and middle fingers.

Between these two fingers, a ”needle” suddenly appeared.

This was not an ordinary silver needle, but a Qi Needle condensed from yin energy.

Just as Su Wenbo made a move, the Qi Needle would pierce Su Wenbo’s Dantian.

The saying goes: doctors can save lives, but they can also take them.

Tiantian, as the most formidable Immortal Doctor, could destroy Su Wenbo’s Dantian with one move, turning him from a talented up-and-comer from the Mystical Sect into an ordinary person who could no longer practice cultivation.

One could not blame Tiantian for being ruthless.

Su Wenbo, knowing full well that He Qingfeng was a ”swindler” and just an ordinary person, still took the initiative to use magic against him, setting the precedent.

If Tiantian did not have the Immortal Doctor Skill, if Tiantian could not intervene, a single attack from Su Wenbo would leave He Qingfeng either dead or severely injured.

Tiantian destroying Su Wenbo’s Dantian and cutting off his cultivation path was an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Su Wenbo brought upon himself this causality; he could not blame Tiantian for returning to him retribution.

”Wenbo!”

Tiantian’s eyes filled with cold intent, ready for Su Wenbo to act, when at that moment, a voice as smooth as jade came from the arrival gate.

Upon hearing this voice, Su Wenbo, who a second before had been full of ferocity and brimming with aggression, suddenly stopped. He slowly turned his head and indeed saw a familiar figure.