Chapter 60: Angelic Saint

Young girl's blood? Kong Zhe instinctively glanced at her slightly chapped lips.

If you want a drink, can't you just say so? This little brat is really troublesome!

Kong Zhe shook his head and handed her a carton of milk.

Tuantuan stared blankly at the milk in her hands, then puffed her cheeks in displeasure. "I asked for the blood of a young girl. What is this thing you've given me?"

Kong Zhe couldn't help but look at her in confusion.

"What, you don't like milk?"

"Of course not. This murky liquid is produced from the bodies of magical beasts. Drinking it will reduce your magical power—it's extremely dangerous! Besides, how could anyone possibly drink something so sticky, soft, thick, and with such a heavy stench?"

Tuantuan held the milk far away from her as if it were something disgusting, her face full of contempt.

"No wonder you're so tiny..."

Kong Zhe stroked his chin and muttered.

"Don't say I'm short."

That remark hit Tuantuan right where it hurt, making her bristle instantly.

"I didn't say you were short; I just said you were thin!"

Kong Zhe spread his hands, then glanced at the two girls standing side by side, their height difference obvious. "Come to think of it, are you two really the same age?"

The disparity in height and development between them was so stark—one already looked like an adult, while the other still resembled a grade-schooler. Standing together, they didn't look like sisters at all; in fact, they looked more like mother and daughter.

"What..."

Tuantuan, hearing this, instinctively glanced at Xiaolei's chest beside her, then looked down at her own. She puffed her cheeks, two streams of hot air shooting from her nose, growing more and more frustrated.

Finally, she couldn't help but slap Xiaolei's chest.

"Why are your boobs so big?"

"Ah!"

Xiaolei hurriedly stepped back, shielding her chest with both hands like a startled bunny. She spoke plaintively, "I—I don't want them either. They're heavy, and they wobble when I walk. My shoulders ache every night..."

Tuantuan and Kong Zhe were both stunned, clearly struck by her words. It was the first time they'd realized that having a large chest came with its own troubles!

But Tuantuan quickly put the matter aside, her mouth so dry she couldn't bear it. She flung the milk carton at Kong Zhe.

"I don't want this stuff! Give me the blood of a young girl..."

Catching the thrown milk with one hand, Kong Zhe glared at her.

This was the apocalypse—people could barely find enough to eat, and yet this little girl was so picky.

"If you won't drink it, suit yourself. Stay thirsty!"

He put the milk away into his ring and gave a cold laugh, ignoring her from then on.

"Hey!"

Seeing Kong Zhe stow the milk, Tuantuan instinctively reached out for it. After all, she was truly parched, and if there was nothing else, she would have to make do. But seeing that Kong Zhe really wasn't going to bother with her, a wave of grievance welled up in her chest. Her lips pouted high, yet she refused to yield, so in a fit of pique...

She crouched in a corner and started drawing circles.

Before long, she finished a circular magic array, placing a few stones on it.

"Spirits dwelling between heaven and earth, heed my command—bring divine punishment upon this tormentor of prisoners..."

"..."

Kong Zhe was speechless, shaking his head as he walked over and hoisted her up.

"...Blackwing Jax is bound to suffer misfortune..."

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"Stop making noise. I have something to say!"

"Mm, don't touch me!"

Tuantuan began struggling as soon as she was grabbed, flailing her limbs wildly. She finally wriggled free of Kong Zhe's grip, then charged forward, her tiny fists raining blows on him.

"You big meanie, give me the blood of a young girl, I want the blood of a young girl..."

Kong Zhe pushed her head away with one hand, keeping her at arm's length, and sneered, "If you want a young girl, isn't there one right next to you?"

Tuantuan froze, instinctively glancing at Xiaolei beside her. She turned back to Kong Zhe with a look of utter disdain. "Let me suck the blood of my own familiar? Are you some kind of demon?"

Well, in your worldview, I suppose I am a demon.

Kong Zhe shook his head helplessly, then said sternly, "Enough fooling around. I have serious business to discuss, so listen up..."

"Ah, ah, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I just want the blood of a young girl..."

This time, Tuantuan sprawled out on the floor, throwing a tantrum.

Kong Zhe clenched his fists, his head full of black lines. This brat was truly a handful.

"Here, take this—just stop making noise!"

Driven to distraction by her antics, Kong Zhe had no choice but to hand her a bottle of juice.

The moment Tuantuan got her hands on the juice, she stopped fussing, holding her food and drink aloft, letting out a sinister giggle. "Heh heh heh, so you finally surrendered under my mental assault..."

No sooner had she spoken than she eagerly opened the bag and bottle, devouring them ravenously. Even as she ate, her words were muffled.

"Mmm, no wonder it's like maiden's blood. Definitely better than that pure white holy water."

Kong Zhe couldn't help but smile—she was clearly famished.

"Alright, both of you, listen up. I'm taking you back, and once we're outside, stay absolutely silent. Not a sound, even if a magical beast comes right up to you. Understood?"

Xiaolei nodded quickly.

Kong Zhe looked at Tuantuan. "And you? Did you get that?"

"...Mm!" Tuantuan gulped down her food, caught her breath, and waved impatiently. "Yeah, yeah, don't treat me like an idiot. It's a strategic withdrawal—we have to pass through enemy territory... But tell me, my arch-enemy, where are we headed?"

"Where else? We're going to your home!"

Kong Zhe replied coolly.

"Oh... What? My home?"

Tuantuan froze, finally realizing what he meant, her face changing dramatically. "I'm not going home!"

Now it was Kong Zhe's turn to be surprised. Why wouldn't she want to go home?

But before he could ask, Tuantuan explained herself.

"That's the stronghold of the Light Faction, the sanctuary of the Angel Saintess. I'm at odds with them—if I go there, they'll capture me!"

"Angel... Saintess?"

Is she talking about Xue Feifei?

Could there really be a rift between the sisters?

Kong Zhe shook his head and gave her a cold smile. "Whether you go or not isn't up to you! I warn you, behave yourself or I'll carry you back by force!"

"You!"

Tuantuan glared at Kong Zhe, but unfortunately she couldn't beat him. Seeing him reach out to drag her away, she quickly grabbed hold of the stair railing.

"If you try to force me, I'll scream and let the magical beasts bite you!"

Kong Zhe's brow instantly furrowed, his face darkening.

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...

Five minutes later, Tuantuan was trussed up like a parcel, her mouth sealed with tape.

"Mm..."

Tuantuan struggled desperately, but she couldn't make a sound. Her body writhed on the floor like a worm.

Kong Zhe hoisted Xiaolei onto his back and slung Tuantuan over his shoulder.

"Wait here for a bit. I'll be back later!"

With that, he left a message for Hong Ling, who had been waiting at the door, then left the warehouse.

Descending to the first floor, he found the little dog waiting for him at the entrance. It wagged its tail excitedly upon seeing Kong Zhe.

Most of the magical beasts nearby had just charged into the Broken Bridge Mall, so at this moment, there weren't many on the street.

Kong Zhe remained completely invisible, skillfully avoiding a few snow wolves along the way, and soon returned to the building where Xue Feifei's home was.

Only when he reached the door of apartment 601 did Kong Zhe set Xiaolei and the mummy-like Tuantuan down.

"Mm... mm..."

Tuantuan kept wriggling and humming on the floor, her big eyes glaring fiercely at Kong Zhe, clearly expressing her indignation.

Kong Zhe ignored her and went to knock on the door.

"Open up—it's me!"

Xiaolei glanced at Tuantuan on the floor, feeling sorry for her, and looked to Kong Zhe for help. Once he nodded, she hurried over to untie Tuantuan.

Freed from her bonds, Tuantuan scrambled up, and while Kong Zhe wasn't paying attention, tried to make a dash for it with her little legs.

But she hadn't even taken a step before Kong Zhe caught her by the collar and dragged her back.

Just then, the door opened. Xue Feifei stood in the doorway, wearing a white coat. Ever since Kong Zhe had left, she'd been uneasy, feeling as if he might never return.

Now, seeing all three safe and sound back at her door, she finally relaxed.

"Feifei! You're alright too? That's wonderful!"

Xiaolei called out cheerfully.

As Tuantuan's good friend, Xiaolei had often visited their home, so naturally she knew Xue Feifei as well.

"Mm..."

Xue Feifei returned her smile, then noticed Tuantuan dangling from Kong Zhe's hand. Her face couldn't help but show a trace of joy, though she quickly concealed it, giving a cold snort and saying somewhat awkwardly, "Why did you bring her here?"

Kong Zhe's eye twitched. He was speechless.

Why did I bring her? Who was it who cried and begged me to bring her back in the first place?

Clearly, there was some trouble between the sisters. But that wasn't his concern. Shaking his head, Kong Zhe walked right in.

As soon as he entered, a pungent stench assaulted his senses.

"As expected from the Angel Saintess' room—it's... so foul!"

Tuantuan pinched her nose, face full of disdain.

Kong Zhe couldn't help but frown. "Xue Feifei, didn't I tell you before I left? Clean up the place a bit—you're a woman, can't you pay attention to basic hygiene?"

Xiaolei instinctively pinched her nose as well, but feeling that was impolite, quickly let go. Still, her discomfort was easy to see.

Xue Feifei was baffled by their reactions. She sniffed the air in the room, then lifted her arm and smelled herself. With a puzzled expression she asked, "Is it really that bad? I don't smell anything."