Chapitre 30: An Apostle of His Excellency, the Son of God (Part 1)
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
If this little fool truly cared about Shao Qingrou, she would shut her mouth immediately.
Sure enough, the moment Lu Jiu Que heard that Shao Qingrou would be implicated, she nodded right away and said, "Yes, yes. I will not say anything at all! Rest assured about that! But… My body is in great pain. Perhaps I'm injured."
On the one hand, she was speaking pitifully. On the other hand, Lu Jiu Que hadn't forgotten about receiving the crystal coins from the other party.
A bag full of crystal coins. Ha, she had made a fortune!
Once again, the crowd was brought to speechlessness by Lu Jiu Que. They didn't even pay any attention to her slight movements.
Medicinal pills?
At this point in time, she was in a position to mention medicinal pills. This worthless little piece of trash. She didn't expect to lay her hands on their medicinal pills, did she?!
A few people saw how dazed Lu Jiu Que appeared. With her filthy face and bloodstained body, it genuinely seemed like she was seriously injured.
Well, it made sense that she had been injured by Shao Qingrou in her bid to protect Li Ronggui.
But a few of them didn't seem to feel even a tinge of gratitude. They merely snickered secretly.
Asking for medicinal pills? How could this piece of trash be worthy enough to ask for medicinal pills from their Heavenly Divination Sect?
The man who was leading the crowd narrowed his eyes and said, "What a pity! The last medicinal pill I had was just fed to your Sister Shao."
Lu Jiu Que immediately shook her head and said, "No… It's alright even if there are no medicinal pills. Just give me whatever blood-clotting herbs you have that can stop the bleeding. Those will do. I'm fine."
"Ah, we do seem to have some medicinal herbs." The man took out some limp medicinal herbs from his dimensional pocket and casually tossed them to Lu Jiu Que, then amiably, he said, "Here, these medicinal herbs are holy commodities for healing injuries. Remember to use them, ha. We're leaving. Don't forget that you can't say anything, understand? This is for the sake of your Sister Shao."
With that, the group of them turned around and left at the same time. It was as they couldn't bear to take even one more look at her.
How could those dying medicinal herbs possibly have any healing effect? Anyone would snicker if they were used to actually treat serious wounds.
But all they wanted to do was rid themselves of Lu Jiu Que, who was nothing but trouble. That was all. As for whether Lu Jiu Que's injuries were serious or not, or whether she would die or survive, none of this had anything to do with them.
Anyway, they had appropriately taken care of the matter that Elder Li had entrusted them with, had they not?
Lu Jiu Que held onto the medicinal herb that looked like a preserved vegetable without any hint of disdain. Instead, she neatly held it in her arms.
A holy commodity for healing injuries?!
She would remember this humiliation.
…
"Missy, Missy, how are you?"
Aunt Chang returned with worry written all over her face. Seeing that Lu Jiu Que was covered with blood from head to toe nearly scared her out of her wits.
Lu Jiu Que answered in her head that she wasn't doing very good, but as she held onto Aunt Chang's hands, she said in an adorably charming voice, "I'm okay, I'm okay. This is all other people's blood."
"Really?" Aunt Chang seemed a bit unconvinced.
"Really. If you don't believe me, see for yourself!"
Having said this, Lu Jiu Que spun around on the spot. Aunt Chang felt around her body as she spun around and didn't find any wound. That was when she gave Lu Jiu Que a knock on the head.
"There cannot be a second time that you scare me like that again, understand…? Aye, Missy. This won't do. You're still too thin… Blah blah blah… It's already this late. At your age, you should be asleep… Blah blah blah…"
…
Lu Jiu Que was forced to take a bath and thereafter, rushed to bed. A nice way of explaining this was that by doing so, she could grow taller. She really didn't know whether she should cry or laugh at the thought of such a notion.
It had been so many years, and she had never tried going to sleep so early.
Late into the night, after ascertaining that Aunt Chang was sleeping deeply, Lu Jiu Que rose quietly. Rummaging through the boxes, she finally found a long, white robe made of cool material.
Back when the Lu family fell to ruins, they sold almost everything they could.
It was said that this long robe was a relic her father had left behind. Aunt Chang couldn't bring herself to sell it, which was why she had brought it here with her. Unexpectedly, it would be of use.
The only problem was whether it would be too big for her.
-- Cadeau
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