"You don't have to worry about what I want to do! I just ask you, give it or not!" the master of Zixiao Pavilion shouted sternly.
Shen Ning clicked his tongue, showed a disapproving expression, and shook her head at him.
"I said, uncle, have you made a mistake? You obviously want something from me. Why are you being so cruel to me, as if I owe you something? How can there be anyone in this world? Is this how you ask for help?”
The face of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion suddenly turned green. He slammed the table and shouted: "Girl, if you dare to talk nonsense again, this table will be your example!"
He slapped it with his palm, and the extremely hard rosewood table suddenly collapsed and turned into a pile of broken wood. The things on the table fell to the floor.
"Tsk tsk tsk, uncle, I can't tell, your kung fu is so good! It's just a pity that such a beautiful desk must be worth a lot of money, right? I said, uncle, if you want to kill me, just look at my head and say hello, why bother? How about venting your anger on a table? It’s here just fine, and I didn’t bother you, so why bother?”
Shen Ning sat down on the chair, shook her head at the broken wood and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity!"
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion almost went crazy. His hands were shaking violently. If Shen Ning hadn't been a woman, he would have taken action uncontrollably.
"Girl, do you think I'm scaring you? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
He gritted his teeth, and each word seemed to be forced out from between his teeth.
"Hey, when did I say you don't dare to kill me? My life is here. You can take it if you want it."
There was no trace of fear on Shen Ning's face. She continued to look around as she spoke.
The face of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion cannot be described as ugly, it is even uglier than eating smelly stool.
She didn't want to look at such an ugly face, so she might as well admire the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. Each one was written by a famous artist and was full of artistic conception.
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion endured and endured, and finally suppressed the murderous anger in his chest.
He took a few deep breaths and said harshly: "I won't kill you, but I won't let you go either. I will imprison you for the rest of your life, so that you will live in darkness forever and never be seen." Guangming, you will never see the person you want to see again!"
Shen Ning's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but look at the Master of Zixiao Pavilion with admiration.
His eyes were really powerful, no matter how well he concealed them, he still saw his weaknesses.
Yes, what he said was what she was most worried about. She was not worried that he would kill her, but if he really imprisoned her here for the rest of her life, she would never see Mo Chuan again.
Thinking of this, she immediately turned her face to face the Master of Zixiao Pavilion and smiled slightly.
"Uncle, what do you mean, if I write out those two military books and give them to you, and then draw the blueprint of this pistol, you will let me go?"
Let her go
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion was slightly stunned. He had never thought of letting her go, but he might as well agree to it now. If he refused, the girl would lose hope and she would never hand over what she wanted. .
"Okay, as long as you give it to me, I will let you go."
When he spoke, his eyes rolled slightly and then stopped moving, but such a small expression fell into Shen Ning's eyes.