The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder
chapter-179-1

This gal is doing this on purpose! Although she understands this in her heart, but due to Qi Qiqi’s fists, Xue Qilin could only smile apologetically at Xia Xue and give a hollow laugh.

“Little Xue, you have transcended the secular, you wouldn’t sow discord like an old woman, right?”

“What do you think?” Xia Xue assumed a profound smile on her face.

“Ugh… I don’t think you will? Ha-ha…”

Xue Qilin rubbed her hands like an unscrupulous merchant.

“Well, I also don’t think I will. But that depends on my mood.”

Xia Xue habitually played with her hair. At the same time, she turned to face the ceiling, looking at who knows what. But she can still see Xue Qilin in her peripheral vision.

“If I am in a good mood, I naturally won’t be wordy. Conversely, if I am in a bad mood, who knows what I will say.”

That hoodlum Xia Xue is threatening me, telling me to please her! Xue Qilin understood this in an instant. Although she is gnashing her teeth in her heart, but in order to avoid calamity, she can only acquiesce. Qi Qiqi’s fists are really dreadful.

After a “humph”, Xue Qilin sat down on the floor resignedly and assumed an attitude of coming to terms.

“Let’s talk, what do you want? Let me say this first, I won’t commit any evil acts!”

“Wow, our Young Ancestor sure is righteous.”

Xia Xue smiled disdainfully.

Then, she crossed her arms, tilted her head, and made an “um –” sound. At the same time, her eyes began to wander around. She looks like she’s thinking of something crafty.

Waiting quietly, Xue Qilin glanced at her both indignantly and helplessly. Xia Xue took more time thinking than she imagined.

After getting tired of waiting, Xue Qilin began to shake her legs impatiently.

“Are you done thinking?” Xue Qilin looked at the sky and found that the sun is about to rise, “Hurry up, Little Qi will get up soon. Let me tell you this, you won’t get anything if I’m exposed!”

“Yes yes yes.”

Taking a page from Xue Qilin’s book, Xia Xue said perfunctorily.

Before long, looking like she came up with an idea, her smile became bright abruptly.

“I’m done.”

Xia Xue suddenly pointed to a place with a finger.

Xue Qilin looked over subconsciously.

The water colored hair has spilled on the ground, the beautiful face is like a fertile land that cultivates beautiful facial features — a delicate and rosy little nose that expands and contracts a little with the breathing and lush lips dyed with a light pink color.

The owner of all this has a slender figure, yet gives off a steady and gentle feeling. She exudes a fresh, natural breath, like a small sparkling lake.

— Little Yun? Xue Qilin was taken aback when she saw the water colored girl lying on the floor. Before this, she hadn’t noticed Shui Yun’er at all.

Why is she sleeping here? Did I hit her when I fell on the ground just now? Xue Qilin’s face expressed this question.

Probably seeing through the question in the other party’s heart, Xia Xue explained in passing.

“After she got drunk last night, you didn’t move her back to her room. That being the case, what’s weird about her sleeping here? But to have a bad yet to sleep on the floor, how amusing — um!”

“It turns out — hey, wait a minute!” Xue Qilin realized something all of a sudden, “Weren’t you the first one to get drunk yesterday? Why do you know so much?”

It should be noted that every time Xia Xue has three glasses of wine, she will get drunk and fall asleep. Can someone this drunk still notice changes around them?

It’s unlikely, unless she has a unique talent; of course, if she wasn’t drunk to begin with, then everything can be explained.

As for Xue Qilin–

“You weren’t drunk last night?”

She is more inclined to believe in the latter.

“I’m just someone who gets fast drunk and fast awake. Look, isn’t there a lot of people like that?”

Xia Xue looks like she’s stating a matter of no concern to herself. Xue Qilin isn’t sure if she is lying or not.

“Who knows if you…”

Xia Xue curved the corners of her mouth even more, disapproving.

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you. On another note, do you really not care?”

“Not care about what?”

“I’m saying, do you really not care if you don’t please me? Although I am magnanimous, but I can’t keep the secret if I’m in a bad mood. I can’t change this about myself.”

Xia Xue, propping her head up, gazed at Xue Qilin.

“By the way, let me mention this to you. Right now, I am in a rather ordinary mood, really ordinary.”

“You–!”

Xue Qilin is so angry that she nearly belched blood. But after all, she was in the wrong in the first place. She has no way to deal with Xia Xue. She humphed twice, and then looked away, not too happy.

“Hurry up, I’m listening.”

“Hmm, is that how you ask for a favor?”

Xia Xue raised her eyebrows, not too satisfied.

A man of character can bow his head and can stand tall! Don’t bother with her, don’t bother with her! After Xue Qilin placed a hand on her chest to calm down, she smiled stiffly.

“Miss Xia, what are your instructions? As long as it can make you happy, I am willing to brave any difficulties.”

Xia Xue was silent. Her gaze, which fell on Xue Qilin, was gradually dyed with derision.

“How spineless… it’s a bit sickening. Is it really okay for the Merak Temple to have such a Young Ancestor?”

“Ai, I’m tired.”

Xue Qilin no longer cares to bother.

“If you still don’t say it, then I’m going to bed.”

“Really, no sense of humor.” Xia Xue curled her lips, “Okay, take off Little Sister Shui’s socks, and then put them on.”

“Hey, it’s that simple? Okay — wait a minute, what did you say?” Suddenly, Xue Qilin realized that it’s improper and pointed at Shui Yun’er, agitated, “You want me to take off Little Yun’s socks and put them on?”

“Yes, you heard me right. It seems that your ears are quite sharp. I thought that I would have to make an appointment with a doctor for you if didn’t understand that.”

The smile on Xia Xue’s face deepened.

“What? It’s simple, right? It was fun watching you help Little Sister Temple Master put on a sock just now. But now I want to see something more exciting.”

“More exciting? Are you saying saying that it is exciting to have me take off other people’s socks and put them on my own feet? Are you sick?”

Xue Qilin can’t understand the fun of this sort of thing. She is really nervous right now.

“Well, sick… Whether I’m sick or not, aren’t you going to give in anyway? Oh, it’s your fault for being so afraid of Little Sister Temple Master. She tells you to go to the west and you dare not to go to the east, she tells you to eat — well, it’s nothing.”

“Wait, why do I feel like you wanted to say something very rude?”

“So nosy.” Xia Xue circumvented the topic impatiently, and then brought the it back to the right track, “Are you doing it or not? Choose quickly, do you want to be beaten, or do as I say?”

“Ah, this wretch Xia Xue!”

Xue Qilin squatted down and held her head in her hands.

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