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The unbearable itch suddenly vanished, and Thousand Poisons Qian lay trembling on the ground, gasping for air with a hoarse voice, "You… you… you've killed me!"
At that moment, he truly felt that death would be a mercy.
Thousand Poisons Qian broke down, wailing, "I… I was wrong, please spare me… sob…"
Luo Mei shook her head and said, "It's always such a letdown to see people like him. They're ruthless when bullying the weak, but the moment they're the ones being bullied, they just beg for mercy without any backbone. They're not even as brave as a child willing to face death!"
Thousand Poisons Qian thought to himself, "Damn it, I'd also like to go down together in death… but how can I take you with me?"
Mi Youran said, "Wife, let it go. Just kill him and be done with it."
At that moment, Thousand Poisons Qian actually felt a bit grateful towards this fierce man, which goes to show how cruel the previous torture had been.
Luo Mei said coldly, "Absolutely not!"
Desperate, Thousand Poisons Qian pleaded, "How can I get you to spare me… I truly regret it, I apologize… I…"
Luo Mei's heart stirred slightly, and she said, "Well… let me think…"
Mi Youran looked at Luo Mei, puzzled about what trick she was planning next. He knew his wife detested Thousand Poisons Qian, and he felt the same. However, as a man, he thought killing should be as simple as nodding off, that death ends all troubles, and there was no need for excessive torment.
After a while, Luo Mei said indifferently, "I might spare you if you do something for me. Do it well, and you're off the hook!"
Thousand Poisons Qian went limp, barely clinging to a sliver of hope for life, and quickly agreed, "I'll do it, I'll do anything!"
Luo Mei said, "Mi Xiaojing needs a bodyguard, a scapegoat. You'll be his guard. Remember, his word is my word. You must not resist or oppose him. If he tells you to die, you die. Understand?"
Ah?
Thousand Poisons Qian was completely bewildered. To be a junior's bodyguard, how could he face anyone after this?
"Don't agree?"
Terrified, Thousand Poisons Qian screamed, "I agree, I agree!"
Luo Mei added, "One more thing to remember: if you even think of harming him, you'll know the consequences. You only get one chance, and when that time comes… don't regret it. With your cultivation level, killing you would be like squashing a bug!"
Thousand Poisons Qian shivered. A Mahayana Realm woman! It was his first time realizing that someone could cultivate to such a realm, a true miracle. Defeated by such a person, he was thoroughly convinced, not even thinking about resistance, let alone escape.
"Yes, yes…"
Mi Youran was a bit worried and said, "What if he tries something?"
Luo Mei replied, "He has a Great Yin Cold Heartbreak Needle in him! I've attached a strand of my Divine Sense to it. If he dares to act out, I'll make his life a living hell!"
Great Yin Cold Heartbreak Needle!
Thousand Poisons Qian had never heard of it, but it sounded ominous, especially after the previous unbearable itch, he did not want to experience it again. He never knew a simple itch could make life worse than death.
Moreover, the fact that she could attach a strand of Divine Sense to it was further proof of her Mahayana Realm prowess. At this point, Thousand Poisons Qian completely gave up any thought of trickery.
"But… if I go directly, that kid will never… never believe me."
"That's your problem to figure out!"
Luo Mei's words made Thousand Poisons Qian feel like crying. It was too cruel.
Exhausted in body and spirit, he struggled to his feet, only to find his body twisted and contorted, bent where it should be straight, and straight where it should be bent, looking very odd, even hunched over.
Seeing his bizarre appearance, Luo Mei frowned and looked at Mi Youran, "Should we break it and set it again?"
Terrified, Thousand Poisons Qian trembled, "No, please!"
"Suit yourself! Now go… I don't care how you do it, but if you fail, you know what will happen!"
Mi Youran said calmly, "And remember, you must never mention us, not a word. Understand? If you let it slip, you're dead!"
Thousand Poisons Qian's face was twisted, his whole appearance drastically altered, as he staggered back the way he came, knowing his days of freedom were over.
As he walked, he thought, "What's Mi Xiaojing's relation to that bitch couple? A Mahayana Realm Cultivator… it's unbelievable. Why did I have to mess with that kid… Strange, why am I so unlucky lately?" His mind was a mess with all sorts of thoughts.
Luo Mei and Mi Youran watched Thousand Poisons Qian leave, with Luo Mei regretting, "We should have found a bodyguard for our son sooner, it's all your fault!"
Mi Youran offered a sheepish smile, "The kid's got guts, like me… heh."
Luo Mei huffed, "No, like me!"
Mi Youran sighed, "It's a pity we still can't meet him. With all the karma he carries, what will happen in the future… sigh."
Luo Mei said, "We'll keep an eye on him. As long as we nip any danger in the bud, I refuse to believe we can't protect him!"
Mi Youran had more to say but kept it to himself. Whether it was the Western Evolutionary Sect or the Heart Sect, they were all affected by Mi Xiaojing. He was like a harbinger of disaster, bringing instability wherever he went.
If he told Luo Mei, she would worry again, so he kept silent.
The key issue was that they still couldn't meet Mi Xiaojing, though being nearby shouldn't be a problem. Once they met, the future would be uncertain, and Mi Youran had been controlling this aspect. Despite Luo Mei's assertiveness, she listened to her husband on critical matters.
***
Thousand Poisons Qian stopped not far from the manor, grinding his teeth for a long time before finally walking inside, dejected.
Soon, he reached the lakeside and saw Mi Xiaojing already on alert, holding the Deadly Thousand Thunder. "Eh… what are you doing here again?"
Mi Xiaojing was puzzled. Compared to when he left, Thousand Poisons Qian looked completely different, his body weirdly shaped and hunched. But he could still recognize him as Thousand Poisons Qian.
"Put away the Deadly Thousand Thunder, young master. From now on, I'm your bodyguard…"
Thousand Poisons Qian spoke weakly, looking utterly miserable. Mi Xiaojing and his group were all stunned. What was this old man up to? Had he gone mad?
The same thought crossed everyone's mind.
Is this old man sick?
Mi Xiaojing said, "I don't need a bodyguard. Get as far away from me as you can!"
But Wang Weijun sensed something was amiss and said, "Hold on, there's something wrong with this guy!"
Mi Xiaojing asked, "What's wrong?"