I Became the Little Demon in Leading Role's Family-Chapter 176 - 178 You’re Already Realistic, Now You Don’t Even Allow People to Speak

Chapter 176: Chapter 178 You’re Already Realistic, Now You Don’t Even Allow People to Speak

Bai Zhi felt that today, Moh Li was just here for laughs. Could it be he thought life was too dull and decided to find some fun for them?

"I’m just waiting for Master to come back."

Moh Li was quite frustrated and growing anxious as well; he was about to go down the mountain, yet this was the situation.

"How about, I help you?"

Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow and looked at Moh Li.

"Do you have such good intentions?"

Moh Li was somewhat disbelieving; he always knew Bai Zhi would never help without a reason.

"You’re not going to ask for money again, are you?"

Moh Li eyed Bai Zhi, mulling over this concern. All the money he had at the moment was off-limits. What was Bai Zhi plotting this time?

Moh Li’s guarded appearance annoyed Bai Zhi. What was this supposed to mean? Did he think she would harm him?

She just felt that if Moh Li was cautious of Ouyang, then maybe they could cooperate in the future?

"But I don’t have any money," Moh Li furrowed his brow. His funds were truly untouchable. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be reluctant to pay since, after all, descending the mountain like this was always a hassle.

"What do you mean by that? I am your senior sister, after all. Isn’t it normal for me to help you? Can you not assume I’m so materialistic?"

An involuntary twitch crept across Bai Zhi’s lips. For Moh Li to act this way was no fun at all. It was only natural for her to be a bit wary around someone like Ouyang, wasn’t it?

"You are materialistic..."

Moh Li weakly retorted since he remembered just how violent Bai Zhi could be.

She was indeed materialistic, and yet she forbade others to mention it.

"Alright, then how about this: I help you out now, and you owe me one. You’ll help me out in the future, okay?"

Bai Zhi thought it over before speaking. If he didn’t agree, then so be it. It wasn’t her who was in a rush right now.

As for why she would help, it was because they were fellow disciples. She was just that good-hearted.

Well, not exactly. It was because he was taken under the old man’s wing, and he was Ouyang’s cousin. He wasn’t just anyone—perhaps he could be of help to her in the future.

And really, she truly was a kind soul.

Moh Li hesitated since he couldn’t quite see through the Bai Zhi in front of him. Why did she want to help him now? Before, it was about the salary, but why now?

When it came to the bond between fellow disciples, these days even brotherly affection was scarce, let alone camaraderie derived from sharing the same master. But at this moment, he indeed had no other option.

"Okay, deal. But the specifics of the favor will depend on the situation, and whether I can help or not."

Moh Li added one last condition. For him, he could only decide once everything was thought through; each of his steps was like walking on thin ice.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Bai Zhi was already getting impatient. Why was this guy so long-winded?

Bai Zhi returned to the old man’s pharmacy, with its two exceptionally tall rooms, filled entirely with shelves of Chinese medicine ingredients, all processed and perhaps even more complete than any found in the county city’s pharmacies.

Bai Zhi immediately found the ingredients she wanted and began to grind the medicine...

Moh Li was watching all along, but she seemed to be adding them haphazardly, meaning without precise measurements. How did it seem to him that Bai Zhi was just fooling around with him?

Annoyed, Moh Li turned and walked away, but Bai Zhi was still serious about it. Once finished, she added some water, turning it into paste, looked up, and wondered, "Where did he go?"

Bai Zhi finally found Moh Li, only to see him sitting expressionlessly on the back hillside, completely silent.

"Here, I’ve finished it, why are you running away?"

Bai Zhi was somewhat puzzled—hadn’t she asked him to wait?

"You used your hands to apply the Medicine Powder."

Moh Li glared at Bai Zhi with a dark face.

Bai Zhi looked somewhat lost and then nodded.

"Yeah, what about it?"

Seeing Bai Zhi admit it made Moh Li even angrier, and he let out a cold laugh.

She still asked him what was wrong? The preparation of traditional Chinese medicine was a very serious matter. Even the slightest excess or deficiency could lead to vastly different outcomes. In the past, he didn’t realize the effort needed, and now, despite all his efforts, he couldn’t achieve such precision.

Yet Bai Zhi treated it like a child’s play, using her bare hands instead of a scale. Wasn’t this reckless?

"Bai Zhi, you’re clearly just making fun of me. The preparation of traditional Chinese medicine is so serious, yet you handle it so carelessly. It can be very dangerous, do you understand that?"

Moh Li looked at Bai Zhi with severity. Every formula, whether to save lives or take them, could yield entirely different outcomes with just the smallest of differences. Did she even realize that?

"So, you mean to say this?"

Only then did Bai Zhi understand what he meant. It was because she hadn’t used a scale, that very small one which she really couldn’t operate. But having dealt with ingredients for two lifetimes, and medicine every day this past month, she was most familiar with the weight of her own hands.

Not even a scale could match her accuracy. Her touch was the best measure.

Bai Zhi knew that right now, she would not be able to explain herself clearly, so she walked directly over to Moh Li.

"What’s the matter, struck a nerve and now you’re flying off the handle?"

Moh Li noticed Bai Zhi marching toward him with a fierce look.

"You’re too long-winded. I want to shut you up."

Bai Zhi always preferred to speak with actions. She walked right up to him and smeared his face, but of course, Moh Li was unwilling and snatched hold of her hand.

But don’t get it wrong—Moh Li was actually quite capable. At least, Bai Zhi hadn’t managed to break free right away.

Bai Zhi gave a cold smile.

"Do you think that just because you believe it, it becomes the truth? Moh Li, since you’ve never believed in me, naturally you won’t trust anything I do. You’re too guarded."

Moh Li’s guard was indeed heavy. Although Bai Zhi didn’t know exactly what had happened to him, to be this highly on guard, could he actually trust anyone?

Or rather, did he not even trust his own teacher?

"Moh Li, do you not even trust the teacher?"

Bai Zhi’s question was so abrupt that it took him a moment to respond, even hesitating for a few seconds.

"No, I naturally trust the teacher."

Seeing Moh Li like this, Bai Zhi suddenly knew why she had kept him digging all this time.

"You deserve to be digging, Junior Brother. Although you’re quite skilled, do you know? Your brute force is a real weakness."

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Bai Zhi’s mouth, and a breeze lifted her hair. When she smiled gently, Moh Li actually saw her faint dimples—could they be considered cute?

In that brief moment, Bai Zhi smeared his face, rubbing forcefully without any concern for his discomfort—sorry, it wasn’t something Bai Zhi would consider.

Moh Li felt a stinging pain on his face. She truly hadn’t been gentle with her effort. Eventually, he stopped resisting; after all, she had already applied it, and in a short time, his face turned completely white.

"Just wait a bit longer, about ten minutes, and then you can wash your face. By the way, do you want to do the same to your hands, so the color matches?"