Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 189 - 162: You Smell So Good

Zhao Fang used all her strength to throw, but it didn’t budge.

With someone like Wang Xiaoque’s build, in the past, Zhao Fang could lightly throw her out.

But today, something was off.

After one failed attempt, she tried a second time.

Yet still couldn’t lift her.

She finally lost patience and turned her head.

As soon as she saw the face close to hers, she was so scared that her blood almost froze.

Li Shang had purposely transformed into a horrifying figure, her face was mangled, and her eyeballs were dangling in mid-air.

The visual shock almost sent Zhao Fang into a panic.

"Ah!!!"

However, it didn’t take long before Li Shang’s face returned to normal.

She didn’t like being so ugly, so just a scare for Zhao Fang was enough, no need to maintain that form.

It took Zhao Fang a while to barely recover from the fear. Her face remained pale, but a flame of anger burned in her eyes.

After realizing she had been toyed with, her first reaction was to have Cheng Ye kill these people.

Even without her saying, Cheng Ye had to do so.

Because one of his tasks here was to prevent anyone from discovering the ’Master’s’ secrets.

Without any hesitation, Cheng Ye launched an attack. He kicked powerfully, causing the ground to tremble as his body shot towards Li Shang like an arrow.

His thick arm swung high, wrapped in a fierce wind and tremendous force, aiming at Li Shang’s head to kill her with one strike.

Li Shang, seeing this, showed no fear, her eyebrows arched, eyes flaring with excitement and thrill.

These past two days, she had been stifled staying in the hairpin.

Now finally having the chance to move, how could she not be happy.

She effortlessly spun her body, cleverly evading Cheng Ye’s attack.

Then with a wave of her delicate hand, clusters of ghostly green fire appeared from nowhere, flying swiftly towards Cheng Ye like agile serpents.

Upon seeing this, a rare look of surprise crossed his usually expressionless face.

He hadn’t expected Li Shang to not be human either.

But the shock didn’t last long, as he had to focus on the fight. Unconsciously, he swung his strong arms, trying to ward off the ghost fire.

Yet those ghost fires were deviously evasive, not only avoiding his strikes but also leaving charred marks on his arm.

Li Shang’s nose was very sensitive, and with their close proximity, she actually caught a whiff of food.

"What’s going on?" She sniffed, "You smell good."

Cheng Ye’s face turned dark.

Her words were unmistakably provocative to him.

The pain on his arms was no longer a concern, his anger surged to the peak. He let out a thunderous, beast-like roar, and his body swelled instantly, becoming even more massive than before, with hair standing on end like a beast.

He charged at Li Shang again.

This time, faster and stronger.

Li Shang’s eyes narrowed, joking aside, she dared not underestimate him, her hands moving quickly, ghostly energy rapidly coalescing around her to form a semi-transparent shield.

Cheng Ye’s attack hit the shield with a loud bang.

When the first blow had no effect, he stepped back a few steps and struck again, then a third time.

The shield trembled violently, rippling in waves, but still stood firm against the blows.

However, Li Shang knew it couldn’t last much longer.

So while Cheng Ye’s attacks were thwarted, she switched from defense to offense, swiftly gathering ghost energy around her and striking from all directions.

Cheng Ye could only dodge again.

Their powers were not drastically different, and Li Shang wasn’t eager to deal a fatal blow.

For now, the battle was at a stalemate.

But both knew, relatively speaking, Li Shang was more at ease.

And with her keeping Cheng Ye occupied, Zhao Fang was left unprotected.

Which effectively gave Mu Yunchu an opportunity.

Zhao Fang clearly thought the same.

She even felt Mu Yunchu’s combat skills were lacking, hence the need for someone like Li Shang at her side.

She believed, among the three, Li Shang was likely the strongest, followed by Wen Xu, then Mu Yunchu.

After all, she looked frail and was likely always protected by that man.

Watching Mu Yunchu’s expression unchanged, Zhao Fang became more convinced of this.

"You don’t think I have only one ’trump card,’ do you?" She smirked, letting out a cold laugh.

Then she sidestepped to reveal something lurking in the darkness behind her.

Even Zhao Fang didn’t dare get too close to that thing.

So as two figures emerged, she instinctively shifted sideways.

Afraid it might cause her harm.

Zhao Fang stared at Mu Yunchu.

Sure enough, she noticed afterward, Mu Yunchu appeared shocked.

A vast thrill surged from deep within her.

"Scared?" Zhao Fang asked, "You’ve probably never seen such a thing before."

"You should have just obediently given me the money earlier."

Even now, she still regretted the fifty thousand she didn’t receive.

Mu Yunchu was indeed taken aback.

But not because she hadn’t seen the creature before.

Quite the opposite.

She had.

Not only seen, but they had also spoken before.

The woman before her, with a pale face, hollow eyes, and black hair cascading down her back, was someone she had seen on a live broadcast not long ago—Duan Jia.

Back then, her husband, driven by greed, had conspired with the nanny to burn his wife and child alive...

And Mu Yunchu had even asked whether she needed to help her reincarnate.

Unexpectedly.

Mu Yunchu’s gaze slowly fell to what was beside her hand.

Moments later, her lips pursed slightly, her eyes turning colder.

"Mother and child ghost."

She uttered the words, cold as ice, her eyes filled with anger, fixing on Zhao Fang.

"Oh?"

Zhao Fang expressed surprise.

"Little Daoist has some knowledge, knowing even this, read it from a book?"

She certainly didn’t think Mu Yunchu had seen this firsthand.

After all, before meeting that man, in over twenty years she hadn’t even heard of such creatures.

Moreover...

Thinking of how the mother and child ghost appeared, she was more convinced Mu Yunchu had read about it somewhere.

She mused to herself, failing to notice Mu Yunchu, with her eyes slightly lowered, seemed off.

Mu Yunchu’s voice turned deeper, first glancing at the unconscious Zhu Wu beside her, then at Duan Jia, one of the mother and child ghosts, before finally looking at Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang was almost frightened by her eyes, unconsciously taking a half step back.

Realizing she felt embarrassed.

About to say something to regain her composure, she was coldly interrupted by Mu Yunchu.

"Who is your master?"