Chapter 1070 - 500: First Encounter

Chapter 1070: Chapter 500: First Encounter

The Daoist continued to add, "This altar is rather complex, it’s best to have Mr. Yu present. So I hope Miss Tang can find a time to invite Mr. Yu over."

Miss Tang looked at her watch and said awkwardly, "Actually, I’m not that familiar with Mr. Yu. His birth details, hair, or blood, aren’t easy to get. I’ll do my best."

She’s not Mrs. Fang, who could make a fuss, yank her hair out, and scratch her neck...

Miss Tang rubbed the back of her neck that had been scratched, looking at the broadcast still showing Mr. Zhuge’s side, feeling furious.

She sneered, "Dare to use such despicable methods on me, I’ll skin him alive!"

As she spoke, Miss Tang rushed out of the small library, heading towards the courtyard entrance.

Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan saw this and hurriedly gave chase.

But they were a bit overweight and out of shape, so when Miss Tang leaped over the fence into Mrs. Fang’s yard, they were only halfway through.

In the backyard of Mrs. Fang’s house, Lawrence Winters walked circle after circle around Mr. Zhuge’s temporary altar, marveling at the wonder of the cyan words.

Looking at the white ash in the incense burner, she asked curiously, "Mr. Zhuge, the cyan words you just burned, how many years old are these ancient artifacts?"

Mr. Zhuge held up three fingers, "I haven’t verified the exact date, but judging by the age of the rattan paper, at least three hundred years."

"You just burned a 300-year-old artifact..." Lawrence Winters clicked her tongue twice, looking very regretful.

"As long as it can help my client, what’s wrong with a 300-year-old artifact? Besides, if not for using this powerful thing, how would it work? I think Miss Tang is indeed strange," Mr. Zhuge said very seriously, "Lawrence, by asking this, haven’t you used the cyan words before?"

Lawrence Winters spread her hands, honestly saying, "Of course not. We from the Zhang faction also have these, but we would definitely not be willing to use them once and burn them away. I thought it was you who recopied them with cinnabar, after all, the cinnabar on it looks so red, not like it’s 300 years old."

Mr. Zhuge: "..."

Damn it, you see through it but don’t say it, revealing industry secrets so blatantly, how is anyone supposed to make a living?

But of course, Mr. Zhuge would never admit this, not in this life.

He sneered lightly, "Our Grant Branch has fifty thousand people, your Zhang Branch has only three, comparing financial and combat prowess with us, Lawrence, you’re overestimating yourself, these are words I really didn’t want to say."

Lawrence raised an eyebrow lightly.

She was mindful it was being broadcast, so she strictly controlled the level of sarcasm in her speech.

But her restraint did not bring about equal treatment from the other side, instead, it intensified the humiliation of her sect.

If this can be tolerated, what cannot be tolerated?

Lawrence Winters crossed her arms in front of her chest, narrowing her eyes, "Friend Zhuge, you understand the principle of ’youth does not equal wisdom,’ right? In the Heavenly Master’s line of work, what’s the use of amassing numbers? Apart from making it easier to hoard money, I don’t see any advantage in your fifty thousand people."

Then she extended a finger, pointing back at herself, "Have you heard an ancient saying?"

"What ancient saying?"

"Though Zhang has only three households, the Grant will surely be defeated by Zhang!"

This is an adaptation from the commentary in "Records of the Grand Historian: The Chronicles of Xiang Yu," which says "Though Chu has only three households, the Qin will surely be defeated by Chu."

Mr. Zhuge was trembling with anger, also pointing a shaking finger at Lawrence Winters, "I’m just talking about the matter at hand, and you actually insult our Grant Branch?!"

"Both alike." Lawrence Winters shrugged indifferently, "I didn’t say anything just now, and you started to insult my sect, am I not allowed to fight back?"

Mrs. Fang, watching these two people from the Celestial Path Sect quarrel, was a bit troubled, "Can you two put the dispute aside for now and see how things are going over there? I can’t seem to see their broadcast anymore."

She pointed to Mr. Zhuge’s tablet.

Just then, someone burst down from the covered terrace like the wind, and shouted sharply, "Anna Wright, you despicable person! Was it you who deliberately pulled my hair and scratched my neck yesterday?!"

Mrs. Fang screamed and quickly ran to Mr. Zhuge, hiding behind him.

Mr. Zhuge originally intended to run too, but being stuck by Mrs. Fang in front of Miss Tang, he felt awkward to run, so he had to say loudly, "Miss Tang, don’t be impulsive! Don’t be impulsive! Let’s talk things out!"

"You’re performing rituals to mess with me, and you want me to talk things out? Did you talk things out?!" Miss Tang stepped closer to them, her face twisted, veins on her forehead bulging.

Mr. Zhuge was forced to step back by her, and Mrs. Fang also had to step back step by step behind him.

Just as they were about to bump into the edge of the flower bed behind them, Mrs. Fang suddenly darted sideways, rushing towards Lawrence Winters.

Lawrence Winters, who was nonchalantly watching the drama, "..."

Luckily, she reacted quickly and swiftly slipped away from the altar.

Miss Tang turned her head and saw Mrs. Fang standing alone behind the altar, the incense burner on the altar still emitting wisps of white smoke. She immediately released Mr. Zhuge and turned to run towards the altar.

Boom!

She kicked over the altar with one foot, pointing a finger at Anna Wright on the other side who was trembling, "Anna Wright, this is the first time, I’ll spare you. If you dare to lay a hand on me again, I won’t show mercy!"

The altar crashed to the ground, the incense burner and other magic artifacts clattered onto the grass.

The white ash inside the incense burner scattered all over the place, looking particularly evident and unsightly against the lush green grass.

Anna Wright suddenly sat on the ground in fear, looking at Miss Tang with terror and shouting, "Don’t come over! If you come, I’ll call the police!"

"You still know to call the police?!" Miss Tang sneered, but still relented, "I said this is the first time, I’ll spare you. Next time, I’ll show you my might!"

She turned and spat at Mr. Zhuge, "Hmph! What kind of Celestial Path master?! Just a piece of trash!"

Mr. Zhuge’s face turned purple instantly, but he said nothing.

Lawrence Winters, not missing a chance to stir the pot, clenched her fists, her eyes gleaming as she reminded, "Friend Zhuge, Miss Tang called you a piece of trash..."

Shouldn’t you fight back?

Mr. Zhuge glared at her, thinking, Thank you! My ears aren’t deaf!

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