Chapter 2: 002: Surely He Doesn't Want to Kill Her, Does He?

002: He doesn't want to kill her, does he? Can she cry injustice? It's not like she intended to ruin Auntie's good time, and besides, she didn't even end up injuring her! They could still continue if they wanted to!

She was completely bewildered by the current situation. She had clearly been kicked down her family's old dry well and sucked into a vortex, so what on earth was going on with these people before her eyes!

However, reality gave her no room to cry injustice, let alone think further; Auntie Ruhua had already drawn her sword and lunged toward her!

"I shall tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"I'm innocent, Auntie!" Seeing the beauty's sword sweeping toward her, Sheng Luo scrambled and crawled to dodge. She managed to avoid the blade, but she couldn't avoid the piercing wind of the sword; her beloved SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas were already torn in multiple places from the sword's rise and fall.

While desperately dodging, Sheng Luo was forced into a corner of the stone wall. "Auntie! I'm truly innocent!"

"Who are you calling Auntie! I shall first disable that mouth of yours!" The beauty's face contorted with rage as her sword swept directly toward Sheng Luo's face.

"Ah!" Sheng Luo covered her head and crouched down, shrinking her body, wishing she could turn invisible and merge into the stone wall.

The sword in the beauty's hand left a deep gouge in the stone wall. Seeing that Sheng Luo had dodged again, she swung her sword downward in fury once more!

"Auntie! I'm innocent, Auntie!" If "Auntie" wasn't right, then "Great Aunt" it was!

Covering her head tightly and lowering her body, Sheng Luo saw that she wouldn't be able to dodge the sword in time. Gritting her teeth, she kicked her legs out with all her might, shoving the Great Aunt Ruhua aside and collapsing onto the ground behind her.

The hard pebbles made her eyes well up with tears. After several seconds of not hearing Great Aunt Ruhua swing her sword again, she instead heard a sound like something being snapped with a *creak*!

Lying prone on the ground, she timidly lifted her head and turned around, only to see that the Auntie had been grabbed by the neck at some unknown point. The silver sword that had previously driven her into such a pathetic state had fallen, stabbing into the ground right by her feet.

She immediately pulled her feet back. Watching the sword stab straight into the ground beside her feet and wobble, Sheng Luo swallowed hard, her heart leaping into her throat.

When she looked up again, she realized that the one holding the beauty by the neck was the handsome man who had been lying on the ground over there earlier. With a wave of his hand, the man violently flung the clearly deceased beauty against the side wall.

Watching the previously arrogant beauty now sliding slowly down the stone wall like a piece of smashed meat, Sheng Luo shrank her neck.

Fearfully, she glanced at the handsome man, who was covered in cold sweat and seemed to be exerting great effort to endure something.

*Hey! Is this really okay?! She was just getting all heated and wanting this and that with you earlier! And now, without even letting her leave a single last word, you twisted her neck! Is this okay?! Is this really okay?!*

She only dared to rumble these words in her heart; she didn't dare say them aloud. One look at the beauty's fate was enough to know that this handsome man was not as wonderful as his appearance suggested!

Beautiful things were usually highly poisonous.

As she thought this, she saw the man's sharp gaze land on her. Her heart skipped a beat, and Sheng Luo scrambled to sit up and quickly retreated several meters away from him.

Killing intent! She saw killing intent in the man's eyes!

Damn it, they had no grievance or enmity; he wasn't planning to kill her, was he!

Sheng Luo had indeed guessed the man's thoughts correctly.

Ming Zun narrowed his eyes at the woman several meters away who was looking at him defensively. This woman had long, flaxen hair with wavy curls he had never seen before. Her small face was unadorned yet beautiful, and her clothes were of a strange style, printed with large, ridiculous patterns he didn't recognize.

Just as she had appeared out of thin air amidst a burst of light, this woman exuded an air of strangeness!

As his eyes flickered toward the pale skin visible through the tears in Sheng Luo's clothing, Ming Zun felt another surge of uncontrollable heat rising within his body, causing his breathing to become rapid and unsteady.