SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The shovel proudly raised its chin, gave itself a thumbs-up, and grinned with obvious arrogance.

"Hey, that's real talent!"

"You always managed to outshine me a little before, but from now on, I'll protect you!"

Lin Mu slowly sat up in bed, his eyes holding a meaningful look, and said:

"Shovel, have you ever experienced being whipped around like a top?"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Tieqiao burst out laughing, his eyes full of amusement, and raised an eyebrow as he added:

"Dude, from what you're saying, you want to get whipped around like a top?"

Before Lin Mu could even reply.

Qinghe, who was next to him, suddenly jumped up from the bed.

He rushed to the shovel in a few steps, his face full of disapproval as he spoke up for Chief Ting:

"Chief Fang, that's not very fair of you. Chief Ting is now a whole realm below you, you..."

"So what?"

Iron Shovel interrupted him dismissively, then raised an eyebrow at Green Crane and added:

"Back when Bai Jue and I were a whole realm apart, you never saw me get one-sidedly beaten up by him."

"Besides, I remember you were laughing your head off watching the game, weren't you?"

Qinghe's lips twitched suddenly, his expression froze, and for a moment he couldn't find a single reason to refute it.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing this, Gu Cang quickly coughed twice to smooth things over, then stepped forward and patted the shovel's arm, advising:

"Shovels, we're leaving this underwater kingdom tomorrow night, you should save your energy..."

"leave?"

Iron Shovel's eyes widened in surprise, as if he hadn't understood what Gu Cang meant. He immediately frowned and asked:

"What does 'leaving' mean? Does it mean... that old man outside agreed to help us?"

Before Gu Cang could explain...

Lin Mu waved gently to Qinghe and Gu Cang, then looked at the shovel and said:

"Brother, let's talk about this when we get back. Let me spar with you first."

Upon hearing the words "exchange skills," Tieqiao laughed even harder.

But a faint hint of doubt flickered in his eyes.

He then moved closer to Lin Mu, nudged him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice:

"Bro, why do I feel like you're even more eager than I am to spar?"

"Are you in such a hurry to be abused?"

Lin Mu completely ignored his teasing remark and looked up at him:

"Are you coming or not?"

"We have to go!"

As Tieshao spoke.

He strode out of the room with a big smile on his face, his steps filled with eager anticipation.

The shovel had just stepped out of the room.

Qinghe quickly moved closer to Lin Mu and said urgently:

"Chief, Iron Shovel is now..."

"rest assured."

Lin Mu interrupted him directly, calmly lifting her foot to walk out of the room, adding without turning her head:

"Prepare some wound medicine; you'll need the shovel later."

The moment the words were spoken.

Lin Mu had already stepped out of the house and walked towards the outside of the yard together with Tie Chuan, who was waiting in the yard.

in the room.

Qinghe, Gu Cang, Lü Ping, and Zhang Huai looked at each other in bewilderment.

You looked at me, I stared at you, and our four pairs of eyes were filled with confusion.

They had absolutely no idea where Ting Shou's overwhelming confidence came from.

After all, Tieqiao is now a solid and reliable expert who has stepped into the middle stage of the eighth rank.

The gap between two entire realms cannot be easily bridged by extraordinary talent and ability alone.

Gu Cang silently lit another cigarette for himself.

He then took a deep breath, and the thick smoke he exhaled instantly blurred half of his face.

He asked, his face full of confusion:

"This medicine, Bai Jue really didn't prepare it for himself?"

The voice just fell.

Qinghe raised his head, his tone resolute:

"Since Chief Ting said it was prepared for Chief Fang, then it must have been prepared for Chief Fang."

He paused for a second, then slowly added:

"Chief Fang has always said that he has an inexhaustible supply of his strength, so we don't need to prepare any medicine for him."

"But Chief Ting might suffer some minor injuries, so I'll go and prepare some supplies for him first."

After saying this, Qinghe turned around and strode out of the room.

The old man had already told them where the medicine for wounds was stored.

Wait until the sound of Qinghe's footsteps fades into the distance.

Gu Cang chuckled softly as he watched his retreating figure.

"Damn, you're such a hypocrite."

now.

The old man, holding a pipe, still sat leisurely in the homemade rocking chair in the center of the courtyard.

His gaze fell on the two figures who walked out of the courtyard one after the other.

He then took a deep drag of his cigarette, his cloudy old eyes filled with doubt, and couldn't help but chuckle as he murmured:

"What kind of friendly competition is this?"

"Getting beaten twelve times in one second?"

"That kid with the shovel, did a donkey kick him in the head?"

In just a short while.

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out in the night sky directly above the old courtyard house!

"ah--!"

"Holy crap—!"

"Bro! You have no sportsmanship at all!"

"Brother! No! I was wrong!"

"Holy crap! Ah—!"

"I was so wrong!"

"Holy crap—!"

"Brother, please!"

"Stop hitting me! Please stop hitting me!"

"If you hit me again, I'll really turn into a spinning top!"

"ah--!"

Listening to the increasingly agonizing screams...

The old man sitting in the rocking chair couldn't help but laugh and shake his head repeatedly:

"That kid really brought this on himself..."

And just now, by the window sill in the room.

Four heads popped out from the windowsill at the same time.

Four pairs of eyes simultaneously turned towards the night sky.

The first reaction of all four was to wonder if they were hallucinating.

"Huh? Why does that scream from the sky sound like it's coming from Chief Fang? Am I hallucinating?"

Lu Ping's eyes widened as he stared intently at the direction of the screams coming from the night sky, his face filled with bewilderment and confusion.

Gu Cang's fingers trembled as he held the cigarette between his fingers, his voice filled with disbelief:

"If I'm not mistaken, you're not hallucinating. Judging from the screams Tieqiao is making now, he's probably really being whipped like a top by Bai Jue."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huai slammed his hand on the windowsill, raising his voice by half an octave, and immediately replied:

"Wow!"

"Could it be... that Chief Ting, after waking up, also entered the mid-stage of the eighth rank, just like Chief Fang!?"

Of the four, only Qinghe, after a brief moment of stunned silence, suddenly had an astonishingly bright light of reverence flash in his dark pupils, and his tone was so certain that there was not a trace of doubt:

"That's for sure. Even Chief Fang turned misfortune into a blessing, so Chief Ting will only be stronger than Chief Fang!"

Gu Cang's lips twitched involuntarily, and he spoke with a hint of teasing:

"Brother, to be honest, you're being a bit too blindly worshipful."

"Blindly?"

Qinghe's tone was even more resolute than before, and he added:

"In my heart, Chief Justice is like a god!"