The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]

Chapter 472: I Will Count It

Huang Yueli glanced at Luo Jiyun and said, “ Junior Sister Luo, the reason why your little sister gets angry easily is because of people like you who have spoiled her. Everyone should learn how to pay the price for doing something wrong yourself!”

His words were selfless and his tone was slightly weighty.

Luo Jiyung was stunned because she did not expect him to say such words. After all, Huang Yueli was only a fourteen-year-old woman, but her intonation and attitude made her misperception, as if those words were not of her but an experienced and powerful high-level expert.

The indescribable feeling of oppression left Luo Jiyun's mouth wide open but could not plead any further.

Huang Yueli suddenly changed intonation, “But if Miss Murong really doesn't want to prostrate, I'm also not the type to force others…"

"Thud!"

A low voice echoed, cutting through his words.

Murong Ni was already prostrating with his head stuck to the ground.

Although it was not a heavy prostration, his face had already been flushed red to the point that it looked like blood would spurt out at any moment!

After growing up to this age, he had never felt ashamed before. That's too embarrassing! He wished there was a hole in the ground so that he could hide in it!

Unfortunately this prostration was something he had to do. Huang Yueli's intentions were already very clear, if he continued to hesitate, Huang Yueli would definitely mention what happened on the cliff!

Murong Ni rushed to kowtow and Huang Yueli stopped.

Murong Ni raised his body half in the air.

Since he had already kowtowed once, he had already shown the sincerity of his apology. If Huang Yueli had common sense, she should know when to stop and let him wake up immediately!

Unless he really wanted to force her to prostrate a hundred times?

Unfortunately, Murong Ni's plan failed again.

Stop while he's ahead? Huang Yueli's dictionary doesn't have this term at all!

For him, affection and hospitality were only given to those who deserved it. As for those who were willing to come to be beaten up, he would definitely be merciless! And give the party a lesson they will never forget!

Hearing this, Murong Ni almost fainted from anger.

But since Luo Jiyun also did not dare to plead with him, the others would never help him either.

Murong Ni clenched his teeth and convinced himself, since he had already kowtowed once, his face was already gone. What difference does it make if one or a hundred prostrate? Humiliation is the same, more or less it makes no difference?

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

…

Murong Ni lowered his head and his forehead continued to hit the ground. Even if the campground was full of grass and mud covered ground and it wasn't difficult, doing many prostrations at once was enough to make him dizzy, not remembering how many prostrations he had made.

After a long time, he could not bear it anymore and dizzyly turned to one side.

Murong Ni's eyes looked at the small stars and leaned against the ground, his forehead filled with mud, with traces of blood stains. His little face was as white as a sheet.

Anyone who saw this scene would think this little girl was extremely pitiful.

Amidst his dizziness, Murong Ni saw Huang Yueli move and walk behind him.

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