Free Web NovelChapter 633: Chapter 74: Thanks (2)
... The furniture jumped up again.
Igri Saba’s entire abdomen was kicked inward, then he bounced up fiercely, his eyes wide with fury. Deep blue blood poured from the corner of his mouth like a stream.
Then came the second kick, aimed at his head.
Igri Saba bounced again, but this time only his torso from the neck down rose up.
When Chen Lusi moved his foot away,
Igri Saba’s eyes rolled back; he had completely lost consciousness.
From beginning to end, Chen Lusi didn’t speak a single word to him.
Before Igri Saba lost consciousness, he understood only two things: first, Chen Lusi had become stronger, and second, Chen Lusi was holding something in his right hand the entire time.
But he still didn’t know... what exactly Chen Lusi had caught.
He didn’t even have time to say another word.
... Fury was kindled, but it had no effect.
Meanwhile,
seeing Chen Lusi dispatch Igri Saba in the blink of an eye, kicking him back up again,
Tang Language shrank back, scared.
Chen Lusi glanced at Igri Saba, then turned and left, closing the door behind him.
Click.
When the door closed,
Chen Lusi took a deep breath and finally looked at his tightly clenched right hand.
"..."
Tang Language, after calming down a bit, also carefully looked at his right hand, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.
Chen Lusi suddenly looked at her and said softly, "Don’t mind it."
"... Huh?"
Tang Language was taken aback by his words, then looked up at Chen Lusi, somewhat astonished.
Then, her mind took a full two turns before she understood what Chen Lusi meant... it should have been the insult Igri Saba shouted earlier.
So he acted because of that...
Suddenly,
Tang Language felt that Chen Lusi wasn’t that scary anymore.
She blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, and her clear, pure eyes seemed foolish.
Then, she slowly lowered her head, looked at Chen Lusi’s right hand, and after a murmur of unclear meaning, asked softly, "Um... so what did you catch exactly?"
"Pseudo-God."
Chen Lusi thought for a moment: "Or more accurately, pinpointed it."
"Which one from the Roman Catholic Church?"
At these words, Tang Language quickly raised her head, her eyes wide as she looked at Chen Lusi.
Chen Lusi didn’t reply but just nodded.
Upon hearing the definite answer, Tang Language immediately lowered her head again, then came to Chen Lusi’s side, extending her fair fingers to lightly poke at Chen Lusi’s tightly clenched right hand: "Really? How did you do that? What are we waiting for? Hurry up and deal with it!"
Chen Lusi looked at Tang Language, who was rubbing his fist: "..."
Tang Language noticed Chen Lusi didn’t respond, leaned slightly forward, and curiously sniffed with her pretty little nose: "Is it really in there?"
"..."
Seeing her like this, Chen Lusi feared she would pry open his fist like a child if he didn’t... He shook his head and willingly opened his hand.
An illusory fine thread hovered up as he released it... then suddenly tied itself around his wrist.
Tang Language didn’t see the thread.
So when Chen Lusi opened his hand, she didn’t see anything.
She paused slightly, then curiously asked, "What’s there to see?"
"Let’s go."
Chen Lusi shook his head again, ignoring her and instead turned toward the elevator.
Surely not too bright.
"So what is it exactly? Chen Lusi? Tell me, why did you come down to see Igri Saba in the first place?"
"I already told you earlier. As for seeing Igri Saba, it wasn’t for that; this was just an unexpected joy."
"Then why can’t I see it? Is it because I’m foolish? Foolish people can’t see? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t make fun of me?"
"..."
"Chen Lusi? Say something. Where are you going now? Won’t it be really bad this time? That Igri Saba obviously wasn’t normal; is it really okay?"
"..."
"And Igri Saba said something about a storm coming; he must know something? Shouldn’t we interrogate him? There won’t be major issues with this public trial, right?"
"..."
"Chen Lusi, talk to me."
"..."
Tang Language is lively and active, and when she encounters something curious, she has to get to the bottom of it, often chasing after others to ask.
Chen Lusi often hadn’t finished organizing his words.
When the next question came.
He happened to not be very good with words.
So in the end, only Tang Language was left to bombard him relentlessly.
"Tang Language."
Chen Lusi stepped into the elevator, turned to look at her, and then sighed, giving up: "You only need to listen to me. There’s no need to know too much; knowing too much won’t make you happy. It’s good to maintain your current state; leave the rest to me."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Tang Language paused slightly, then again lowered her head to look at her chest.
Seemed a bit downcast?
Chen Lusi thought about it but didn’t comfort her further.
Because he wanted her to remain in this state for the moment, so he could have time to think.
However,
Tang Language’s downcast state didn’t last long.
Upon leaving the underground floor,
she tugged at Chen Lusi’s hem and said softly, "Alright then, thank you... for speaking up for me in the meeting earlier and for standing up for me just now."
Chen Lusi: "..."
Tang Language released his hem, then raised her slightly foxy, fair little face: "I also know I’m not very smart, so I won’t ask anymore. This matter surely isn’t small, but I believe you can handle everything... Good luck!"
Saying this,
she stood on her tiptoes, patting Chen Lusi’s shoulder.
"Hmm."
Chen Lusi looked at Tang Language and, after a moment of silence, nodded.
