The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 1772: Chapter 1772: No Longer Picking on the Stick

Back in the Ancient Castle, everyone in the Special Department was filled with grief and indignation.

The most infuriated were themselves.

Unable to investigate and find the murderer responsible for such heinous acts.

Little Taotie was gloomy and lethargic.

Originally she thought she could wait for the Spiritual Bodies of those babies, perhaps find the killer through them.

But Head Grandpa told her that the souls of those babies no longer existed.

Not to mention the bodies fed to the tree, even the souls had been absorbed by the tree.

Little Taotie was furious, glaring at Hua Jinyan.

Hua Jinyan was wrongfully blamed, feeling somewhat bewildered, then heard Little Taotie angrily say, "Don’t let me see you, or I’ll want to take that stupid stick and burn it!"

In the end, the stick was a clone, also part of the tree entity.

Who knows, maybe the stick also swallowed the children’s souls!

The stick trembled, eager to explain its innocence, saying it had separated from the main body and another clone upon coming into this world.

Speaking of evil, the other clone was truly wicked.

Hua Jinyan handed over the stick, "If you want to vent, then go ahead and burn it."

Stick: "?"

Not really, boss, is this how you win people over?

The stick trembled, showing signs of wanting to flee.

Hua Jinyan gave it a forceful slap, coldly said, "What are you afraid of? Ordinary flames can’t harm you, let her vent, you won’t really get hurt."

The stick was stunned.

Oh right!

Now being an impressive stick, a formidable existence that had even gobbled up the main body, why fear a bit of Mortal Realm fire?

Certainly not afraid!

Burn it, burn it!

The stick lay flat, no longer flinching.

Upon hearing this, Little Taotie’s initial urge to burn the "firewood" dissipated instantly, pushing the stick away, "Take it away, don’t make me turn it into nunchucks."

Little Taotie moved her knuckles, clenched her fists tightly, and punched the wooden bench.

The bench cracked, instantly shattered into pieces.

Xiangxiang appeared right on time, holding a notebook: "Fifth wooden bench this month, will be deducted from your salary at the end of the month."

Little Taotie: "..."

"Sister Xiangxiang, let me explain."

Xiangxiang waved her hand, "Already recorded, it’s useless to say more, won’t count a penny less."

Little Taotie hung her head, feeling pitiful.

Xiangxiang, fearing she’d soften her heart, ran off after recording.

Little Taotie watched Sister Xiangxiang’s departing figure, sighed: "Again a deduction."

The girl’s angry gaze fell on the stick.

The stick shivered.

No need for her to forcibly transform it into two nunchucks, it transformed on its own, instantly becoming nunchucks.

Little Taotie: "..."

Almost forgot this stick could transform.

Little Taotie found it much less amusing, waved her hand, "No trouble with it anymore."

Creating trouble with the stick already cost her money, it’s like going against herself.

The girl sat on the sofa with cheeks puffed in anger, looking like she didn’t want to deal with anyone.

Hua Jinyan sat beside her, quietly began peeling tangerines, the small sugar tangerine, its skin bright orange-red, he opened the tangerine, took a segment, and skillfully fed it to Little Taotie.

Little Taotie instinctively opened her mouth.

Sour and sweet taste, combined with rich juicy bursting texture, Little Taotie’s bad mood was quickly swept away, she closed her eyes, like a lazy kitty waiting to be fed.

Hua Jinyan indeed kept feeding.

After the tangerines, he cut kiwi fruit to feed her, followed by Akesu apples...