Morning Star

“Although your spiritual roots have been recast and you are in the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm like me, you only have the appearance but not the substance. You lack actual combat experience. If we really have to fight, do you think you can survive a few moves from me?

Do you think you can enjoy the status quo just because you can enter the top three in the family trial? But have you ever thought that you only won by taking advantage of Chu Xia's competition, and you also took advantage of her underestimation of the enemy. Otherwise, do you think you won her?

But even so, weren't you seriously injured and fainted? But you still don't know how to change. If your parents knew, what would they think? Do you think you can live up to them and your future?"

"..." Chujiu pursed her lips tightly and said nothing. She lowered her head and didn't even eat the dessert.

But this didn't mean that she felt ashamed of being moved by Chu Furong's words, but that she was holding back a breath of anger that she had nowhere to vent.

How could she not know what Chu Furong said, and how could she not have thought of it. But why should she let others decide her own ideas?

At this time, Chu Furong paused for a moment, thinking of the second half of her words. The more she scolded, the more her face became, and her voice gradually became heavier: "As for whether I want to get the beauty painting."

She took a deep breath and said, "The Beauty Painting is one of the four treasures of Hualing. You must know how powerful it is. Everyone wants to get the treasures of heaven and earth. I am not afraid of being laughed at if I say so. But what's the problem? I don't understand what's so funny about this.

On the contrary, you know that there is not only the painting of beauty, but also the Soaring Cloud Whip. Why do you only make fun of the painting of beauty and not the Soaring Cloud Whip? Isn't there something wrong with your thinking?"

After she finished speaking, Chujiu, who had his head lowered, froze. He raised his head and glared at her angrily, but the rebuttal that was on the tip of his tongue could not come out.

The old shopkeeper sitting at the counter just sighed as he flipped through the book in his hand. Mo Xinglan and Gao Yashan, who had been sitting next to the two men and had not spoken, also did not speak.

However, Gao Yashan listened to Chu Furong's words, and after seeing Chu Jiu's expression, he was afraid that the two would fight, so he was thinking about how to persuade them.

Mo Xinglan had a blank expression on his face, as if he had nothing to do with it. The only time his expression changed was when Chu Furong said that Chu Jiu had fainted from a serious injury.

At this time, Chujiu was holding his breath, his almond-shaped eyes staring at Chu Furong with his lips trembling with anger, and his hands on the table were clenched tightly.

Chu Furong was furious when she saw this: "Am I wrong?"

He paused and continued, "You should also think about why Dad is so strict with you. Isn't it just because of your previous temper? Count on your fingers how many people you have offended over the years. Why do they only have a problem with you..."

"Enough!" Chujiu couldn't bear it anymore and roared, slamming the table and standing up.

The two eyes that were staring at Chu Furong were almost blazing with fire and filled with bloodshot.

Her action startled the others around her, even Mo Xinglan was not spared. They all raised their eyes and looked at her.

The air was so still that no one was talking and you could hear a pin drop.

After a while, Chu Furong seemed to recall the unpleasant things in the past, and her tone became louder as she scolded, "You are like this now, but you still don't repent?"

"Repent?" Chujiu's voice trembled slightly with sarcasm when he said these two words.

She hated hearing these two words the most. It was as if because of these two words, everything the original owner had done was what she had done, and it was natural that all of it should be counted on her.

She sneered, but the next moment her face was grim and she said angrily, "Then tell me how can I change? Do I have to change as you said? If I don't do as you say, then I am unrepentant? Why?"

Chu Furong was stunned for a moment, and felt that the way she spoke was indeed wrong. After realizing this, the anger in her heart subsided, and she said, "That's not what I meant..."

But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Chujiu: "You said I was not ambitious. But it only took me one month to advance from the early stage of the human spirit realm to the early stage of the earth spirit realm. How could I not be ambitious?

You said that I relied on the protection of my family to stay in my own way. But after I was killed and fell into the Abyss Valley, no one came to look for me. At the dinner table, both my father and mother were only concerned with adding more dishes to you, but I acted as if I was an eyesore to my father and did nothing right. You said, do I have the protection of my family? "

Obviously she was not the original owner, but when she spoke of this, her eyes gradually became red.

Chu Furong looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

When the ninth day of the lunar year gets angry, he doesn't care about anything and wants to vent all the grievances.

"You said that I defeated Chu Xia in the family trial by taking advantage of her and underestimating her. Underestimating her was her problem, but taking advantage of her was because I knew how to use my brain. If it happens again, I will beat her just the same.

"You said I didn't know how to improve. But I reached the middle stage of the Earth Spirit Realm from the early stage in just one month. How do you know how I got through this month? Do you know how many times I was injured and how many times my bones were broken in order to quickly improve my combat experience in one month?

"As for you saying that I was making fun of you for wanting to get the painting of a beautiful woman..."

She paused for a moment, feeling that she was wrong, and the anger in her heart gradually faded away. But the words were already on her lips, and she couldn't lose her momentum.

But when he continued, his momentum was still a little weak: "This... is my fault. But I was just joking. If you can't take a joke, I won't say it again in the future. I will try to say as little as possible to you. Okay?"

"Humph!"

To boost her morale, she snorted at Chu Furong angrily. Then, without waiting for Chu Furong, who was stunned by her words, to respond, she turned and left.

But after taking a few steps, he turned back.

He returned to the seat where he had just sat, picked up the dessert in front of him, and left again. This time he did not look back, but went upstairs to his room.

Everyone watched her leave and no one said anything.

The inn is located at the end of West Street. Usually people come here just to eat. However, even among those who come to eat, only one person has come since the ninth day of the ninth lunar month when they moved in.

Therefore, there were only four people including Chujiu and an old shopkeeper in the inn. No one spoke at this moment and the inn fell silent again.

Mo Xinglan finished the tea in the cup, and went upstairs to his room, leaving behind Chu Furong who was hanging her head, Gao Yashan who was looking at her with a worried look, and the old shopkeeper who was reading a book.

Chujiu was sulking the entire morning and refused to go out.

It was not until almost noon that there was a knock on the door. Chu Furong's shy voice rang out from outside the door: "Third sister, it's me."

After venting his dissatisfaction and calming down for a whole morning, Chujiu was no longer angry. He stood up and walked to the door and opened it.