The Demon Lords

Chapter 839 185: Silly Grin (5)

"I feel like my lord is just peeling away the bark layer by layer to reveal his true self. My lord is inherently a very interesting person."

Everyone is interesting.

Because when everyone is still a baby,

they are all adorable.

But as they grow older, as they mature day by day, most people start becoming more and more uninteresting, wrapping themselves with layers of dried elm bark.

Zheng Fan thought this metaphor was clever, but he couldn't be sure if Fanli was really attempting this metaphor, as the oaf seemed to lack any literary flair.

At this point, Fanli moved two steps closer to Zheng Fan, and knelt down on one knee:

"My lord."

"Hmm?"

"I'm actually not very grateful to my lord for continuing the story for me."

"Why not?"

"Because I didn't feel anything."

Because this comic was already very boring.

This is the opinion from the protagonist of the comic.

A boring life, extended by you, why should I be grateful to you?

"However, my lord, now I feel that being able to follow you, stand behind you, see more sights, eat more delicious food, is a very interesting thing.

My previous life was just walking here, killing someone; then walking there, killing someone."

"Tired of killing?"

"No, how can you get tired of such an interesting thing as killing? If killing becomes boring, can you still call yourself human?"

"..." Zheng Fan.

"It's just that, my lord, you've made me feel that I can do more interesting things, so..."

Fanli placed his forehead on the floor tiles,

sincerely saying:

"I, Fanli, am willing to follow my lord, to see more sights, stand in front of my lord, and shield you from the swords and shadows."

Zheng Fan broke into a slight smile,

and asked:

"What if one day, I become less interesting?"

"Then I'll chop you up."

"Hahahaha... cough, cough..."

Laughing too hard, combined with his body feeling a bit weak from the drugs, Zheng Fan started coughing.

But still, while coughing, he reached out his hand,

Fanli moved forward a few knee steps, allowing Zheng Fan's hand to rest on his shoulder.

"Ah Li."

"Yes."

"If one day I become uninteresting, could you just leave on your own, not kill me?"

Fanli's face showed a look of contemplation,

slowly,

that familiar silly grin reappeared on his face,

and he replied:

"That won't do. If I leave my lord and someone else chops you up, I'd die too. Might as well do it myself and die understandingly."

"You're a bloody logic genius!"

Zheng Fan extended his foot,

and kicked Fanli in the chest,

then,

Fanli didn't move an inch,

Zheng Fan fell off the chair,

"Thud!"

Hiss...

It hurt,

his teeth cut his lip.

It was really frustrating, truly frustrating. Clearly, I'm a Sixth Rank martial artist; if you let me out there, I'm not really considered weak, a little expert on the street.

But to be drugged by my own subordinate.

Fanli hesitated for a moment,

then leaned back,

finally,

with a "bang,"

fell to the ground.

"My lord's kick was strong."

Lying weakly on the ground, Zheng Fan murmured:

"Get lost."

"Yes, my lord."

Fanli quickly got up and walked out of the hall.

Outside in the yard, Ke had been waiting by the side room door. Seeing Fanli come out, and Siniang not yet back, she proactively went inside to check on things, perhaps for a midnight snack or to set more tea.

But upon entering and seeing Lord Zheng lying on the ground, she immediately got a shock.

"Someone, someone is... "

"Shut up."

Ke immediately closed her mouth.

In truth, you can't really blame her. From her perspective and standing point, seeing this scene, she naturally and instinctively assumed that Fanli intended to seize power, topple the hierarchy, and had attacked Lord Zheng.

"Help me up."

Ke promptly stepped forward and helped Zheng Fan up.

"Lord, are you okay? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, help me to the bed."

"Certainly, my lord."

Meanwhile,

Fanli, who had walked into the yard, stopped in his tracks,

spread his arms wide,

his eyes,

suddenly glowed with a golden sheen, and all his muscles made squeaking sounds, like a new round of restructuring was happening.

After a long time,

Fanli lowered his arms,

the simple smile returning to his face, and he walked out of the house.

Shortly after, still on the road, he saw a small figure crossing in under the eaves on one side, and upon seeing him, it quickly descended. Who else could it be but Xue Three?

"Ah Li, here you are, come on, we were just looking for you."

Fanli nodded and walked alongside Xue Three.

Xue Three said as he walked:

"We're going to draw lots soon. You know that blind guy, he's sneakily sly. If we draw lots with him around, he'll definitely make sly moves.

So we've decided to assign you the most important task: for the sake of fairness and justice,

just keep an eye on the blind guy and let him stay over by the South Gate. After we finish drawing, you can bring him over, got it?"

Fanli nodded and said:

"Got it."

"Then let's hurry, I've been looking for you for quite a while. They must all be anxious waiting; everyone has lots of things to do, so let's not waste time. Come on, run!"

Xue Three started sprinting,

and Fanli began sprinting too,