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Chapter 4384: 5.0136 Past Life 4

"Here, take this." A pitch-black ring was unceremoniously thrown onto her head.

A black-clad teenager, about fifteen or sixteen, poked his head out of the window. He snorted and yelled at the person half-lying on the bed in a daze, "I whipped you once, and then the master punished me with ten lashes. We're even now."

The teenager pulled his head back from the window. After a long moment of no reaction from her, he suddenly poked his head back in. Seeing her still half-lying there, motionless, he simply flipped over and jumped in from the window.

"Why aren't you talking?" He stomped to the bedside, glaring at her impatiently, chattering, "Actually, it's all your fault. If you hadn't suddenly bitten the master's finger, looking like you wanted to bite it off, would I have hit you like that?"

"Hey, you're not mute, are you? Why aren't you speaking?" The teenager grew frustrated when he spoke for a long time without any reaction from her.

The little stoic still sat on the small stool by the bed, examining the teenager before her.

Could this be the transformed form of the Sacred Beast Purple Heavens Thunder Dragon? Qiao Mu pondered, feeling she had probably figured it out.

[Was there really this part before?]

This stupid dragon looks so foolish. Heh, he'd make a good pair with that brat Yan Qi; both are tsundere.

Are the characteristics of foolish dragons roughly the same?

The teenager, seeing her remain silent for a long time, angrily picked up the ring he had thrown on her. He forcefully pulled her hand and roughly put the ring on her. "I'm telling you! This defensive sacred artifact was made from my scales. It's super strong!"

"From now on, never mind being whipped by me like that, even if you're whipped a hundred times, you won't be harmed. It guarantees your safety! Why are you always making such a stoic face? I'm giving you a defensive sacred artifact, why are you acting like you've lost your parents? You should smile, you know!"

"Give us a smile, eh?" The teenager bent halfway down, his long black hair, trailing behind his head, gently swayed as he moved his head around.

"What are you two doing??"

The little stoic turned her head expressionlessly and saw Young Master Qin standing at the doorway with a somber expression, his gaze cold as he looked at the two in the room.

The teenager blinked, looking awkward and uneasy as he glanced back at Young Master Qin. "Ma-Master."

"Get out." Young Master Qin glared at him, and the latter quickly fled through the door.

The teenager really didn't know why his master's gaze had suddenly become so sharp when looking at him.

What did he do?

Qiao Mu noticed that the Second Young Master seemed to be in a bad mood. When he walked to the bedside and sat down, Qiao Mu could clearly feel that her past self at that moment truly wanted to shrink back.

Her fingers suddenly moved. She seemed to have used every ounce of strength she had, finally lifting two of her fingers to touch his hand.

Young Master Qin was stunned for a moment, looking down at her fingers.

"Qiao, Qiaoqiao, your hand?" He quickly stood up and shouted outside, "Quickly call Ouyang Su over."

"Young Master, Miss's condition has truly improved," Ouyang Su said with a surprised expression.

But it was truly strange. He was very familiar with Miss Qiao's physical condition.

Her limb meridians had been severed for many years. Even if they wanted to save her, it would be impossible for her to recover in the short term without finding those few divine-grade medicinal herbs.

Although he had been giving her medicine, the effects shouldn't have been so quick...