Any girl would find it utterly shameful to have her thighs held aloft, and Bai Qiao was no exception . She now couldn’t care less about the battle and instead buried her face in her hands as she sunk into embarrassed bewilderment .
The last person to demonstrate this state was that book girl on the riverbank 1 . At that moment, their postures and expressions across time and space were practically identical, and Wang Ling couldn’t help applauding admiringly in his heart .
It was clear that Miss Bai Qiao had lost because she forgot who she was; as a scabbard, she and Jingke shared the same origins, and their battle strength was in fact pretty much on par with each other . However, Miss Bai Qiao forgot her identity as a scabbard .
A scabbard existed to protect the sword .
But Bai Qiao had fought until she’d gone crazy just now – she’d gotten the order of things confused and had even intended to press this sword down under her . Jingke didn’t have a choice except to activate his passive skill “Jingke Assassinates Emperor Qin”… This move in fact existed at the very beginning to limit the scabbard’s strength .
The space layer dissipated, and everything nearby was restored . The moment the space layer was removed, the ruined world returned to its former state, as if nothing had happened; the shattered ground and the smell of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield all vanished .
Miss Bai Qiao pulled her legs up in her chair, arms around her knees . She was no longer noisy or vented her feelings, and had lost her initial air of arrogance . She just pulled her cap down very, very low on her head and began to sob to a beat . “Boohoo! Boohoo boohoo! Boohoo ah boohoo…”
Although she was sobbing, Miss Bai Qiao didn’t shed a single tear .
“Is Miss Bai Qiao trying to say something?” Odd Zhuo scratched his head .
He suspected that she wasn’t crying at all, but was trying to convey something . Who would cry in tune, like Morse code?! Wait… this was absolutely Morse sword code .
Standing next to her, Jingke translated with an expressionless face, “She says, she’s too ashamed, to see anyone . ”
Wang Ling, Fang Xing and Dog Two: “…”
“Boohoo! Boohoo! Boohoo hoo!…”
“She says, she’ll never, be my scabbard, even if, she’s beaten up, and thrown down, from here . ”
“Boohoo hoo! Boohoo hoo! Boobooboo, hoohoohoo!”
“She says, there’s no good ending, for a girl, to fall in love, with a younger man . ”
This actually wasn’t the first time Miss Bai Qiao had cried . Usually when Boss Jin didn’t buy her a game, she would act like this too . However, Boss Jin didn’t understand a single word of Bai Qiao’s Morse sword code at all .
In the end, despite Bai Qiao’s extraordinary background, she was still a girl .
More often than not, there was some meaning to a girl’s tears .
But things couldn’t go on like this .
They couldn’t ask anything this way, and they naturally had no way of understanding this Miss Bai Qiao’s thoughts .
The only thing they knew was that Bai Qiao still loved city life and didn’t want to return to being a docile scabbard .
They had gone to a lot of trouble to find the scabbard, and naturally, their goal was for the scabbard to return .
But they couldn’t “force” someone else’s daughter, either!
This was all about mutual consent!
“Miss Bai, if you cry like this, only Lord Jingke can understand you . You need to calm down, then state what you want, and we’ll think of a way to resolve it together . ” Odd Zhuo persuaded her patiently .
He then pushed Fang Xing forward .
Fang Xing: “???”
Odd Zhuo: “Student Fang Xing… Lord Jingke’s happiness is also tied to shifu’ s happiness . Your male form is the kind girls like the most – it’s all up to you!”
To be honest, Fang Xing didn’t want to do it at first .
He was actually someone who could hold a grudge, and he had been very annoyed when Bai Qiao had ridiculed his gender earlier .
The “White Night Spell” was a unique spell which he had inherited from his father; he couldn’t do anything about the fact that he changed genders when he used the spell . To actually use this point right away in a personal attack on him caused Fang Xing’s impression of Miss Bai Qiao to drop into the negatives from the very beginning .
But Odd Zhuo’s words reminded him .
A sword took after its master .
A spirit sword and its master had always shared an inextricable bond since ancient times .
It was like the daughters of noble houses who had servant girls in the olden days; they would naturally care for the welfare of their servant girls . If the latter lived well, these noble ladies would also be happy .
So, all this was for Wang Ling’s honor!
Thus, Fang Xing took a breath, then bit the bullet and walked forward .
“Miss Bai Qiao, if there’s something you’re unhappy about, you can tell me – you can lean on my chest . ” Fang Xing flipped his blonde hair and held out a gentlemanly hand to Bai Qiao .
Several minutes later, Bai Qiao stopped sobbing . She then looked up at Fang Xing with a vacuous expression .
Everyone was exultant at this scene .
It actually worked?
When all was said and done, she was still a girl!
Odd Zhuo was secretly delighted, but just as he was sighing over the fact that Fang Xing was indeed a ladykiller, who would have thought that Bai Qiao would suddenly slap Fang Xing’s hand aside . “Go away! I won’t talk to a shitty tranny!”
Fang Xing (╬̄ ̄): “You’re dead…”
“Student Fang Xing, calm down!” Odd Zhuo hurried forward and held Fang Xing back by his waist .
“Let me go! I’m going to fight it out with her today!”
Everyone knew that Fang Xing’s heart had crumbled at that moment .
Everyone had their own share of pain .
And while Fang Xing was helpless to do anything about his share, it was in the end something which his father had given to him .
For a moment, the room fell silent .
Bai Qiao knew what she had said was wrong, and she pressed her face to her knees again .
It was just as Boss Jin had said – Bai Qiao was unruly from being raised and spoilt by Boss Jin all these years . Also, her poisonous tongue seemed to be something that came about from her getting angry at her weakass teammates in a game, and which was now a habit for her .
Calling someone a “shitty tranny” was indeed out of line .
But it had actually been unintentional; she just hadn’t wanted Fang Xing to get close to her just now… she never thought she would blurt out the phrase “shitty tranny . ”
“Miss Bai Qiao, since things have already come to this point, there’s no harm in speaking plainly – is there anything you want?” Odd Zhuo stared at Bai Qiao and said, “Actually, you going back doesn’t mean that you’ll lose your freedom . You can still play whatever game you want; no one is going to put restrictions on you . However, you can’t forget that you and Lord Jingke are one . ”
“I can ask for anything?”
“Anything . ” Odd Zhuo nodded .
Raising her head, Bai Qiao instantly brightened up . “I want to develop a game!”
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