Princess Against the World

"I'm afraid of you..."

Feng Chenglin yelled and strode towards the old shopkeeper.

As for the old shopkeeper, he seemed to be waiting for Feng Chenglin to take action. Without any explanation, the dagger in his hand slashed a ruthless sharp slash towards Feng Chenglin's chest.

"Fuck..." Feng Chenglin's pupils narrowed.

This old man has a killer move as soon as he gets started!

It's completely the kind of resentment you feel against the enemy who destroyed your family!

With his fist raised, he faced it unceremoniously with beastly strength.

"Stop!" Ling Luoyu lowered his head and shouted, then suddenly raised his hand and easily broke away the fight between the two with gentle force.

With shaky steps, the two of them took two steps back at the same time and stood upright.

"Old man, what's wrong with you? Are you a little... too irritable?" Ling Luoyu turned his eyes slightly and looked at the old shopkeeper with a half-smile.

The old shopkeeper held a dagger in his hand, as if he was a little confused: "I..."

He shook his head violently. He just woke up from his dream and looked down at the dagger in his hand.

With a "crash", the dagger fell to the ground.

‘I…what’s wrong with me? "

Feng Chenglin rolled up his sleeves angrily: "What's wrong? What did you say..."

He spat fiercely and pointed his eyes at the dagger.

"You want this thing to kill me! What? Now you're pretending to be confused and don't know what's going on?"

"I……"

"Don't tell me that you didn't know what happened just now and did something you didn't even know about..."

"I..." The old shopkeeper wanted to explain something to himself, but it seemed a bit futile and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Fat man!" Ling Luoyu suppressed Feng Chenglin and walked towards the old shopkeeper: "Old man, do you... feel any discomfort in your body?"

"Uncomfortable?" The old exhibition cabinet suddenly raised his head, glanced at Feng Chenglin blankly, and then shook his head: "No...it's nothing? What's wrong?"

It sounds like what he is doing now has something to do with his body.

"Mr. Ling, you...what do you mean? I...did something happen to my body?"

He looked terrified, as if he was at a loss.

"It's okay. I just saw your sudden change in temperament, which seemed a little violent... so I wondered if something had happened to you! Otherwise... why would you be so angry?"

"Yeah...yeah..." The old shopkeeper also realized that something was wrong: "I...what's wrong with me?"

His eyes flickered and he looked at Feng Chenglin with a strange look.

"Mr. Feng, I...I was really just..."

"Stop!!" Feng Chenglin suddenly raised his hand, raised his foot to pick up the dagger on the ground, and held it in his hand: "I gave you the dagger for self-defense, not for you to kill me..."

The old shopkeeper's face instantly turned blue and purple: "I...I really don't know how I did that just now! It seemed...it seemed like my head suddenly became hot, my blood surged up, and I seemed to be spitting out the bad breath in my heart... …It just so happened that at that time…”

He lowered his head in embarrassment and his voice was almost a whisper.

"At that time, you said those words, I...I don't know what happened, but I couldn't stand it...and I took action!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly: "So, when you took action, you didn't completely lose consciousness and let other thoughts dominate?"

The old shopkeeper suddenly raised his hand: "I... I was conscious at the time, but I don't know what happened... I just wanted to... think..."