Princess Against the World

"My brother, although he sometimes has a bit of a vicious mouth, he has a good mind... As long as the matter is not dangerous to our own lives, he will not have murderous intentions! But if the other party has murderous intentions... then I'm sorry, My brother’s temper is bad!”

The old helmsman stood with his head held high: "But if it is the girl's brother... for others, it is also life-threatening, a matter of life and death... Do you think that person should be murderous?"

"Of course!" Ling Luoyu nodded seriously: "Because if it were me, I would take action without hesitation!"

"...What else does the girl want to tell me?"

"But before taking action, I will first consider...whether I am their opponent! If I am not their opponent, then if I take action, I will be asking for death..."

"Hmph! The girl didn't even take action, so how could she know... that she was no match for her?!"

"Brother, if you are a cultivator, you should know... Everyone has Qi in their body... The amount of Qi in their body represents the level of cultivation among people! If you can't tell a person's cultivation level... ...To put it bluntly, if this person dies, he is asking for his own death, and he deserves it!"

The old helmsman was speechless for a moment——

He couldn't feel Ling Luoyu's cultivation level on her body.

But Feng Chenglin's energy obviously surpassed him!

In other words, if you want to get rid of Feng Chenglin, you have to do it without anyone noticing.

Because once faced with real swords and guns, your side's chance of survival is very slim.

so--

"The girl has told me so much sincerely, what do you mean?"

"I just said it...my brother is very playful. If he says something he shouldn't say or does something he shouldn't do, please be magnanimous, brother, and don't argue with him..."

These words made the old helmsman feel much more comfortable, and he stepped down.

"Since the girl has said so, if I continue to be ignorant, wouldn't I just be what the girl said... seeking death?"

"Brother, you are serious!" Ling Luoyu smiled and stood side by side with him: "Here, I really want to thank you for your magnanimity... By the way, I don't know what you call me?"

"My surname is Mo!"

"Mo?!" Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled.

Anything related to Mo Xuanchen would make her heart ripple.

"Old man, your... surname is Mo?"

"What's wrong with my surname being Mo?" The old helmsman looked at him confused.

Is this last name weird? !

"Mo..." Ling Luoyu murmured, suddenly thinking of something, and his eyes returned to calmness: "Old man, you... are not from the Shark tribe, right?"

"...That's not all. I'm a foreigner who defected to the Sharman tribe to beg for a bowl of food, so I'm only half of the Sharman tribe..." The old helmsman frowned slightly: "Isn't the girl paying attention to it already? I'm here, have you found out about me from others?"

He is not a member of the Sharman tribe, nor is he a shady secret.

Anyone who has seen him knows this.

Besides, he is not the only foreigner among the Sharman tribe.

"In the Sharman Clan, there are so many people like me that we are called half-Serman Race... If you stay in the Sharman Race and don't leave, you will be like me, half a Sharman Race... What's the point? Isn’t it appropriate?”

"No……"