Chapter 62: Yep, I’m framing you! (2/2)

There will be no next time, if there was a next time, Song Shuhang would truly be unable to guarantee that he wouldn’t do something extreme. Even the Buddha can only endure three times, right?

Song Shuhang and Nan Haomeng left.

There was only Lin Tao sobbing on the rooftop left, with the red notes strewn all over the floor. Who knew if these red notes were enough for him to put back his teeth that fell? Dental fees seem to be really high nowadays.

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“Hey, Shuhang, aren’t you afraid that Lin Tao would go back and report to the school’s authorities that you beat him up and even knocked out his teeth? Then the school might forcibly make you quit school or something?” Nan Haomeng curiously asked.

“Yep, I’m not the slightest bit afraid.” Song Shuhang was oddly calm.

For unknown reasons, his calmness gave Nan Haomeng a bad premonition.

“Because I definitely wouldn’t admit to beating him up. Besides……” Song Shuhang turned around and looked at Nan Haomeng and said, “Why do you think I let you come with me to this place?”

“What do you mean? Wasn’t it me who brought you here?” Nan Haomeng felt that something was off.

“Think about it, between the two of us, who is more conspicuous?” Song Shuhang indifferently said.

Nan Haomeng shouted, “You’re framing me?”

“Yep, I’m framing you.” Song Shuhang nodded and said, “If you’re not happy, hit me?”

Hit your sister, if that happens it’ll be you beating me up, where would I have the opportunity to beat you?

Nan Haomeng clenched his teeth, and ran back towards the rooftop. He felt that he had to reinforce the threat towards that student named Lin Tao, so as to avoid the opposite party possibly do something he shouldn’t when he’s not thinking clearly.

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On the rooftop, the great sun climbed up to it’s peak with much effort, continuing to release its light and heat selflessly. Actually, with such hot weather, most people wished that he would go on strike for a day or two.

Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn’t time for cla.s.s yet, Song Shuhang went to Medicine Master’s residence.

He had too many things to consult Senior Medicine Master with.

At this time, in the garage of that five-story house, there was an old Volkswagen Santana parked outside. It was the kind of old squarish Santana model that was used in driving school more than ten years ago. This type of vehicle had already been completely withdrawn from the market for many years due to its age.

Who knew that someone would still drive something like that these days? Song Shuhang began to suspect that this car may not even be allowed on the road right now.

“There’s a guest?” He inwardly said, then touched his key, intending to open the door.

Yet at that moment, the door to the house was opened first.

A lady with shoulder-length hair walked out of the house, she had a small figure, approximately 1.5m or so. However, she had a powerful aura, every step she took had the aura that would rival a tiger inspecting his mountain.

She slanted her head and sized Song Shuhang up, then minded her own business and walked over to the old Santana, and opened the boot. She took out a pill refining furnace that was approximately a cubic meter sized.

Then, she raised her leg, and stamped on that pill refining furnace, the pitiful pill refining furnace made a tragic whine.

This lady seemed to be in a bad mood, and she seemed to have a bad temper as well.

“Her anger value is about to burst the gauge.” Song Shuhang’s heart trembled a little, he felt that he should avoid this lady.

Just as Song Shuhang was prepared to quietly slip in to look for Medicine Master, a strange noise sounded from behind him.

Then, the pill refining furnace which was kicked began to swell up. In a blink of an eye, it grew to a size that was almost as big as the car.

It can grow just by being stomped on?

Is this object shrinking magic?

A thousand kinds of magic, a million kinds of abilities, there’re only things you can’t think of, this is cultivation!