"Okay, calm down. When did I not allow you to argue? I just asked why you're shouting." Ming Shu spread out her hands innocently. "Are you showing off your splendid and loud voice? Come on, save it for bedtime. We are not the right people for you to share with."
"..."
Everyone pretended they didn't understand what she was saying.
Lord Bai's expression clouded for a while. Then finally he sneered and said in a louder and serious voice, "Zhi Po, don't try to deflect our attention! Escorts, take her down. Today, even if the master of Death Valley were here, he would surrender you for the protection of the innocent citizens of Xiling."
Ming Shu laughed. "Are you the master of Death Valley? How do you know the master would surrender me?"
Me surrendering myself, seriously?...
"Death Valley is famous for healing people. Doctors are all kindhearted. Saving the world is what they should do," Lord Bai answered with a confident face, taking his thoughts for granted.
Ming Shu smiled brightly at Lord Bai. "Well, you are guessing it wrong, Lord Bai. I will not hand myself over."
"... What?" Lord Bai was a bit confused for a while, and it took him a little longer to react. "You dare to pretend to be the master of Death Valley? Who gave you the courage?"
"I am the master. How am I pretending?" Of course it's the Harmony System that gave me the courage.
[...] It's none of my business.
"Hahaha, if you are the master of Death Valley, I will be the ancestor of it." A burst of laughter came from the crowd, followed by even louder laughter.
"This woman must be crazy. She dares to say she's the master of Death Valley. Perhaps her identity as a disciple of Death Valley is also a lie."
"No wonder she didn't dare to diagnose anyone! If she had seen any patients, she would be exposed!"
"There's not any news of a new master in Death Valley. How is it possible that the master suddenly became a little girl? Does she think we are all fools?"
Feng Cheng closed his mouth tightly, and his eyes fell on the dark patterns on Ming Shu's red robe. He was wondering why the patterns were a bit familiar to him. Now it was clear. The patterns could only be used by the master of Death Valley. But no one knew exactly what the patterns were.
It looked a bit like grass, but more like a flower once one looked closer.
But even so, whether she was the real master or not was hard to determine at this time.
Lord Bai waved his hand to quiet down the crowd. "Zhi Po, don't try, do you know who the master of Death Valley is?"
"The Miss is the master of our Death Valley. She is not pretending to be anyone." Hui Xue forced her way into the crowd and rushed to Ming Shu. "Do you want to be enemy to all of Death Valley?"
Our Miss rarely left the Valley. When she did, she didn't use her identity as the last disciple of Old Master. Then Old Master suddenly passed away, and the Miss left the valley after the funeral. We didn't have time to announce the appointment of a new master.
"Little girl, this is not something that can be believed with words alone. Evidence must be produced." If they easily believed her words, then anyone could say they were the master of Death Valley. And there would be lots of masters!
Hui Xue reminded Ming Shu. "Miss, the jade."
Ming Shu blinked. What jade?
Did she have something of jade?
