Chapter 271

A meaningless answer, sounding unrelated to the rotting titan.

Lin An temporarily put the matter of the rotting titan at the back of his mind.

The ring flashed white light, and two portions of Manchineel Flower were neatly placed on the table.

The dim yellow, alluring flowers were captivating.

Wang Kun, who was about to say something, felt his heart jolt suddenly.

Li Lei, sitting to the side, saw his lowered eyes' pupils suddenly contract slightly.

What the hell are you trying to do!?

The two strained to control their emotions, fearing Lin An would notice even the slightest sign.

Only saw Lin An speaking in a calm tone, as if he hadn't noticed anything abnormal, with a smile on his face:

"I heard from Fan Bing that you intend to use this spiritual plant as compensation."

"Actually, it's nothing; we don't really have any conflict between us, right?"

Smile and sunlight, Lin An truly felt that there was no conflict between him and Wang Lei.

But the other party had greedy murderous intent, so he had no choice but to kill the two.

Li Lei, seeing this, kept nodding, with an apologetic smile:

"Sir, we might have been impolite earlier; consider this a gift to you!"

"Moreover, without your intervention, we would have already died at the hands of the monsters."

"Such a treasure, only you are worthy of it."

Saying this made even him feel uncomfortable.

Clearly the monster was attracted by Lin An, yet he actually had to feel grateful for the other's "life-saving favor"...

Wang Kun beside him put down his chopsticks and hurriedly chimed in:

"Yes, sir."

"This thing is good, but its effect is too overbearing."

"Our strength is too weak; this kind of thing is actually useless for us."

He glanced sideways at the seemingly spiritless Zhang Tie, his eyes shifting:

"Um, sir, do you want to eat the spiritual plant now?"

"I suggest you kill the mutant first, then eat it; this can restore mental and physical strength, and Zhang Tie brother beside you eating it can also speed up wound healing."

The fabricated reason was clumsy, but he could only say it like that.

A flicker of worry crossed Wang Kun's eyes; he could only hope Li Lei's talent would take effect, maybe a dim-wit halo or something...

Li Lei's breathing became a little chaotic, and his master's voice came from his sea of consciousness.

"Li Lei! Before that brat eats the Manchineel Flower, you must absolutely not act, and absolutely not reveal any abnormality."

"Your talent is still low; if he notices anything, we'll be in big trouble!"

By the table, Lin An's mouth curled into a smile as he played with the Manchineel Flower split into two portions in his hand.

Transmitting a mental message right in front of me, do you really think I can't sense it?

Although he couldn't grasp the exact content, from Li Lei's expression Lin An roughly guessed what that mysterious spiritual entity was saying.

With a quiet chuckle in his heart, Lin An suddenly handed the leaf portion of the Manchineel Flower to Zhang Tie, then gazed at Li Lei with a deep look:

"How? Don't you want me to take the Manchineel Flower now?"

A double entendre.

In an instant, Li Lei felt icy all over, barely able to suppress his inner shock.

Discovered!?

What on earth does this mean!?

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

However.

The next second, Lin An gave a silent smile, as if just asking casually.

"Gao Tian, take Mo Ling outside to get a few cases of beer; I recall there's a store not far away."

"I'll have a drink with them."

Hearing this, Wang Kun and the other felt their chests suddenly relax, breaking out in a cold sweat from fright.

"Sir! We have some wine here, although not much..."

Lin An lazily raised his hand to stop him, gesturing for Gao Tian to take Mo Ling away.

He didn't want the two to join the upcoming battle.

The "toxicity" of the Manchineel Flower I can handle with my energy core, but that mysterious spiritual entity is likely very strong.

If they threaten me with Mo Ling, that would also be troublesome.

With a black dragon and many trump cards, Lin An may not fear the spiritual entity, but fewer troubles are still good.

The spiritual entity's perception is vague, but in my perception it has never reached the fluctuations of the third rank.

Li Lei forced a smile on his face, inwardly cursing quietly:

"Sir, you're being too polite..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin An suddenly gave a light chuckle, his eyes fixed straight on Li Lei, then extended the finger dirtied while unpacking to Fan Bing's mouth:

"Lick it clean..."

Li Lei saw this and his whole body trembled; the hands under the table clenched into fists, his eyes almost bursting.

Damn bastard!

He's humiliating me! He clearly knows I like Bing-Fourth Rank!

Fan Bing heard the sound and froze for a moment; out of the corner of her eye she saw Li Lei's liver-colored face, yet she didn't hesitate.

She lightly opened her mouth and took the sauce-stained fingertip, her face flushed with shyness.

She subconsciously understood Lin An's intention.

Is he trying? To provoke...

Li Lei and the two of them?

Although she felt those two would definitely not dare to act before Lin An ate the Manchineel Flower, since Lin An asked her to do something, she would just comply.

Lin An stared intently at Li Lei's eyes, then he grabbed the earnestly licking Fan Bing.

The fingertip felt smooth, the agile tongue very earnest.

Even Fan Bing's teeth dared not exert force, for fear of hurting him.

Can you bear it?

Lin An guessed Li Lei's various behaviors; it must be that spiritual body directing from behind.

Otherwise, given Li Lei's scheming, he would certainly not be able to make such arrangements.

Anyway, pressuring Li Lei a bit wouldn't waste much time.

If by chance it could drive Li Lei mad, letting the spiritual body appear and attack him directly without reservation would reduce the risk to the minimum.

I actually want to see how long you can endure...

Lin An merely gazed leisurely at Li Lei opposite him, then his right hand suddenly swept Fan Bing into his embrace.

A soft cry, Fan Bing stared blankly, looking up at him as she lay back in his arms.

Her heart inexplicably felt a bit low.

Is my worth only this?

You won't even eat what I bring to your lips, but for the sake of your goal you're willing to touch me?

Suddenly, she felt Lin An somewhat cold-blooded, as if devoid of feeling.

Li Lei stared fixedly at Lin An; he felt that seemingly gentle smile was full of mockery.

His blood surged to his head.

Kill him! Kill him!

This trash, right in front of me, insults my beloved! If you don't kill him, what are you hesitating for!?

An almost substantive killing intent roared in his heart.

Lin An, seeing this, only found it somewhat amusing; his expression unchanged, he glanced at Fan Bing.

He believed the woman in his arms had guessed his intention.

Fan Bing's cheeks flushed; after a moment's hesitation she took off her windbreaker, ignoring Li Lei's bloodshot eyes behind her.

Her body slightly trembling, she pressed tightly against Lin An's chest, her gaze unfocused, arms wrapped around his waist.

His breathing heavy, within Li Lei's sea of consciousness, an old voice kept sounding:

"Disciple! Endure! You must endure!"

"Those who accomplish great things have resolute minds; they must never act impulsively!"

"He's testing you! Even if your talent is strong, you're still lowly; I suspect the system is exerting influence on him!"

"The gap between your strengths is too great; he might have sensed something abnormal!"

"Only by enduring, making him think you truly dare not raise a hand against him, will he eat the Manchineel Flower!"

Inside the necklace, the old voice spoke earnestly.

He feared Li Lei truly couldn't restrain himself and would then strike directly.

Once Li Lei makes a move, he must follow suit; otherwise this brat couldn't even block a single sword from Lin An.

Wang Kun lowered his head; although he felt angry and upset, being over thirty, he at least knew what to do.

Lin An tilted his head slightly, smiling, and spoke to the red-eyed Li Lei:

His tone was frivolous and lofty.

"I'm in a good mood today."

"There's a beauty beside me, fine wine and food accompany me, someone bows low in service."

"Just, I feel something is still missing."

Lin An gave a light chuckle, his voice rising two notes as he laughed:

"How about..."

"Give me a kowtow?"

"To add to the fun?"

Having said that, his right hand slipped under Fan Bing's lower garment, then, right in front of Li Lei, he plunged in and grasped that patch of whiteness.

It was a slender grasp, very moist.

Fan Bing let out an involuntary moan, her body trembling, her earlobes flushed red.

Her mind went blank; unprepared, she turned her head and saw Li Lei's twisted face.

If looks could kill, Lin An would probably have been killed by Li Lei ten thousand times already.

Veins bulged, his whole body shook violently.

Li Lei collapsed at the sight before him, feeling he was almost going mad.

His inner anger raged like a hundred-meter wave, roaring and surging.

This ant dares to humiliate me! I am the Child of Heaven! I am the destined protagonist!

Trash! Idiot!

I will kill him! I will crush his bones and scatter his ashes! I will bite off your flesh piece by piece!

If I don't avenge this grudge, I swear I won't be human!!

Under the blatant humiliation of a deep, blood‑sea grudge, the fists hidden beneath the table clenched, drawing fresh blood.

Wang Kun felt his chest tighten, a wave of qi stagnation.

Holy crap...

Zhang Tie sat to the side, face full of astonishment, his bear eyes clicking in amazement.

Instinctively, Xiong Hanzi gazed at Li Lei's green‑tinged head with a face full of emotion, and a saying came to mind.

If this kid could cultivate the Dao with his talent, wouldn't Lin Dui be so angry his Dao heart would shatter?

Body and spirit both annihilated?

Tsk tsk.

Damn it, Lin Dui really looks like a big villain...

Really damn bad...