At this moment, Su 'Er's heart was crumbling.
There was excitement, admiration, surprise, awkwardness, unnaturalness, and regret.
What made her excited was that Gu Qingfeng's modification of the Little Blue Flower language had broadened her horizons and made her realize her own shortcomings. She had also seen what it meant to have order in chaos and to turn something rotten into something magical.
What made her impressed was that this seemingly lazy second generation actually had such high musical attainments. She was really curious. This guy was neither reincarnated nor possessed, so how did he have such unfathomable musical attainments?
Could it be talent?
No.
No matter how high one's musical talent was, it was absolutely impossible to have such high attainments in just 20 years. That kind of order in chaos, to turn something rotten into something magical, if one did not have a huge amount of musical attainments, it was impossible to do. How did he do it?
I don't know, I don't know.
Right now, Su 'Er did not have time to think about this problem. She was very embarrassed, especially when Gu Qingfeng was lying on the chair opposite her, looking like he was about to fall asleep. It made her feel like a joke.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.
This guy had been like this from the beginning. He ignored her and was very impatient. As for her, she had been led by the nose by this guy from the beginning. Step by step, she fell into his trap. In the end, she was flustered and exasperated and agreed to be his maid. Thinking of this, Su 'Er was about to die from regret. She wanted to find a hole to hide in. She felt that this was really embarrassing.
She had lived two lives, and in her previous life, she had cultivated for so long above the Ninth Heaven. She did not expect that after reincarnating, she would lose to a little guy in his early twenties. Moreover, she would have to be his maid later.
Oh my god.
What should she do?
Su 'Er wanted to cry.
"You've seen the score, right?"
Gu Qingfeng's leisurely voice sounded. Su 'Er nodded embarrassedly.
"How is it?" Gu Qingfeng turned sideways and opened his eyes slightly. He looked at Su 'Er and said with a smile, "Are you satisfied with my modifications?"
Although Su'Er did not want to, she had to admit that Gu Qingfeng's modified version of the Little Green Flower Language was simpler, more perfect, and more suitable for beginners.
"Then what are you waiting for," Gu Qingfeng crooked his finger and said, "Come, let me have a taste of your so-called Sengoku palace cuisine."
"You … I …"
Su'Er was at a loss for words. She didn't know how to respond. After all, she had agreed to it first, so she couldn't say anything.
"Well, Little Guy Gu, why don't we … just forget about it." Huo De grinned and tried to plead for Su'Er.
Gu Qingfeng glanced at him and replied indifferently, "Huo De, I gave her a chance earlier because of you. However, Sister Su insisted that I point out Little Blue Flower's shortcomings … You can't blame me for this, right?"
"But …"
Huo De still wanted to say something, but just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly saw Gu Qingfeng's eyebrows raised. He tactfully shut his mouth. Looking at the embarrassed Su'Er, Huo De helplessly shook his head and sighed heavily.
Ouyang Ye stood up unconvinced and said, "Gu Qingfeng, aren't you going too far? How can you let Sister Su'Er be your maid?"
"Why not?" Gu Qingfeng peeled a red leaf demon fruit and said unhurriedly, "Sister Ouyang, I've already said that I don't have noble sentiments. I don't want to and won't do shady business to save people from suffering. I'm just an ordinary person who lives in the secular world. Naturally, I won't do anything that makes me lose money. Since I pointed out Little Blue Flower's shortcomings, your Sister Su'Er agreed to be my maid for a few days. You heard it too, I didn't force her, did I?"
Ouyang Ye's heart was filled with hatred. He said, "But Sister Su'Er is a Sengoku emissary. How can she be your maid?"
"What's wrong with a Sengoku emissary?" Gu Qingfeng snapped his fingers, and Féquy immediately poured wine. He continued, "A Sengoku emissary has an extra head? Or an extra leg? Can she jump higher or farther than others? Is she that different? Can she not admit defeat after losing? " As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Su'Er. He said calmly, "Not to mention a Sengoku emissary, even the leader of Sengoku, or even the king of Sengoku, has to admit defeat in front of me."
Su'Er knew that Gu Qingfeng was mocking her. She was about to reply when an angry roar sounded.
"Arrogant fool!"
Whoosh!
Qian Shan, who was behind Su'Er, flashed to Gu Qingfeng's side and raised his hand to slap Gu Qingfeng's shoulder.
Qian Shan was three meters tall and looked like a mountain peak. When her palm came down, it was as if a mountain was pressing down. Her aura was ferocious and terrifying. There was no flow of spiritual energy, nor was there any light. It was purely the strength of her physical body. When her palm came down, it caused the surrounding air to explode and the Hidden Spirit Garden to tremble.
"No!"
A white shadow flashed and Su'Er's figure appeared. She raised her hand and a holy light bloomed like a cloud. It blocked the slap that was about to land on Gu Qingfeng's shoulder.
Others may not know, but Su'Er knew how powerful Qian Shan's slap was. It was no exaggeration to say that if Qian Shan wanted to, even Laoguai, a Nascent Soul cultivator who had cultivated for thousands of years, would be smashed to pieces. One must know that Qian Shan's slap could cause the air within a hundred miles to explode.
"Miss, this person is too arrogant."
Qian Shan was Su'Er's follower and personal attendant. She also knew that Su'Er's existence was not as simple as a Sengoku emissary. She would not allow anyone to be disrespectful to Su'Er. At the beginning, Gu Qingfeng's attitude towards Su'Er was bad. If she did not know that Su'Er wanted to investigate Gu Qingfeng's background, she would have taught him a lesson.
She had been tolerating it, but she did not expect this guy to become more and more presumptuous. He even dared to mock Su'Er now. This made Qian Shan unable to tolerate it.
"Miss, this kind of person should be taught a lesson. The more you tolerate, the more presumptuous he will be!"
Gu Qingfeng looked at the angry Qian Shan and nodded. "Sister, I agree with what you said. Some people, the more you tolerate, the more presumptuous they will be. Therefore, I agree that some people should be taught a lesson. Only then, they will know what to do and what not to do. What do you think, Sister Su?"
At this moment.
Su'Er stared at Gu Qingfeng with a strange look. It was a kind of surprise, confusion, and curiosity.
Because when Qian Shan slapped him, she found that Gu Qingfeng did not react at all. He just sat sideways on the chair and unhurriedly peeled the skin of the Red Leaf Demon Fruit. During this time, he did not even raise his head, did not even blink, and did not even change his expression. It was as if … Qian Shan's slap was not aimed at him, but someone else.
Could it be that Qian Shan's speed was too fast? So fast that he could not react?
Even if that was the case, he should have reacted, right? He should have felt fear, right? Even if he was not afraid, he should at least be nervous, right? Even if he was not nervous, he should not be so carefree, right?
No.
Nothing. He was not afraid, nor was he nervous. Not only that, after the incident, he actually indifferently agreed with Qian Shan's words.
This made Su'Er extremely surprised. She suddenly thought of a possibility that made her feel terrified.
If this guy really did react, then there were only two possibilities.
Firstly, he did not even care about Qian Shan's slap.
Secondly, he knew that she would definitely stop it.
No matter which of these two possibilities, it was enough to make this person in front of her more mysterious and strange than she thought.
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