Flair Consort Of The Sovereign Lord - Volume 1 Chapter 15 How Dare She Sleep On My Table?
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What? why would there be a sudden disturbance in the river, it’s plain pure water and not like deep oceans where there would be volcanoes and big waves dashing,
Wang Shan shouted for help.
“Help…..me…..HEL….P….ME…SO..EMBO…DY…” (what the hell shout is this….) By the time she was shouting for help she was already pulled deep inside.
‘God I don’t want to die early it’s not been even a week since I came to this world. Please help me!!’ Wang Shan silently prayed and closed her eyes.
After sometime of the swirl, Wang Shan was thrown into something soft and Wang Shan could not even open her eyes as she was all dizzy, so she slept there for sometime.
“what? who broke into my secret passage to the mystery room, over 500 years there has been none even if anyone goes there for sure they will be dead within a few days because the power here is so strong and there has been only one person to survive this and that is Jun Wang, now it’s a weak and a fragile girl let’s see for how long she can survive”
With saying that the old man started to observe the little girl. He saw how she tried to open her eyes but on close observation it felt like she was too lazy to open her eyes and slept for sometime there.
Coming to my place instead of seeing great collection of mine or stealing something this is the first time I’m seeing a girl who is just too lazy to even open her eyes. Was she just pulled inside just to take a nap! Interesting! interesting! truly interesting! People who come here are always with great talent either rising or with extraordinary talents so what is she good at?
Just while thinking it the old man came to realization that this little girl was sleeping in his precious study table he became very furious just thinking about it. What! how dare she sleep on my table?! and he was dashing towards her in a lightening speed but before he could reach her he stopped himself, when he stopped his head hit on the rod like thing which was hanging as a phoenix design o… My..my..my..my head! with that flop! the old man fell on the floor. with his head facing the ground.
Why the heck did I stop myself the man immediately sat on the floor and started crying just like a two year old baby but with no tears. by then the blood from his head oozed out and flowed down his face. What I didn’t even cry then from where are my tears coming? wait wait it’s not from my eyes! then the old man put his hand on his head where he got hurt. What! my fingers…. blood…blood.. I’m bleeding! he just behaved like a girl in her periods. the old man went out poured water all over his face and cleaned his wound.