Coming of the Villain Boss!

Chapter 964: The Alliance Master’s Teachings (9)

“Where’s the alliance master?”

He only left for a while, how come the alliance master was missing!

The Alliance Master Mansion’s people pointed to the booth nearby.

Steamed Bun looked over, and his mouth twitched.

Steamed Bun walked over quickly. “Master, why did you come out here?”

Ming Shu was enjoying a bowl of Huntun. “It’s boring to wait for long, so I decided to wait while eating. What’s happening in the front? Are they lining up to get a reward or something?”

“It’s the Jin family’s people, they had some trouble... and I... I saw Jiang Ling and Lord Zhuo.”

Before, the alliance master not only broke off an engagement, clean and neat, but also drove them out of the Alliance Master Mansion.

He was glad about that. That Lord Zhuo and Jiang Ling had some kind of close relationship shamelessly, and the former was just not good enough for the alliance master.

But after that, he felt the alliance master had been agitated.

He was very worried...

“Are they fighting?” Ming Shu was curious.

“No...”

Ming Shu continued eating her Huntun disappointedly.

Steamed Bun: “...”

Ming Shu finished the remaining soup and put down the chopsticks. “Let’s go.”

Steamed Bun followed Ming Shu subconsciously. “Where are you going?”

Ming Shu curled her lips. “To add some brilliance to their present splendor.”

??? Whose present splendor? Wait... What brilliance?

“Hey, you haven’t paid!” the booth owner shouted from behind them.

Steamed Bun was speechless and hurried back to pay.

The situation in the front had almost come to the point of a fight. The Jin family’s young master wore a suit of golden, dazzling armour and had his hands on his hips.

“You’re an unreasonable woman!”

As Ming Shu arrived, she happened to hear Young Master Jin’s roar.

“Since she’s unreasonable, just fight.”

Young Master Jin looked in the direction of the speaker.

A girl walked out of the crowd, escorted by several people.

She smiled and continued, “Beat her until she becomes reasonable.”

The girl was quite young. She wore a shallow smile on her small, delicate face, and her entire person gave out an innocent aura, like a rich family’s miss who never experienced the darkness of the world.

Young Master Jin gawked on the spot and seemed to be wondering where this little girl jumped out from to steal the show.

“Alliance Master.”

Protector Zhou recognized Ming Shu and stepped forward to salute.

Steamed Bun doubted Protector Zhou’s competence very much.

Under Steamed Bun’s scolding gaze, Protector Zhou was also very helpless. It would not be easy to handle the Jin family’s little ancestor normally, but now this girl who came out from nowhere was also difficult to deal with.

“Do you want to fight or not?” Ming Shu continued to instigate Young Master Jin.

Young Master Jin put on an arrogant face. This young girl is the alliance master? With those small arms and legs, she looks too weak...

Ming Shu raised her eyebrows slightly. “You don’t have the guts?”

“What are you talking about?! I’ll fight!” Young Master Jin was irritated and burned with angry fire inside.

Young Master Jin was a young man and had a short fuse.

It was indeed not practical to draw his attention with normal means, so there was nothing wrong with Jiang Ling using a routine method to achieve that.

Oh right!

Young Master Jin was also one of Jiang Ling’s harem.

“Qing Luo, don’t confuse right and wrong. He wronged us first.” Jiang Ling felt she was reasonable.

The fatuous alliance master raised her hand and said casually, “We’re all daughters and sons of the martial arts world, so there’s no need to talk this much nonsense. Have a fight and the losing side will make an apology.”

“Right.” Young Master Jin took off his cumbersome golden armor. “Come, let me teach you today what kind of people you shouldn’t provoke.”

Jiang Ling: “...”

Lord Zhuo stepped forward and seemed to want to help Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling stopped him and stood out herself. “Alliance Master Qing Luo, as the pugilist alliance master, I thought you would know what’s right and wrong, but it looks like you don’t. You even hold a candle to the devil, I was really wrong about you!”

Ming Shu asked seriously, “Oh, then what?”

Jiang Ling choked.

Then...

How did she know that...

She didn’t expect to face such a reaction.

Ming Shu looked up at the sky and reminded them again, “If you hesitate for a little longer, it’ll be dinner time. Just fight already.”

Jiang Ling had stood out, so it seemed there was no way for her to retreat now.

She had to stand in the middle.

Ming Shu stopped Young Master Jin, who was going to step forward. “King Zhou, tell your people to join the battle together later.”

“Huh?”

King Zhou Young Master Jin was stunned.

Was this really what an alliance master should say?

She actually told him to beat a girl in that way?

“You’re a foppish lord in everyone’s eyes, anyway, so it won’t ruin your reputation. But you don’t want to be beaten by a girl and get laughed at by all others in the future, do you?” Ming Shu began to play the role of life coach and lectured him with a smile.

Steamed Bun covered his face speechlessly off to one side.

Alliance Master... Alliance Master, can you calm down a little? Don’t forget that you’re the pugilist alliance master, not the Demonic Sect’s sect leader!

“No, but you didn’t mention that just now.” Young Master Jin felt inexplicably nervous standing before this girl.

Ming Shu smiled. “I didn’t say you’ll fight alone.”

Young Master Jin: “...”

It sounds reasonable?

Steamed Bun: “...” Hey hey hey, you can’t just believe everything our alliance master tells you, can’t you use your own brain?

Don’t you realize that a man leading his people to beat up a woman is more shameless?

Steamed Bun was very regretful now because he didn’t make a prompt decision and make alliance master stay back there with ten bowls of Huntun.

Young Master Jin walked over aggressively with high morale, from which one could tell that he must’ve done a lot of bullying before.

After exchanging two moves with Jiang Ling, Young Master Jin pretended to fall, and his men rushed forward all together.

Jiang Ling was stunned.

Lord Zhuo drew his sword and jumped into the battle, and those people were put into a weak position immediately.

Ming Shu rolled up her sleeves and reached out her hand. “The sword.”

A cold object was delivered to Ming Shu’s hand.

The next second, Ming Shu felt a heavy weight in her arm and her entire person tilted to one side.

A hammer the size of almost two heads smashed onto the ground and spread cracks on the bluestone floor.

Everyone: “...”

Ming Shu looked at the man who delivered her the hammer.

Who’s this? Is there such a big guy in the Alliance Master Mansion?

Is he playing me!

“Alliance Master, you’re welcome, just use it.” The big man held his fist in the other hand.

Ming Shu stood calmly and retained her elegant smile, then walked toward the battlefield, dragging the hammer behind her. The hammer scraped against the ground, making harsh sounds, and the girl’s figure looked even more tiny.

Steamed Bun: “...” Master, don’t be conceited!

Steamed Bun closed his eyes and didn’t dare to watch.

He was afraid that the alliance master would humiliate herself later.

How could he save her fame?

“She’s... she’s holding it up.”

“Oh my god!”

Countless sounds of surprised gasping came from the crowd. Steamed Bun opened his eyes in a rush.

The petite girl was fighting against Lord Zhuo with the hammer, which she didn’t seem to be strong enough to carry before, but now became a powerful weapon in her hands, and she waved it like a light feather duster.

“She’s powerful...”

“Just now she didn’t balance the hammer, but now she waves it so flexibly, such a funny contrast.”

“Hahaha right, I thought she wouldn’t be able to lift it.”

The discussions became louder and louder.

Ming Shu waved the big hammer around and forced Lord Zhuo to defend in an uncollected way.

“Qing Luo, is it necessary for you to do this?” Lord Zhuo said while blocking the attack.

Ming Shu held the hammer with both hands and lifted it up diagonally, like a standard form of golf, then waved it toward Lord Zhuo fiercely. “Here we go!”

Lord Zhuo raised his sword to block and was confident that he would handle this move.

But when the hammer hit the sword, he felt numbness on fill hands holding the sword and almost dropped it on the ground.