Chapter 220 - 220 218 When You're Not Tall Enough Grab a Stool

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220: Chapter 218: When You’re Not Tall Enough, Grab a Stool 220: Chapter 218: When You’re Not Tall Enough, Grab a Stool Fang Geyu said, “He is a subordinate of mine, and his actions and decisions are all guided by this Miss. My Lady, you might have rewarded the wrong person.” Upon hearing this, Luo’s smiling expression immediately turned grave, and his aged voice warned like a layer of frost, “Miss Fang, do not be smug because of favoritism. Misplacing names carelessly can bring disaster.” Fang Geyu sneered, utterly fearless of his stern gaze, “Since my arrival in the city, Her Majesty has not summoned me, but my subordinate has already received a reward. How is this just? Does this not make people think that I, the esteemed Miss of Shifang City, am inferior to a mere subordinate?” Her gaze suddenly turned fierce, and despite her young age, she exuded a formidable presence. She looked at Baili An, “If you dare to disobey my orders today and go to accept the reward, you will suffer greatly!” “Humph!” Luo finally lost his composure. Seeing her daring to threaten and showing no regard for the Empress, his beard trembled with rage, and his face flushed with anger. “It has long been rumored that Fang Geyu of Shifang City is arrogant! Truly, more conceited and ignorant than the rumors suggest! Do you know whom you are defying? If you continue to spout nonsense, I will strip you of your candidacy right now!” The glare in Fang Geyu’s eyes sharpened, like a solitary beast pushed to the edge of a cliff, gradually revealing its ferocity and claws. “Do you really think I covet this position of City Lord so much? Your arrogant old face, truly unaware of its own limits.” The usually calm and deep-thinking Luo was provoked so much by her that he rolled his eyes in frustration, “Such audacity! Bravo! Bravo!” He had never seen anyone dare to dismiss Xianling City so lightly. But when Fang Geyu’s temper flared, she was unrestrained and disrespectful, not just dismissive but openly belittling. “Why should I, Fang Geyu, madly pursue what the world longs for? And why should I think that Xianling City is the foremost Immortal City of the Mortal World, celebrated and praised by all, yet it cannot ascend to the heavens?” She repeated her cold laughter, “If you drive me out today, don’t wait for the day when I build a city rivaling Xianling City, and then you’ll really be in anguish.” At this, the already stunned audience burst into laughter. This young girl, so young yet so bold. So utterly unrestrained and outspoken, truly fearless of bringing catastrophic trouble upon herself. Baili An saw the elderly man, furious to the extreme, start to gather terrifying Qi Force in his palm. If he struck down now, Fang Geyu would likely not die but be crippled. He quickly stepped forward and said, “Please calm down, sir. I was about to enter the city with the elder.” Luo’s Qi Force gradually dispersed, and he gave Baili An a cold look, “If it had been like this earlier, why cause such a stalemate?” Fang Geyu’s expression was icy, as she grabbed Baili An, who was about to leave, forcefully shut the wooden doors, and rudely locked Luo outside, exhibiting extremely arrogant and offensive behavior. She pushed Baili An harshly against the wall, her clear black-and-white eyes filled with anger, and with a slap, her palms forcefully hit the wall beside his cheeks, locking him in tightly. “Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?” Her actions were full of momentum, very impressive. And paired with her beautiful and sharp eyes, both attacking and enticing. But there was one thing Fang Geyu overlooked… Her height was not as tall as Baili An’s. Her palms locked him in, but her arms had to be raised high, making her lean onto him to look him in the eye, her pretty face forced to lift. When she realized that, even with her head raised, all she saw was Baili An’s chin. Her stature alone made her lose some composure. It looked less like an interrogation and more like… throwing herself into his arms. Worse still was Baili An’s gaze, lowered and slightly helpless as he looked down at her, like viewing a naive little girl. Helpless, amused, and a bit indulgent. Hell! Fang Geyu’s face darkened, and she snapped fiercely, “Don’t move! And don’t go out!” She turned around, grabbed a stool, and placed it in front of Baili An before stepping onto it. Good, now she was taller than him. Once more, with a thud, her palms pressed against the wall on either side of his head, her beautiful long eyes coldly provocative: “Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?” She actually repeated the same words. This stool Fang Geyu picked was indeed quite high, with Baili An’s eyes now at the level of her chin. From this angle, one could see her long, delicate neck and a bit of fine, soft hair at the nape, her graceful neck curving beautifully, conveying a sense of fragile, delicate beauty. Being so close, he could almost hear the sweet sound of blood flowing through her veins. Baili An was a bit hungry now, wanting to nuzzle his Tusk against her neck. But he resisted, clearing his throat, “If I could reincarnate, I’d actually be quite willing.” Fang Geyu was taken aback, then ground her teeth, “You think it’s so picturesque! After entering the city and revealing yourself, you will never transcend!” Baili An raised his eyebrows, looking at her, “So, you intentionally angered that old gentleman?” Outside, Chuyang’s light rose obliquely, casting a smoky light inside, floating like dust, casting a warm golden glow on the fine hairs of the girl’s neck, making it look mysteriously beautiful. Fang Geyu pursed her lips, snorted coldly, “Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not doing it for you; I just can’t stand that old man’s condescending attitude.” Baili An thought to himself that if anyone was acting condescendingly, she had outdone the old gentleman by far. He gave a wry smile, “The old gentleman was just relaying a message and inviting someone; he did nothing wrong. I know this examination is important to you; you don’t have to deliberately make others dislike you.” Fang Geyu was startled for a moment, then her knee jabbed his abdomen, she sneered, “There’s no shortage of people in the world who hate me. I live my life, why should I care about others’ opinions? Even if the whole world liked me, it wouldn’t add a year to my lifespan.” Baili An said, “But you angered him, and one slap could have ended you, taking many, many years off your life.” Fang Geyu turned her face away, her eyebrows unhappily knitted, “You shouldn’t have stopped him just now.” How could Baili An, with his sharp mind, not guess that her intentionally high-profile and aggressive behavior was meant to provoke the old man into harming her? The more severe the injury, the better her reasoning to take him away from Xianling City, thereby escaping a predicament. But this foolish girl, normally so clever, was now blinded by her actions. Not to mention the theft of the Emperor’s treasure, Xianling City was now a place that only allowed entry, not exit. Even if she died here, she would only be able to be taken out of the city after the big examination ended. Furthermore, the Empress’s summons were clear; it was not something she could easily muddle through by throwing a tantrum.

Chapter 220 - 220 218 When You're Not Tall Enough Grab a Stool

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