NOVEL NEXT Chapter 22: Sorry, I Have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
"Junior sister, are you all right? Don't worry, I've dealt with those villains. I'm sure they won't be bothering you anymore!" Feng Fan said, his tone filled with confidence and warmth.
Meng Liu gulped, her expression sheepish as she spoke. "T-Thank you, senior brother. You're my hero! I can't even imagine what would have happened if it weren't for you... I might have lost my innocence today."
She was trying to play the timid, innocent girl to seduce Feng Fan.
Feng Fan smiled warmly and placed his left hand on Meng Liu's shoulder, but his next words sharply contradicted his expression. "Don't worry, junior sister. If they had really gone that far with you, it would have been their innocence lost, not yours. You're just too ugly!"
Meng Liu was stunned, her mind racing as she started to question her own appearance. 'Am I really that ugly?'
"Ugh, senior brother... Thank you, for your... comforting words," she said, gritting her teeth in frustration.
Feng Fan gave a few light taps on her left shoulder before replying nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I have to head back to the sect now. Take care, junior sister."
He turned to leave, pretending to move slowly.
Meng Liu's panic set in. 'Is this guy seriously planning on leaving me here?'
She grabbed the sleeve of Feng Fan's robe to stop him from leaving alone. "S-Senior brother, can I go with you, please?"
Feng Fan's lips curled into a smile. 'Gotcha!'
"Of course, senior sister. I would never leave you here al—"
Slap!
Before Feng Fan could finish, his eyes narrowed, and he slapped Meng Liu's left cheek hard.
Her body jolted to the right, blood spraying from her mouth, and one of her teeth flew out, clattering to the ground.
The slap was so forceful that it sent Meng Liu sprawling to the ground.
Meng Liu was baffled!
Wei Hung and Jia Xin who were watching the scene from the sidelines were baffled!
'What the hell was this slap for?!' They thought.
"S-Senior brother… W-Why?" Meng Liu asked weakly, her mouth throbbing with pain. The left side of her face began to swell, a bruise starting to form from the impact.
Feng Fan looked at her with a warm smile. "Sorry, junior sister. A mosquito landed on your cheek, and I slapped it by impulse."
'What? Who slaps someone that hard to kill a mosquito? This guy is insane!' she thought, her mind racing.
"Come, junior sister, let me help you," Feng Fan said, extending his hand to assist her in getting back on her feet.
Meng Liu, though terrified, still reached out to Feng Fan. As soon as she was back on her feet, another slap landed on her right cheek.
Slap!
A tooth flew from her mouth, and she staggered, nearly falling again. Struggling to stay upright, she asked, "W-W-Why?"
Feng Fan, still smiling warmly, replied, "Sorry, junior sister. I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I noticed your left cheek was swollen, and something about it felt off, so I slapped the right cheek to balance things out."
Meng Liu's eyes widened in horror. 'This guy is insane, completely insane! I don't want to stay here anymore. Someone, please, help me! Senior Brother Wei Hung, help me!' Her mind raced as her eyes frantically searched for her senior brother.
Wei Hung and Jia Xin, who had been watching the scene from their hiding spot, trembled in fear. They quickly made sure to conceal themselves even further, not daring to get in the way of this mad dog.
Regret washed over them both as they silently cursed the day they ever got involved with Feng Fan.
Meng Liu's mind was no longer consumed with thoughts of seducing Feng Fan. All she wanted now was to escape as quickly as possible.
Feng Fan, having read her thoughts, noticed the fear, and his smile only grew wider.
"O-Okai, senor bruter," Meng Liu stammered, struggling to speak due to the swelling in her mouth. "I-I will leiavi now. You... cain go..." She tried to walk away, but her words were difficult to understand, her swollen cheek making it hard to form a coherent sentence.
"I'm sorry, junior sister. I can't hear you well. I must have not done a good job with my last slap. Let me correct it for you," said Feng Fan.
Before Meng Liu could escape, Feng Fan moved in front of her again and slapped her a few more times.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Meng Liu's face felt numb as tears started falling from her eyes. When had she ever suffered so much?
After giving her a few more slaps, Feng Fan looked at her face, now more swollen than a pig's, and felt satisfied with his work. "Not bad. Can you speak more coherent now, junior sister?"
Crying and sobbing, Meng Liu fell to the ground and prostrated herself in front of Feng Fan, desperately begging for mercy. "Leti mi go! leti mi go!" Even though her mouth throbbed with pain, she continued to plead, terrified that Feng Fan would hurt her further.
Feng Fan nodded. "Oh, you want to leave on your own? Why didn't you say so sooner, junior sister? In that case, your senior brother won't trouble you any longer. Goodbye!"
Feeling that Meng Liu had suffered enough, Feng Fan climbed back onto Black Chicken and headed toward the White Crow Sect.
Before leaving, he shot a knowing glance toward where Wei Hung and Jia Xin were hiding, a grin on his face to make sure they knew he saw them and was aware of their presence.
Wei Hung and Jia Xin trembled in fear. They no longer had the courage to stay put. The moment Feng Fan's gaze landed on them, they bolted, running as fast as they could.
They both silently prayed they would never encounter Feng Fan again. That mad dog could bite anyone!
Feng Fan watched them escape and nodded, pleased with himself. "That should settle the score. No one will be able to say I'm ungrateful now!"