<h4>Chapter 13: Your Whole Family Is Mute</h4>
<strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions
“W-wh-what?” that Heavenly Dao Sect disciple stammered, instantly stunned speechless and thrown off.
This girl actually said she was uninterested? Uninterested? She said she was uninterested???
It was not merely this stupefied Heavenly Dao Sect disciple who thought his ears had malfunctioned and misheard. All the vigers of Qiaotou Vige who were around them also thought they had hallucinated!
Impossible, right?! How could this little girl reject the Heavenly Dao Sect’s invitation so briskly?!
“Eh? So you are not a mute after all?” Crown Prince Lian suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Mu, his speed so fast that it dizzied Qiao Mu’s parents.
Before Qiao Zhongbang could react, he realized his daughter had been pulled into the arms of the capricious Crown Prince Lian and taken to the side of the crowd.
Qiao Mu had just returned to her parents’ side and did not even have time to speak a word with them. Hence, she instantly turned incredibly displeased and red at Crown Prince Lian, a cold and deterring aura automatically emanating from her figure.
However, this manpletely ignored it. Not only was he immune to the frostbite from her cold air, but he also grandiosely distanced himself from the crowd with the child in his arms.
The youths in ck all dazedly looked at each other before a query appeared in their eyes: <i>“They just realized, the order of not allowing unimportant people being near him... doesn’t seem to apply to this little girl!”</i>
As she sat on an arms-thick withered tree branch, the dead trees overrunning Hn Mountain filled her eyes. This scene of decay was simr to this chaotic world, not revealing a single hint of hope to the people.
However, what the world did not know was that there existed a paradise hidden deep inside Hn Mountain under this gray and withered cover where resources were abundant. The couple of baskets of maite that they excavated today? They were nothing. There were several mountains of maite mines inside this paradise with a seemingly never-ending supply of maite.
In her previous life, this paradise was excavated when she was 10 years old and shook all of the different power factions. Human greed usurped, and a ruthless fight erupted between the great factions, ending in countless deaths and injuries.
At that time, the zombie outbreak had erupted in its full glory, and both the world and human survival were arduous. This secret realm rich in resources became the holynd in nearly everyone’s hearts.
Unfortunately though, after the continuous plundering from excavations and the endless ravaging from war, this secret paradise waspletely destroyed and copsed in less than three months.
“So you aren’t a mute.” The touch of fingers squeezing her cheeks pulled her thoughts back to the present.
She angrily red at the grinning handsome face in front of her, and Qiao Mu could not help but shout in her mind: <i>“You foolish child, you are the mute! Your whole family is mute!”</i>
“My whole family isn’t mute,” Crown Prince Lian instantly understood the little girl’s gaze and abruptly said, eliciting Qiao Mu to roll her eyes several times.
The youth was not enraged and remained smiling. He tugged Qiao Mu’s little hand, rxed her curled-up hand, and flipped it over, his sightnding on the three red scratches.
Qiao Mu tried to pull her hand back without sess, resentfully ring at him without a word. <i>“I am very displeased!”</i>
“Alright, don’t make a fuss. Let me help you wrap your wound. If the wound isn’t properly tended to, your hand will turn ugly!” The youth pulled a cup of clean water from mid-air and carefully washed Qiao Mu’s left hand with it before using a clean, white handkerchief to wipe it clean.
Then, a vial of secretly concocted ointment appeared out of thin air, and a faint fragrance drifted to her nose as soon as it was opened. Qiao Mu’s cid gaze suddenly shifted, and her dark eyes rolled.
“You like it? I will give it to you after applying it,” the youth said with a smile, not looking up or pausing his motion of smearing the ointment on her hand.