Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please Chapter 152.2 - Be Good. *Pat Head

Chapter 152.2: Be Good. *Pat Head

Bai Zhi Yan didn’t know what to say. “…..” [How did he try to trick him at all? ?]

Qing Yu was at a loss for words. “…..” [Why is she not able to understand what that fella is saying?]

Qing Bei was speechless. “…..” [What a lunatic!]

“What did that fella just say to the two of you?” Bai Zhin Yan then asked them, his mind completely baffled.

Qing Yu thought about that for a moment and her lips then curved up as she smiled in polite embarra.s.sment. “Truth to be told, I don’t think I understand what he was saying at all.”

“He might have a problem up here.” Qing Bei said without any expression on his face as he pointed his finger to his head.

Bai Zhi Yan then smiled in agreement. “Mm. That’s the way he is. If he does not get enough sleep in the day, he becomes rather abnormal, and it is common to see him saying strange things or doing all kinds of absurd things. It will be fine once you get used to it.”

[Tsk, don’t really want to get used to something so ridiculous. His condition is as frightening as walking in your sleep.]

In a room upstairs, Lou Jun Yao was studying the soul fragment that was kept in the Soul Nouris.h.i.+ng Orb and it was clear to see that the originally frail and highly translucent soul fragment seemed to have become more substantial in the past few days.

There was a light knock of the door and Bai Zhi Yan’s voice sounded. “The la.s.s is here and she says she is looking for you.”

Hearing that, Lou Jun Yao went over to open the door and stepped out of the room.

“Got into the Deviant Department?”

The tall well built figure came walking slowly in, his voice interrupting their conversation.

Qing Yu raised an eyebrow. “You are quite well informed.”

The ends of Lou Jun Yao’s lips lifted slightly as he went on to take a seat. His slender and well defined hand then poured out two cups of steaming hot tea. “This tea is brewed with water from snowy peaks. Have a taste.”

Qing Yu’s eyes lit up. “No wonder the smell is different.” She brought the cup to her lips and took a light sip. “Very fragrant.”

Qing Bei beside her took a sip as well, and found that it tasted rather good.

“After getting into the Faint Mist Sect, what kind of plans do you have?” Lou Jun Yao then opened his mouth to ask.

Qing Yu put down her cup and said slowly: “I can sense traces of my mother’s soul fragments in there, and that is where I will start to work from first.”

Qing Bei already knew about the things that have happened before and when he heard Qing Yu speak of it, the expression on his face did not change much.

Lou Jun Yao arched up an eyebrow. “You can really sense it? Was it during the trials earlier today?”

“I had felt it from a long time ago. It is probably due to us being linked in blood. I had not thought to come to the Faint Mist Sect before this but a voice inside kept telling me that I must definitely come.” Qing Yu replied truthfully.

Lou Jun Yao nodded his head. “Since the location has been confirmed, then the search can commence. Now that you are a disciple in the Faint Mist Sect, it might not be entirely convenient for you to act as you please. I will go help you with it.”

“Help me?” Qing Yu was a little surprised, and then became a little doubtful. “The Faint Mist Sect’s mountain gates have some rather special functions and I fear that you would not be able to sneak your way inside that easily.”