Chapter 244: If I Can Lie On Ling Zhenrenâs Bed SomedayâŠ
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortalâs rule for interrogation had always been to use special methods for special people. Of course, it might seem a little like unlawful torture, but in order to deal with the dark forces which liked to play small tricks behind the scenes, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortalâs interrogation methods were nothing.
There were times when he felt that not everyone was able to comprehend basic truths through cultivation. Different people at the Soul Formation stage would have different understandings of it â the biggest difference was that some people became wiser while some became more muddled.
Obviously, after the man heard Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal tell Dharmaraja to use the godly thunder inheritance, he couldnât help sweating buckets of cold water.
The man looked at Dharmaraja blankly. âAre you⊠a descendant of the Thunder clan?â
âThatâs right.â Dharmaraja nodded.
Man from Immortal Mansion: ââŠâ
He had never expected that this person who had been standing in front of him all this time, wearing goggles and looking like a perverted uncle, would actually be a descendant of the Thunder clan, one of the twelve ancient clans.
To be honest, in the split second when their gazes had met earlier, a thought had flashed through the manâs mind as he wondered whether this perverted uncle was an actor who played roles where he acted as a groper.
He didnât look like a descendant of the famous Thunder clan at all, and it was completely different from what he had imagined! â Even if you couldnât release one hundred thousand volts 1 , shouldnât you at least fit the picture of a teen idol with spiky blonde hair and a clearly defined six-pack, crackling with lightning 2 ?!
The man from Immortal Mansion couldnât suppress the strong desire in his heart to ridicule Dharmaraja fiercely.
Reality proved that there were times when peopleâs dreams could really be crushedâŠ
From where she was sitting on the man, Sheep could clearly see the expression of loss on his face after he had verified that Dharmaraja was from the Thunder clan.
She noticed that his eyes had grown dim.
Furthermore, this time, she could clearly hear the sound of his heart breaking.
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âSo after all this, it turns out that this person is your fan?â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had crossed his arms and there was a funny expression on his face.
Dharmaraja was flattered: ââŠâ He actually had fans?
âIt makes sense. The last descendant of the Thunder clan who can use spirit energy to activate the holy relic, the godly thunder inheritance â by all accounts, it sounds like a great legend. The Thunder clanâs name from back then is still a great one.â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal curled his lip as he looked at Dharmaraja and said, âIf you continue working for the Xiao clan as an electric welder, youâll just be squandering whatâs left of its reputation.â
Dharmaraja blushed with shame when he heard this.
âLong ago, the Thunder clan protected our ancestors, which is why we juniors have always valued the clan.â The man on the ground gritted his teeth and said, âBut just because a descendant of the Thunder clan is standing in front of me doesnât mean Iâll tell you anything just like thatâŠâ
âSo youâre a man of integrity.â
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed helplessly at the man on the ground.
A moment later, he waved his hand. âFine, weâre not in any rush to interrogate him. Letâs just eat first. We canât miss Old Senior Wangâs stewed broccoli soup!â
Dharmaraja was a little surprised. âWhat? Didnât you want me to blind him with my godly thunder inheritance?â
âIn any case, heâs a fan of yours, do you think you can really do that to him?â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal laughed.
As expected, Dharmaraja hesitated. He looked at the man on the ground and gave it some more thought before deciding to let it go in the end. He noticed that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked very confident, so he knew that the other man very likely had a countermeasure in place already.
Dharmaraja had always felt that in a world which prioritized looks, people who were his fans were a rare species⊠it had been hard to find one, so he had to take good care of him.
If the man hadnât been a fan, Dharmaraja had already been prepared to fry him either medium or medium well.
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When it was time to eat, Father Wang and Lie Mengmeng didnât come downstairs as they were still engaged in lively discussion in the study. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal directly delivered the food to them, and the man from Immortal Mansion was taken aback by his reverent attitude.
At this point, he already couldnât use logic to figure out the situation inside this villa â because so far, looking at the current situation, there didnât seem to be a single normal person here!
He clearly couldnât sense any fluctuation of spirit energy from the homeowner, but whether it was Great Death-Courting Senior or Lightning Dharmaraja, a descendant of the Thunder clan, both of them showed reverence for the master of the house, and even called him âgreat senior.â
The man wondered deeply whether his ability to sense spirit energy had already been crippledâŠ
As they ate, this man from Immortal Mansion wasnât idle; although he had been tied up firmly, he was still thinking of ways to discreetly notify Immortal Mansion of the situation.
After a cheerful lunch with Mother Wang and Grandfather Wang, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal directly carried the man upstairs.
The man was heavy and 1.9 meters tall, but Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal just lifted him up by the rope with one finger, as if he was lifting up a chicken. He then threw him into Wang Lingâs room to continue the interrogation.
Sitting on the edge of Wang Lingâs bed, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal crossed his slender legs and gazed languidly at the man in front of him. âDonât bother trying, as soon as you entered the door just now, Sheep and the others had already flagged you. Any fluctuations of magic weapons and communication signals are cut off inside this house and wonât connect to the outside world.â
âAh? This type of operation exists?â Dharmaraja was stunned again. Ever since coming to the Wang familyâs villa, he had felt like a fool, experiencing one shock after another.
He carefully checked his phone and saw that indeed, it didnât have a signal. No wonder he hadnât gotten any phone calls since coming here.
âI forgot to ask Sheep to set it up for you just now. The next time you come here, you wonât be flagged anymore,â Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said as he looked at Dharmaraja.
âThen what about you?â Dharmaraja asked in return.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal replied, âIâm a regular guest, so they already changed the setting for me earlier on.â
As Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal spoke, Dharmaraja realized that the other man was already lying on Ling Zhenrenâs bed like a paralyzed geyou 3 . What was more, his elbow was pressing down a little on Jingke, lying next to the pillow⊠but Jingke didnât mind at all, and didnât make the slightest move!
Dharmaraja was speechless when he saw this. This wasnât just being familiar⊠this was already being intimate!
This was Ling Zhenrenâs bed, pillow and swordâŠ
Even if he returned here a hundred times, Dharmaraja didnât think he would ever have the nerve to sprawl so leisurely on Ling Zhenrenâs bed like that.
He fixed his eyes on Wang Lingâs soft single bed and swallowed unconsciously.
From another point of view, if he could someday lie on Ling Zhenrenâs bed like Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal⊠would that mean that his relationship with Ling Zhenren would have advanced a step?
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