Blondie suddenly froze, his gaze on Mi Wan softened, his face paled before finally lowering his head in shame.
Doing drugs was a more effective excuse than the money being too little. As members of the Demon Hunter Association, they had the responsibility for maintaining the peace between humans and demons, so it was forbidden for a drug addict to join their force. That was why Bai Feng stopped persuading Mi Wan and left the pair of brothers to see her out after a few polite words. It ended with a polite reminder to Mi Wan, that even if she were not a member of the Demon Hunter Association, she was to not extort demons in the future or risk tribulation from both the association and demon tribes.
Mi Wan thought little of it, hummed twice to indicate she heard his words, and left.
“I’m sorry.” When they reached the lobby on the ground floor, Blondie wore a guilty look on his face and sincerely apologized to Mi Wan, “I shouldn’t have called you Fatty.”
Mi Wan paused. When Blondie called her ‘Fatty,’ it had little effect on her feelings, but it was different for the original host of this body. The previous host had turned to drugs because there were many people like Blondie, who made fun of her weight. Although the previous host had issues of her own, those who mercilessly made fun of her were the accomplices to her demise.
With that thought, Mi Wan smiled and walked away without saying anything, as if she never heard a single word.
Seeing that the other party did not react, Blondie suddenly felt frantic, “Senior, does this mean she doesn’t forgive me?”
“I told you a long time ago. You should mind the words coming out of your mouth. Now you have regrets.” Yang Jin quipped.
“But, I apologized.” Blondie felt pitiable. He rarely apologizes so sincerely.
“You think you should be forgiven just because you apologized?” Yang Jin countered with a question, “Apologizing only makes YOU feel better. It doesn’t reduce the victim’s pain. Grow some empathy.”
Blondie frowned and glanced in the direction where Mi Wan was headed. He suddenly took off in a sprint, leaving a shocked Yang Jin behind.
When Blondie made it out of the building. Mi Wan was in front of the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic light to change which gave Blondie a chance to catch up.
“Let’s add each other on WeChat.” Blondie stopped Mi Wan while she was about to cross the road and pulled out his phone.
“What for?” Mi Wan squinted.
“I was wrong before, I will try and make it up to you. Let’s add each other on WeChat, if you need any help in the future, you text me directly,” Blondie replied awkwardly.
You can’t even win against a bat demon, how can you help me?”
“You…don’t you look down on me. I’m not just good at demon hunting.” When did he, Xiang Zhen, ever lower his pride when speaking to another person? And the other party had the audacity to not appreciate his help?
Mi Wan gave it some thought and found his words reasonable. This was free labor at her beck and call, there was no reason to reject it, “I don’t have WeChat. Just give me your phone number.”
“No WeChat? Are you some ancient being?”
“Yes.” And quite accurate at that.
“…” Why did he have to say such mean things again? Blondie was once again regretful as he remained quiet and obediently gave his phone number to the other party.
After that, Mi Wan wandered around the area, connecting the memories of the previous host of her body with reality. After an eventful day, the driver came to bring her back home.
When she got back to the house, dinner was ready. Looking at how the dinner table had drastically reduced by more than half in portion and filled to the brim with vegetables, Mi Wan once again felt Butler Ye’s determination to help her lose weight.
Looks like she would have to quickly lose weight or she would not have the luxury of eating good food.
Just what solutions are out there where she can successfully lose weight without reducing her food intake? Mi Wan wore her fuzzy pyjamas, slipped under her covers, and spent the whole night thinking about this most difficult question of the century. She must find a way to produce Auntie Zhang’s so-called ‘eat-without-getting-fat’ body type.
That’s it!
Mi Wan excitedly flipped her blankets aside, grabbed her mobile phone, and sent a text to the sparrow spirit: Little Sparrow, do you know where I can find a Fanyin tree?
Sparrow Spirit: Fanyin tree, as in the legendary wishing tree?
Mi Wan: That’s correct.
Sparrow Spirit: I do know of a few wishing trees, but I don’t know if they are Fanyin trees or not.
Mi Wan: How can they be fake?
Sparrow Spirit: Of course they can. Today’s society likes to make up these gimmicks. As long as the area has a good view, it would have wishing trees, but a lot of those are just ordinary trees, not Fanyin trees.
They can do that? Mi Wan was confused. If a wishing tree is not a Fanyin tree, those wishes would never come true. They can even fake that? Looks like Fanyin trees as a whole have also declined in numbers and are probably hard to find. It would be nice if she knew where to get more complete information about demons.
Aye… I think I have heard of this somewhere today~~~
Mi Wan’s eyes shone and flipped through her contacts. She found a certain phone number she had added just earlier today and sent a text: Don’t you want to make it up to me? Looks like your chance to shine is here.
Blondie was eager and replied: Say it!
Mi Wan: Help me do a bit of investigation. Where can I find a Fanyin tree?
Blondie: Fanyin trees are a protected species within the Demon Hunter Association. What are you trying to do?
Mi Wan: I’m looking for a Fanyin tree to make a wish. Duh.
Blondie: What type of wish?
Mi Wan: To lose weight.
Blondie: …
Blondie: Wait a moment.
Not much later, Blondie sent an address. Mi Wan glanced over. Heh, this is a coincidence. It’s not far from here.
Without further ado, Mi Wan was too lazy to even change out of her pajamas before she got out of bed and climbed over the wall.
Blondie suddenly froze, his gaze on Mi Wan softened, his face paled before finally lowering his head in shame.
Doing drugs was a more effective excuse than the money being too little. As members of the Demon Hunter Association, they had the responsibility for maintaining the peace between humans and demons, so it was forbidden for a drug addict to join their force. That was why Bai Feng stopped persuading Mi Wan and left the pair of brothers to see her out after a few polite words. It ended with a polite reminder to Mi Wan, that even if she were not a member of the Demon Hunter Association, she was to not extort demons in the future or risk tribulation from both the association and demon tribes.
Mi Wan thought little of it, hummed twice to indicate she heard his words, and left.
“I’m sorry.” When they reached the lobby on the ground floor, Blondie wore a guilty look on his face and sincerely apologized to Mi Wan, “I shouldn’t have called you Fatty.”
Mi Wan paused. When Blondie called her ‘Fatty,’ it had little effect on her feelings, but it was different for the original host of this body. The previous host had turned to drugs because there were many people like Blondie, who made fun of her weight. Although the previous host had issues of her own, those who mercilessly made fun of her were the accomplices to her demise.
With that thought, Mi Wan smiled and walked away without saying anything, as if she never heard a single word.
Seeing that the other party did not react, Blondie suddenly felt frantic, “Senior, does this mean she doesn’t forgive me?”
“I told you a long time ago. You should mind the words coming out of your mouth. Now you have regrets.” Yang Jin quipped.
“But, I apologized.” Blondie felt pitiable. He rarely apologizes so sincerely.
“You think you should be forgiven just because you apologized?” Yang Jin countered with a question, “Apologizing only makes YOU feel better. It doesn’t reduce the victim’s pain. Grow some empathy.”
Blondie frowned and glanced in the direction where Mi Wan was headed. He suddenly took off in a sprint, leaving a shocked Yang Jin behind.
When Blondie made it out of the building. Mi Wan was in front of the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic light to change which gave Blondie a chance to catch up.
“Let’s add each other on WeChat.” Blondie stopped Mi Wan while she was about to cross the road and pulled out his phone.
“What for?” Mi Wan squinted.
“I was wrong before, I will try and make it up to you. Let’s add each other on WeChat, if you need any help in the future, you text me directly,” Blondie replied awkwardly.
You can’t even win against a bat demon, how can you help me?”
“You…don’t you look down on me. I’m not just good at demon hunting.” When did he, Xiang Zhen, ever lower his pride when speaking to another person? And the other party had the audacity to not appreciate his help?
Mi Wan gave it some thought and found his words reasonable. This was free labor at her beck and call, there was no reason to reject it, “I don’t have WeChat. Just give me your phone number.”
“No WeChat? Are you some ancient being?”
“Yes.” And quite accurate at that.
“…” Why did he have to say such mean things again? Blondie was once again regretful as he remained quiet and obediently gave his phone number to the other party.
After that, Mi Wan wandered around the area, connecting the memories of the previous host of her body with reality. After an eventful day, the driver came to bring her back home.
When she got back to the house, dinner was ready. Looking at how the dinner table had drastically reduced by more than half in portion and filled to the brim with vegetables, Mi Wan once again felt Butler Ye’s determination to help her lose weight.
Looks like she would have to quickly lose weight or she would not have the luxury of eating good food.
Just what solutions are out there where she can successfully lose weight without reducing her food intake? Mi Wan wore her fuzzy pyjamas, slipped under her covers, and spent the whole night thinking about this most difficult question of the century. She must find a way to produce Auntie Zhang’s so-called ‘eat-without-getting-fat’ body type.
That’s it!
Mi Wan excitedly flipped her blankets aside, grabbed her mobile phone, and sent a text to the sparrow spirit: Little Sparrow, do you know where I can find a Fanyin tree?
Sparrow Spirit: Fanyin tree, as in the legendary wishing tree?
Mi Wan: That’s correct.
Sparrow Spirit: I do know of a few wishing trees, but I don’t know if they are Fanyin trees or not.
Mi Wan: How can they be fake?
Sparrow Spirit: Of course they can. Today’s society likes to make up these gimmicks. As long as the area has a good view, it would have wishing trees, but a lot of those are just ordinary trees, not Fanyin trees.
They can do that? Mi Wan was confused. If a wishing tree is not a Fanyin tree, those wishes would never come true. They can even fake that? Looks like Fanyin trees as a whole have also declined in numbers and are probably hard to find. It would be nice if she knew where to get more complete information about demons.
Aye… I think I have heard of this somewhere today~~~
Mi Wan’s eyes shone and flipped through her contacts. She found a certain phone number she had added just earlier today and sent a text: Don’t you want to make it up to me? Looks like your chance to shine is here.
Blondie was eager and replied: Say it!
Mi Wan: Help me do a bit of investigation. Where can I find a Fanyin tree?
Blondie: Fanyin trees are a protected species within the Demon Hunter Association. What are you trying to do?
Mi Wan: I’m looking for a Fanyin tree to make a wish. Duh.
Blondie: What type of wish?
Mi Wan: To lose weight.
Blondie: …
Blondie: Wait a moment.
Not much later, Blondie sent an address. Mi Wan glanced over. Heh, this is a coincidence. It’s not far from here.
Without further ado, Mi Wan was too lazy to even change out of her pajamas before she got out of bed and climbed over the wall.
