Chapter 1713: Please Forgive Me

Ning Shu shook her head. We havent slept in the same bed.

Thats not the point. The point is, we have to get some extra income from this task, said 795.

Ning Shu couldnt tell if 795 really didnt know or he was just pretending, but she didnt dare to underestimate anyone. 795 was an advanced task-taker. If someone said he didnt have any trump cards up his sleeves, Ning Shu absolutely wouldnt believe it.

How many tasks must be completed to become an advanced task-taker?

Ning Shu didnt say anything. When the time came, she would see if she could get her hands on anything good.

In any case, the things were in the uncles hands at the moment. Ning Shu didnt dare to s.n.a.t.c.h from him.

Trying meant that you were definitely tired of living.

At this point, Zhang Jiasen turned his head toward Ning Shu and 795 and said, Want to work together?

No need. Ning Shu refused outright.

Zhang Jiasen looked at Ning Shu. Youre still angry?

Oh ho, why couldnt I be angry? Ning Shu had a sarcastic expression on her face.

Zhang Jiasen remained silent for a moment and said, Without forgiveness, life would be controlled by endless hatred and revenge. I really had no intention to hurt you.

Ning Shu said, Speak in human terms.

Zhang Jiasen said, Please forgive me.

Ning Shu o(*) [slapping the table with wild laughter!]

She really had to admit her respect for Zhang Jiasen. How thick his skin must be to say such shameless words? Seriously, forgiveness!?

How about she killed him and sent him to the afterlife. Then, at his grave, shed say, Without forgiveness, life would be controlled by endless hatred and revenge. You have to forgive me.

He probably would be so angry that his soul would scatter.

Ning Shu looked at Zhang Jiasen with an expressionless face. Im sure convinced.

Zhang Jiasen didnt say anything. He perhaps did not even care about Ning Shus forgiveness. It was likely just a casual remark.

The following morning, the old woman found that her granddaughter was missing. She was so scared that her face turned ashen. Wheres my Xiao Lan? Xiao Lan

The old woman searched around for her granddaughter with her cane. When she found Xiao Lans body in the inner courtyard, which was covered with snow, she threw herself on the body and started wailing.

Its you guys! You guys killed my Xiao Lan. The old woman pointed her trembling hand at the crowd and said, Gave me back my Xiao Lan! Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan

Zhang Jiasen said coldly, Was she really your granddaughter?

She killed Fan Junyang, said Zhang Jiasen.

Ning Shu: _

Nonsense. He was clearly the one that had killed Fan Junyang.

The ability to say nonsense with a completely straight face was also rare in the world.

Zhang Jiasen was truly a shameless, lowly person.

Impossible. Xiao Lan wouldnt kill anyone. She cant see at all. We have lived together for more than ten years. Xiao Lan is my granddaughter. How could she not be my granddaughter?

The old lady held Xiao Lans body and sobbed. Upon seeing the corpse of Fan Junyang not far away, she took her cane and stabbed it. She smashed his head and beat his face to the ground, even spilling his brains out.

Those present were somewhat disgusted and averted their eyes.

How dare you do this to my granddaughter, you lowly thing? The old woman looked sad and frightened.

Ning Shu narrowed her eyes. She turned around and quietly went to the hall, ready to slip into the old womans room to see if there was a secret pa.s.sage or something like that.

Anyway, things had become clearer. There were several murderers and accomplices, and Fan Junyang and Xiao Lan were definitely acquaintances.

Translator: Kaho