After interrogating the six traitors, Han Lingxi handed all of them over to Shen Jingting to be executed as agreed.
[Ding! 180,000 Anomaly Value has been credited!]
Hearing the system prompt, Shen Jingting burst into a broad, non-stop grin.
With this, he now had a total of 320,000 Anomaly Value, and his pockets instantly swelled up again.
Standing nearby, Han Lingxi saw him grinning from ear to ear and could not help feeling a bit curious. "You scoundrel, what's making you so happy?"
"Ghost King Sister, didn't you say you were going to change how you address me and call me hubby? Why are you still calling me a scoundrel?"
"When did I ever say that? Do you have proof?" Han Lingxi slightly raised her chin with a smug look, refusing to admit it.
Seeing this, Shen Jingting already understood her little trick.
"Fine, fine, playing hardball, are you?"
A mischievous smirk curled the corners of his mouth as he stepped closer and closer to Han Lingxi.
Watching him draw near, Han Lingxi felt a flutter of panic in her chest, but she still forced herself to remain calm. "Stop right there! Take one more step and this King will hit you!"
Shen Jingting completely ignored her warning and cornered her against the wall.
Realizing there was nowhere left to retreat, Han Lingxi raised her hand, making a gesture to strike him.
With quick reflexes, Shen Jingting firmly caught Han Lingxi's swinging wrist, braced one hand against the wall, leaned in slightly, and wore a playful, teasing smile.
"You scoundrel, let go of this King's hand!"
"Ghost King Sister, you didn't keep your word. If you still refuse to call me hubby, don't blame me for being unpolite to you."
Instead of letting go, Shen Jingting leaned in even closer until their bodies were almost pressed together.
"Does this King look like she's afraid of you? Bring on whatever tricks you have!"
Facing Shen Jingting as he pressed closer and closer, Han Lingxi released her imposing aura as a Ghost King.
Was she, a millennium-old Ghost King, really going to be manipulated by a mere Evil Ghost?
With a mischievous smirk, Shen Jingting swiftly struck Han Lingxi's perky backside.
A crisp "thwack" echoed through the air, and Han Lingxi instantly widened her eyes in absolute shock, anger, and embarrassment.
How dare he hit me?
And of all places, on the butt!
It was one thing that he had kissed her just now, but now he actually dared to be this audacious and smack her backside.
Recovering quickly, she shot daggers from her eyes. "I'm going to kill you!"
With that, she formed hand seals as a black light gathered in her palm, surging like churning dark clouds before shooting straight toward Shen Jingting.
Seeing her murderous intent flare up, Shen Jingting hurriedly spent Anomaly Value to block the attack.
[Anomaly Value -100!]
Damn it, this woman is ruthless! A single move just drained one hundred points of my Anomaly Value.
Seeing Shen Jingting use his physical body to block her attack, Han Lingxi's heart skipped a beat. She had only meant to scare him, not kill him.
"Are you alright?"
Just as she was about to rush forward to check on his injuries, she realized he was completely fine, and the hanging boulder in Han Lingxi's chest finally dropped.
As long as he's fine!
Putting on an exaggerated act, Shen Jingting wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Ghost King Sister, you were actually playing for keeps!"
"Who told you to hit me... I already warned you just now, but you wouldn't listen. Who's to blame?"
Han Lingxi turned her head away, not wanting to pay any attention to the shameless Shen Jingting.
He kept challenging her bottom line over and over again. Did he really think she had no temper?
If it weren't for needing to recover from her injuries, she would never endure such humiliation—it was simply too frustrating!
"Well, I helped you find the traitors and interrogated them for vital intelligence. You don't have to be this ruthless, do you?"
"And you kissed me without my permission—how do you account for that?"
"Naturally, it counts as a bit of flirting between husband and wife."
Shen Jingting continued to tease Han Lingxi with a cheeky grin.
"Piss off!"
Han Lingxi rolled her eyes in speechlessness, then stormed back to her room in a huff.
With a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Shen Jingting followed leisurely behind her.
Just as they reached the doorway, Han Lingxi turned around to glare fiercely at the man trailing her. "You are not allowed to follow me! Go back to your own room!"
"Ghost King Sister, I have a very important matter to discuss with you."
"Still trying to fool me? I won't fall for your tricks this time!"
With that, Han Lingxi slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
At this point, she could no longer tell whether Shen Jingting was speaking the truth or not.
Every single time she thought Shen Jingting was finally going to be serious, she always ended up falling for his routine.
Shen Jingting chuckled helplessly. This Han Lingxi was even more entertaining than her previous self, turning bright red and flustered from just a little casual teasing.
No wonder the data provided by the system indicated that deep down inside, she was really just a young girl.
After a short while, Shen Jingting gently knocked on the door. "Ghost King Sister, I'm really not tricking you this time. Do you want to take down Xieyu? I have a way to help you."
Sitting on the bed and still fuming, Han Lingxi heard these words and chose to ignore them completely.
Hmph, scoundrel, big liar, all you do is bully me every day!
You think you can fool me again? In your dreams!
Once my injuries heal, I am definitely not letting you run off easily. I'm going to drag you back and torment you mercilessly!
Not only will I make you wait on me hand and foot every day, but I'll make you do the chores too. If you piss me off, I'll whip you hard!
Hearing Han Lingxi's inner thoughts from outside the door, Shen Jingting broke out in a cold sweat.
Good grief, she holds quite a grudge.
He only made her call him hubby a few times, kissed her a couple of times, and smacked her butt once—that wasn't exactly a heinous crime, was it?
Did she really have to harbor such deep resentment?
"Ghost King Sister, I'm heading back first. If you want to kill Xieyu, come find me in my room later."
With that final remark, Shen Jingting returned to his room.
Han Lingxi still refused to come out, lying on the bed and staring blankly at the canopy.
"Could what the scoundrel said actually be true? But where on earth is he getting his confidence?"
She turned it over and over in her mind, but she simply couldn't figure out where Shen Jingting got the confidence to kill a Moon-grade Ghost King like Xieyu.
"Should I go take a look? If he really can kill Xieyu, I'll have one less enemy to worry about."
However, she quickly shot down the idea.
"No, no way. The scoundrel is definitely lying to me! Even if it's true, he's bound to demand something in return!"
After struggling with herself for nearly half an hour, Han Lingxi still could not talk herself out of it, and she immediately got up and headed toward Shen Jingting's room.
Meanwhile, Shen Jingting was playing a game on his phone and had no idea that Han Lingxi had already entered the room.
"You scoundrel, do you really have a way to kill Xieyu?"
At the sound of her voice, Shen Jingting snapped back to reality. He quickly tucked away his phone, walked over to the table, and sat down.
"Of course I do. It just depends on whether you actually want to kill him."
"I want to kill everybody right now—including you!" Han Lingxi let out a soft huff.
"Why would you want to kill me? I'm looking out for your best interests in everything I do, and yet you still want to kill me? That's so heartbreaking."
Clutching his chest, Shen Jingting put on an expression of deep grief and indignation.
Seeing right through his little act, Han Lingxi ignored him. "Looking out for my best interests? You just want to take advantage of me."
Suddenly, she paused, her face flushing crimson as she added in a soft voice, "However... if you really can help me kill Xieyu, I... I can let you see my legs..."