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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Chapter 88: What Were Puppet Demons?
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

From the very beginning, she knew that Ao’ye had higher cultivation than the old biddy.

Hence, the old granny would die without a doubt! It was not relying on force to bully others, it was merely self-defense. She did not plan to die, so it was better for the old granny to die.

The old granny never expected to perish in this little mountain village. Her single eye fiercely glared at the little girl walking toward her. “Little Girl, if you kill me, then you will never have peace again! The people from my sect absolutely won’t spare you! Your whole family will pay for my life! Consider it carefully.”

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However, the girl merely sent her an uncanny and eerie smile.

“So much rubbish!” A black ferule landed on her palm, and she slapped it against the granny’s face without pause, causing the granny’s head to bleed profusely and shocking her.

Ao’ye: …

Don’t you know that Little Lord was killing someone next to a putrid gutter the first time we met her? Do you think a vicious little girl like her would tolerate your threats? Heh.

“Crush her life lantern, kill her,” Qiao Mu coldly ordered.

It was only now that the granny finally comprehended that this child genuinely wanted to kill her.

“H-how did you know about the life lantern?” The old woman’s lips trembled, and her entire being—from her body to her soul—was shivering.

Qiao Mu was uninterested in answering the granny. Instead, she stared at her with her pitch-black eyes before quietly asking, “What are puppet demons?”

The granny involuntarily shuddered, and even she had not realized that she was shaking like a quail in front of this six-or-seven-year-old girl.

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“I-I don’t know what y-you are s-saying.”

“Little Lord, this person is likely an elder of the Ghost Sect. The Ghost Sect has an extremely guarded secret technique called the puppet technique. It can refine girls and boys into puppets and turn them into slaves that are stripped of their own thoughts and emotions, completely obedient to their master’s orders. They are essentially lifeless marionettes.”

Qiao Mu suddenly smiled at the granny after hearing this explanation. However, this smile only caused the granny to tremble even harder.

The granny did not know whether or not this was a smile, since there was no noticeable difference in the girl’s face; moreover, the sparkling cold glint in the girl’s eyes made it look like it had icicles inside. Her lips appeared to move a little, but her rigid face remained stoic, the unsynchronized smile sending goosebumps all over people.

“So you want to refine me into a puppet.” Qiao Mu suddenly moved and sent the granny’s chin shattering with a kick. She dashed up like she went mad and ruthlessly slapped the ferule against her as hard as she could. It was as though she wanted to spend her life’s energy on this granny.

“Pieces of shit like you who steal someone’s life at your whim don’t need to exist in this world! Bastards like you who ignore other people’s wishes and corral innocent people like cats and dogs and keep them as puppets and slaves should be the first to die!!! Die!” Qiao Mu’s emotions suddenly erupted, and she ruthlessly swung the black ferule in her hand on the granny’s face and body and head over and over again.

“You are the pet! You are the puppet slave! YOU are!!! You want to refine me into a puppet so you can corral me like a pet! Die! Die!!!” A brutality and harshness that did not suit the child’s age leaked out of her eyes as a slap of the ferule ruthlessly smacked against the back of the granny’s head, smashing her head into pieces like a watermelon.

Ao’ye immediately surged forward and seized the granny’s life lantern, crushing it into pieces. He then turned his head and found the little girl tightly clutching the ferule with a whirlpool spinning in her eerie dark eyes, so dark that there was not a trace of light.