115: Chapter 115 Deliberately Slapping the Face 115: Chapter 115 Deliberately Slapping the Face Regardless of how Zhu Zijun pleaded pitifully or begged, Wufu didn’t agree to his request.

Sharing a room was a minor issue, the key was she didn’t like being disturbed.

She preferred to complete her work alone, so her train of thought wouldn’t be interrupted.

This had always been her style.

Moreover, this Chicken Blood Stone in front of her, it was her first job.

To clearly demonstrate her skill, it was natural that she needed to finish it by herself.

So, no matter what Zhu Zijun said, she would never agree.

Since she didn’t agree, Zhu Zijun could only leave, his dejected figure inducing speechlessness.

Wufu said, “Once this work is completed, you’re free to have Shopkeeper Lin show it to you.”

Zhu Zijun’s frame stiffened, he didn’t say a word and just vanished from her sight.

Wufu didn’t take this episode to heart and focused on her own tasks.

Capital city.

In a grand residence with five courtyards, inside one of the studies, someone smashed a white jade object they were holding.

The housekeeper standing nearby quickly called servants to clean up, and then swiftly left the room.

“Master, that old bastard Lin Fa must be doing this on purpose, just to humiliate you, to humiliate us,” a man around forty frowned and said to the elder sitting behind the desk.

The elder swept a cold glance over him, and the man shrank back, pursing his lips.

If Wufu were here, she would recognize him, ah, that’s the fearful master.

Yes, before her, were precisely Mr.

Lin Gonyun, who had gambled on stones with Wufu, and his senior disciple, Yu Zhen.

Mr.

Lin, his face ashen, grabbed the jade cicada from the desk and fiddled with it in his hand, saying in a heavy tone, “Whether he did it deliberately or not, anyone with clear eyes could see.

Do I need you to remind me?”

Ever since he lost that stone gambling bet to a wet-behind-the-ears girl, he had left Maofeng Town.

It wasn’t that he was eager to leave, but Shopkeeper Lin and Fourth Young Master wanted him to go back to the capital under the pretext of treating his eye disease.

Eye disease, eye disease—it was just a cover-up, to prevent damaging Hundred Treasures Silver Building’s reputation.

Whenever Lin Gonyun thought about this, he felt intense hatred.

Maofeng Town must have been incompatible with his fate.

All his life he was respected, only to be defeated by a young girl in his old age.

It was an utter humiliation.

And that wasn’t all, that idiot Zhu Zijun had even managed to stir up more trouble, slapping him, Lin Gonyun, right in the face, and losing all dignity.

To avoid getting dragged down by that idiot, he followed his senior disciple’s advice and severed the master-apprentice relationship with Zhu Zijun, but that couldn’t cover up the fact that the idiot had been his disciple.

But the biggest blow was not this.

It was that old bastard Lin Fa actually used that girl, to carve the damaged Chicken Blood Stone by Zhu Zijun?

Was this supposed to be a remedy?

It was a real slap in Lin Gonyun’s face!

He, Lin Gonyun, didn’t he have any other disciples besides Zhu Zijun?

Even if there were no disciples in Maofeng Town, there were other craftsmen.

Yet that damn old man Lin Fa just had to choose that girl.

Moreover, it was the girl who had made him, Lin Gonyun, lose face once.

Thinking about this, Lin Gonyun felt so furious his hair seemed to rise on end.

Ridiculous, a girl who by chance could spot jade in a stone, could she always spot it, and carve better jade ware than Lin Gonyun’s disciples?

Just because she was a fourteen-year-old girl?

Lin Gonyun’s gums were grinding, making a grating sound, forgetting one thing: a no-name fourteen-year-old girl had just beaten him, a famous master well into his sixties!