Chapter 172: Are You Acquainted With This Beggar? (8)
“Why, I’m a Flower Beggar because I’m a flower-like beggar. Got a problem with that?” “But, but you’re fat…”
“Hey. Peonies are flowers and lotuses are flowers too, right? Are they not flowers because they’re big?”
“But, those two are pretty…”
“You really speak your mind, don’t you? Fine, you’re so great. Alright. Now go. Flower Beggar, no, Beggar Noona is going to sleep.”
“Ah. Um, well, then, um, pumpkin flower, no pumpkin flowers are pretty when you look at them, so how about just pumpkin? Or bitter melon or cucumber- Ow!”
Murong Jun rolled on the ground again, not realizing his expensive silk clothes were getting covered in dirt.
According to Qing’s personal theory, kids are of the earth element anyway; they originally live by eating dirt, so it’s okay for them to roll around a bit.
It was much weaker than before, not strong enough to dare attach the almighty name ‘nuclear’, so it was just a regular head flick (Third-Rate).
But getting hit in the same spot again hurts much more viciously.