Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Xuan Jiu as Mad as Xiao Jinsheng

"Family Head!" Xuan Jiu wailed in desperation and then turned to Xiao Jinsheng, pleading, "Please, give this old servant something to do."

Xiao Jinsheng recoiled in horror.

"Can you act normal?" Xiao Jinsheng’s voice trembled.

"Family Head, just give me a bite to eat and a pavilion to shelter from the wind and rain—I am willing to serve you like an ox or horse!" Xuan Jiu exclaimed.

"You... you need to calm down. Don’t act like this. You’re scaring me," Xiao Jinsheng said, retreating from Xuan Jiu.

Mo Jiao turned to Chen Yunji, reminding him, "Look after your friend."

Chen Yunji was just about to intervene.

But he remembered Xuan Jiu’s advice.

As long as he carried on as usual, everything depended on Xuan Jiu’s instructions.

Now that Xuan Jiu was performing, naturally, Chen Yunji wouldn’t hinder him.

Chen Yunji gestured to his own head, retorting, "We’re just fellow patients, not friends."

Mo Jiao was momentarily speechless.

He thought about it for a while but couldn’t find a rebuttal.

"Stop shouting already. You can stay here, okay?" Xiao Jinsheng tried to soothe Xuan Jiu’s nerves.

Years of confinement at Snow Peak, coupled with self-harm.

Afterwards, someone spent three months at Snow Peak as well, with not even a soul to converse with.

Xuan Jiu’s brain had always been frail. On top of that, he was scared senseless by the Terminal’s Illusion Realm and had experienced death a few times.

Having endured all this, it was remarkable that he was merely eccentric and hadn’t completely gone mad.

"Thank you, thank you." Xuan Jiu thanked not only Xiao Jinsheng but also her seven Beast Husbands, leaving no one out.

He raised his palm, showing five fingers as he solemnly vowed, "I promise to work diligently. Rest assured, everyone."

"All I ask is food and shelter."

Yu Yunxiao eyed him suspiciously and eventually spoke with sympathy, "I’ll treat you a bit later."

A treatment for the mind.

He believed the wound caused by the loss of Xuan Jiu’s Star Stone must have also affected his already unstable mind.

Previously, they’d been quite wary of Xuan Jiu.

But after spending time together, discovering he was merely mentally peculiar, Yu Yunxiao had let go of his vigilant guard.

heed to

no interest in conversing with Xuan Jiu, having

all too familiar to

of the time when

when Xiao Jinsheng had purposefully antagonized him to the point he

shelter, especially since Xiao Jinsheng had already

the Terminal’s conditions laid bare, the looming five-month death sentence hung

Xuan Jiu’s erratic behavior, the group enjoyed a brief

Jiu glanced at one person, then another, noting the somber atmosphere but choosing

silence, dinner

no longer cared whether the Terminal was monitoring them

the Terminal was listening in, there

Bai Yan, the Insect Brain, and

seemed directed at the others, but it was aimed

Terminal gave

the insect eggs scattered across Mist Continent, hidden in various corners, slowly hatch—a

insect eggs were far

satisfy

no choice but to patiently wait. When the craving became unbearable, it would bring out the phantom of Bai Yan’s bound Insect

Insect Brain was the sole delicacy among those bugs. Even with its intense longing,

perpetual meals—it knew the difference well

the Insect Brain to keep feeding more insect

continued to

food

there were no longer the usual Q&A

No schedules.

No games, either.

family sat together on the sofa,

them up: "You guys can’t go on like this

a deadline, we should

it wants is precisely our hopelessness,"

Xuan Jiu felt no

perhaps the Terminal

months—there’s still so much we can accomplish," Que Zelian

was seated across the room, and asked, "Prophet, any glimpses of

responded with a helpless smile, "It only triggers passively; I can’t just see whenever I

as he finished speaking, Huaiqing’s

mind was an endless expanse

blend of crimson skies and a sea of blood—every corner of Mist

emerged from the depths below

piercing red glare made

of his nose, his voice weighted: "Regardless of whether the Terminal gives us a timeline, the rules of Mist Continent are

you see now?"

of days—the arrival of the Insect Clan," Huaiqing said, a grave

reminded of the conversations they’d

had sent Mist Continent’s

arrival: six months. Latest: two

Clan would eventually