<h4>Chapter 1713: Please Forgive Me</h4>


    Ning Shu shook her head. “We haven’t slept in the same bed.”


    “That’s not the point. The point is, we have to get some extra ie from this task,” said 795.


    Ning Shu couldn’t tell if 795 really didn’t know or he was just pretending, but she didn’t dare to underestimate anyone. 795 was an advanced task-taker. If someone said he didn’t have any trump cards up his sleeves, Ning Shu absolutely wouldn’t believe it.


    How many tasks must bepleted to be an advanced task-taker?


    Ning Shu didn’t say anything. When the time came, she would see if she could get her hands on anything good.


    In any case, the things were in the uncle’s hands at the moment. Ning Shu didn’t dare to snatch from him.


    Trying meant that you were definitely tired of living.


    At this point, Zhang Jiasen turned his head toward Ning Shu and 795 and said, “Want to work together?”


    “No need.” Ning Shu refused outright.


    Zhang Jiasen looked at Ning Shu. “You’re still angry?”


    “Oh ho, why couldn’t I be angry?” Ning Shu had a sarcastic expression on her face.


    Zhang Jiasen remained silent for a moment and said, “Without forgiveness, life would be controlled by endless hatred and revenge. I really had no intention to hurt you.”


    Ning Shu said, “Speak in human terms.”


    Zhang Jiasen said, “Please forgive me.”


    Ning Shu o(*≥▽≤)ツ┏━┓ [pping the table with wildughter!]


    She really had to admit her respect for Zhang Jiasen. How thick his skin must be to say such shameless words? Seriously, forgiveness!?


    How about she killed him and sent him to the afterlife. Then, at his grave, she’d say, “Without forgiveness, life would be controlled by endless hatred and revenge. You have to forgive me.”


    He probably would be so angry that his soul would scatter.


    Ning Shu looked at Zhang Jiasen with an expressionless face. “I’m sure convinced.”


    Zhang Jiasen didn’t say anything. He perhaps did not even care about Ning Shu’s forgiveness. It was likely just a casual remark.


    The following morning, the old woman found that her granddaughter was missing. She was so scared that her face turned ashen. “Where’s my Xiao Lan? Xiao Lan…”


    The old woman searched around for her granddaughter with her cane. When she found Xiao Lan’s body in the inner courtyard, which was covered with snow, she threw herself on the body and started wailing.


    “It’s you guys! You guys killed my Xiao Lan.” The old woman pointed her trembling hand at the crowd and said, “Gave me back my Xiao Lan! Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan…”


    Zhang Jiasen said coldly, “Was she really your granddaughter?”


    “She killed Fan Junyang,” said Zhang Jiasen.


    Ning Shu: →_→


    Nonsense. He was clearly the one that had killed Fan Junyang.


    The ability to say nonsense with apletely straight face was also rare in the world.


    Zhang Jiasen was truly a shameless, lowly person.


    “Impossible. Xiao Lan wouldn’t kill anyone. She can’t see at all. We have lived together for more than ten years. Xiao Lan is my granddaughter. How could she not be my granddaughter?”


    The olddy held Xiao Lan’s body and sobbed. Upon seeing the corpse of Fan Junyang not far away, she took her cane and stabbed it. She smashed his head and beat his face to the ground, even spilling his brains out.


    Those present were somewhat disgusted and averted their eyes.


    “How dare you do this to my granddaughter, you lowly thing?” The old woman looked sad and frightened.


    Ning Shu narrowed her eyes. She turned around and quietly went to the hall, ready to slip into the old woman’s room to see if there was a secret passage or something like that.


    Anyway, things had be clearer. There were several murderers and aplices, and Fan Junyang and Xiao Lan were definitely acquaintances.


    Trantor: Kaho