Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Zhao Linger exposed the blood on the corners of her mouth. Zhao Bo’s scolding tone now carried a hint of distress. “How did this happen?”

“He kicked me, your daughter, and injured me without any reason.” Zhao Linger covered her chest with a frown. She looked pained.

“This disciple can bear witness. Junior Sister couldn’t get up from the ground. It was this disciple who helped her up,” said one of the disciples.

Zhao Bo looked at Ning Shu, who looked sorry. “Linger suddenly jumped up on me. I thought it was an assassin. My body instinctively reacted, and I attacked first. If I knew it was my cousin, I wouldn’t have attacked. “

“This is a misunderstanding. Have a good talk with your cousin later. He just came back and doesn’t know your personality. Okay, ask your mother for some medicine,” said Zhao Bo to Zhao Linger.

Zhao Linger looked at her father in disbelief. “Father, your daughter is hurt!”

“Father, you don’t love your daughter anymore.” Zhao Linger was really sad and ran away in tears.

The senior brothers chased after Zhao Linger, calling Junior Sister one after another.

Ning Shu said, “Would you like me to apologize to Sister Linger? I was too abrupt and failed to control myself.”

“You are not to blame. After all, you have been living in a dangerous demonic cult. This daughter has been spoiled rotten by me. I don’t know if her husband will be able to tolerate her antics.” Zhao Bo couldn’t help but shake his head.

Ning Shu said, “Linger is so cute. You can definitely find a young talent who can be trusted to care for her their whole lives.”

In pleasing words, Zhao Linger was lively and cute, and in otherwise unpleasant words, she was unruly and self-willed.

Ning Shu definitely wouldn’t indulge her. The next time she bumped into her, she wouldn’t hold back.

After all, she had lived in the demonic sect for so many years so it was normal for her attitude to be abnormal.

After suffering a loss, Zhao Linger probably felt stifled and indignant because she took every opportunity to seek revenge.

Zhao Linger and the other disciples kept giving Ning Shu a hard time, wanting to see her break down and cry.

Ning Shu solved it directly using force without leaving any trace. Zhao Linger suffered a loss against her every single time. She soon hated Ning Shu to the core and wished to kill her.

Their every encounter resulted in a big feud.

Ning Shu was more concerned about the martial alliance. In the past few days, various schools and factions had arrived at the Zhao Clan Stronghold.

Yet again, Zhao Linger was leading around a group of disciples without caring about anything. Ning Shu was rendered speechless by her behavior.

Ning Shu was tired of Zhao Linger’s childish pranks. In the end, she let Zhao Bo know, who ordered Zhao Linger to stay in the house and embroider clothes.

When would Zhao Linger have learned to embroider clothes? She hated Ning Shu even more.

With the arrival of various sects, the Zhao Clan Stronghold became lively. The bright-colored uniforms of the sects could be seen everywhere.

Ning Shu also noticed smooth and shiny heads moving here and there. These vegetarian Buddhist monks had come to join in the fun.

Every night, the roof tiles would rattle because of the people stepping on them. It seemed that they had heard the rumor.

Ning Shu leaked the news about ‘Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts,’ but it did not contain too much information.

It was said that the demonic sect had lost some stuff and was now searching all over the world. A defector had ran away after stealing those things.

There was also some gossip that someone saw the defector heading toward the Zhao Clan Stronghold.

The people of the demonic sect were also wandering around the Zhao Clan Stronghold.

When Zhao Bo heard this, his slap broke a thick wooden table into pieces.