How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 27: Is This Woman Made of Seawater?

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Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Is This Woman Made of Seawater?

However, Lin Yu and Lin Hong, the two brothers, frowned, looking down on those people. Healthy as they are, they still thought of taking advantage of Pei Shu’er.

Seeing some people’s faces showing anger, Pei Shu’er wasn’t upset. She didn’t need these insincere people.

Earlier, when she went to find food, some people went, but others just waited here for her to bring the food.

These people, following her, would just be a burden, offering no help. When it really comes time to need them, they might be the first to run away.

To follow her, they must go through some tests, no?

Pei Shu’er saw the varying expressions on their faces and smiled.

"All right, if you want to follow me, go ahead. But I won’t be providing food. I can tell you how to find food and water. We are already on the road to exile, and even the daughter of the Chief of Staff can find food. Put your pride aside."

Everyone was moved at heart, looking at Pei Shu’er with unfamiliar eyes. She has really changed.

After saying this, Pei Shu’er pointed to a hill behind her.

"There are some plants over there. If you’re thirsty or hungry, you can dig them up to eat. They are non-toxic."

After saying this, Pei Shu’er started a fire and took out salted fish from her basket.

Everyone looked at the fish; it was big, with one fish barely enough to alleviate the hunger of seven people.

Then Pei Shu’er kept pulling out more, one, two, three.

Pei Shu’er took out three pieces of fish, each weighing two pounds, and then stopped.

"I caught all this earlier. While others rested, I went fishing with a net every night, which is how I got so much."

In fact, she took them from her space, but she needed to explain the source clearly.

Also, it set the stage for taking out more fish later.

Upon this, Pei Shu’er hung her head down, her eyes reddened.

"I’m afraid of being suddenly abandoned. After all, in the Pei Family, there’s only me left."

Liu Xu and Tang Qingning, who are both soft-hearted by nature, were deeply moved by Pei Shu’er’s words.

As women, they most understand how hard it is for a woman in the exile team. In some ways, it’s even harder than for men.

Liu Xu sighed: "Child, how could you think like this?"

Pei Shu’er’s heart shifted; this was a good chance to win over the mother and sister of the antagonist.

By then, Tang Zan would protect her somewhat for their sake.

Thinking of this, Pei Shu’er immediately threw herself into Liu Xu’s arms, sobbing softly.

Liu Xu’s heart was moved entirely, thinking this was such a good daughter-in-law.

She must treat her kindly.

Tang Qingning also felt her heart ache from Pei Shu’er’s crying. At least she had her family accompanying her, while Pei Shu’er was all alone.

So was her strong demeanor because she was afraid of being abandoned?

Tang Qingning wiped away her tears.

"Shu’er, don’t be afraid. We are family. How could we abandon you?"

Tang Zan looked at Pei Shu’er’s tears and inexplicably felt somewhat annoyed.

He felt like even breathing was less smooth.

Is this woman made of seawater?

Why so many tears!

Approximately feeling the effect had been achieved, Pei Shu’er slowly stopped crying, and Yinxing handed a fish to Pei Shu’er.

"Miss, you eat first."

Pei Shu’er sprinkled some homemade wild spices on the fish, then divided it into seven portions for everyone to eat together.

Some of those who had initially followed Pei Shu’er spoke sarcastically.

"You said you would protect us until we reach the place of exile. Is this how Miss Pei protects us?"

Pei Shu’er said: "If you lazy people want to survive, not even the King of Heaven can help. I’m not a pig farmer. Besides, you can eat pork eventually."

"People like you, who only think of taking advantage, what good do you do me?"

Zhang San angrily said: "Pei Shu’er, we’re leaving. Don’t regret it."

With that, Zhang San and the other four stood up to leave. Pei Shu’er said: "Wait."

The four rejoiced in their hearts; after all, Pei Shu’er still valued them as support. Otherwise, how could a woman reach the place of exile without protection?

"Leave the bamboo tubes behind."

The people were stunned. Zhang San frowned: "Pei Shu’er, you promised to give them to us."

Pei Shu’er nodded: "Yes, provided you follow me. You’re leaving, breaking the agreement. Why should I leave water for you?"

Zhang San’s eyes showed a vicious light, realizing what he had forgotten.

Pei Shu’er just said she was out of water; he absolutely didn’t believe it. Moreover, she could still take out salted fish, indicating there was plenty of good stuff in her basket.

Thinking of this, Zhang San’s eyes were full of greed.

"Pei Shu’er, don’t blame me."

Seeing this attitude, Pei Shu’er understood but sat unmovingly by the fire, eating grilled fish and asking softly.

"That depends on how beastly your actions are."

Zhang San gave a signal to the five people behind him. Knowing Pei Shu’er’s strength, they didn’t intend to fight her head-on; they planned to grab the stuff and run to the government officer. After all, the officer wouldn’t care about this.

They quickly stepped forward, grabbing for Pei Shu’er’s basket and intending to run.

But after only a few steps, Zhang San was lifted by the collar.

"Do you think I’m a dead person?" An eerie voice rang from behind, sending chills through Zhang San and his group, almost causing them to drop their loot.

Zhang San realized his feet were off the ground. Turning his head, he saw that inconspicuous cripple had stood up.

Standing nine feet tall, Zhang San looked like a child in front of him.

He struggled: "Let me go."

Tang Zan’s lips curled into a cold smile, letting him go as he wished.

Zhang San was about to run but was blocked by Tang Zan’s crutch.

"Do you choose to leave your hand or the basket?"

Zhang San was momentarily stunned, and the next second, Tang Zan chuckled lightly in a magnetic, hoarse voice that tickled the ears of those who heard it.

Thud.

"Ah! My hand, my hand."

Tang Zan pierced Zhang San’s palm with his crutch, making blood flow.

Tang Zan said: "Forgot to tell you, I count to three."

He loomed over them, exuding an overwhelming presence. When looking at people, his gaze was icy, seeming capable of freezing someone to death.

This time, the crutch was pressing on Zhang San’s wrist, leaving it a bloody mess.

Seeing the man with the wicked smile, Zhang San was terrified, realizing that his smile was the most frightening.

He was so scared he wet his pants, a foul smell wafting through. Terrified, he knelt down to beg for mercy, clutching his injured hand.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Princely Heir, I shouldn’t have taken your things. I was blinded by greed."

While trembling from the pain, he slapped himself with his good hand, solely hoping Tang Zan would remove the crutch from his wounded hand.

Tang Zan, seeing Zhang San like this, lost interest.

He wiped the blood from his crutch on Zhang San’s face and then returned to the fireside with the basket.

Placing the basket back in its place, he resumed eating grilled fish.