C91 (1/2)

Zhan Tianming was stunned, and even more so, completely stunned.

Soon after, hundreds of thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, but he could only come to a conclusion.

That was: there was something wrong with this treasure!

There was definitely a problem!

Because...

Zhang Bao actually had the strength of a One Star Martial Spirit!

Think about it, how could a fool raise his cultivation to a One Star Martial Spirit?

Moreover, there was actually a way to hide from the eyes of countless people, so that no one would be able to discover his cultivation.

Was this something a fool could do?

and so on...

Zhan Tianming thought for a moment, he thought of another possibility, then turned to Feng Wushuang who was smiling at Zhang Bao, and asked: ”Did he be like this since he was young, or did he become like this later on?”

”Ugh …” ”Not since I was a kid, I think I only started around twelve years old.” Feng Wushuang recalled.

”Twelve years old?”

Receiving such an answer, Zhan Tianming was even more certain in his heart.

A twelve year old child, no matter how much of a genius he was, would never be able to raise his cultivation to a One Star Martial Spirit, right?

In other words, Zhang Bao's cultivation had only just started cultivating.

A fool knows how to cultivate?

That sow must have been able to climb trees.

Zhan Tianming simply did not believe that Zhang Bao's cultivation was obtained before he turned twelve, and the only answer was, Zhang Bao was pretending to be stupid, for some unspeakable reason.

”To be able to make a Zhiwang with such outstanding talent pretend to be stupid, this is definitely not a simple goal.”

Zhan Tianming thought for a moment, then walked over with a smile.

Feng Wushuang was curious about what Zhan Tianming was trying to do, so he followed him.

Arriving in front of Zhang Bao who was playing with the mud, Zhan Tianming squatted down. Immediately, he saw Zhang Bao suddenly using his muddy hand to wipe Zhan Tianming's face, and directly smearing the mud on Zhan Tianming's face.

”Hehe …” ”Hee hee …” Zhang Bao giggled.

”Haha …”

Feng Wushuang, who was at the side, also laughed till he fell back, and even pointed at Zhan Tianming who was squatting on the ground in a daze.

”Haha …” ”It's really funny, my stomach is laughing …”

Suddenly, Feng Wushuang's laughter disappeared.

It turned out that Zhang Bao who had been giggling foolishly earlier, had suddenly stood up. That hand that had just wiped away Zhan Tianming's hand, quickly smeared it on Feng Wushuang's face while Feng Wushuang was still laughing happily.

With a face full of mud that was smeared all over his mouth, it would be weird if Feng Wushuang could still laugh.

”Hehe …” ”Hee hee …”

Zhang Bao continued to giggle foolishly.

In a blink of an eye, Feng Wushuang's face had already darkened, but in the blink of an eye, her smile returned to his face once again.

Then, like a gentle sister, she approached Zhang Bao.

”Good girl Zhang Bao, sister will play with you, okay?”

”Sure, sure. Big sister will play with me. I'm so happy. I like big sister the most …”

Suddenly, Feng Wushuang grabbed onto Zhang Bao's hands and fiercely pressed them on Zhang Bao's face.

Suddenly, Zhang Bao's excited voice also disappeared.

”Haha …”

Feng Wushuang laughed out loud, but, Zhang Bao beside him started to cry.

”Woo woo …”

As he cried, he used his muddy hands to wipe his tears away.

Zhan Tianming who had a muddy palm on his face stood up, he looked at Zhang Bao who was crying sorrowfully, and almost thought that his suspicions were wrong. With Zhang Bao's acting skills, it made no sense for him to not be able to take down the Oscars.