Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor
Chapter 895 - 0895: Persuasion Fails

Chapter 895: Chapter 0895: Persuasion Fails

Sure! Below is the English translation:

Later, Luo Yang accidentally became her master. At first, she was unwilling to accept it, but gradually acknowledged that this young man was a competent master.

However, deep in her heart, she still harbored a bit of reluctance to fully submit to him.

In terms of martial arts, she knew she was no match for him; in terms of intellect, she felt she was at least his equal.

If she refused to follow orders, it would be a significant blow to Luo Yang.

Should she decide to act on her own and join forces with the Eight Immortals Hall, Luo Yang wouldn’t even know whether he should stop her.

"Captain, if you don’t listen, I won’t take you with me," Luo Yang said seriously.

Hong Jiaxin raised her eyelids and glanced at Luo Yang, noticing that he wasn’t joking.

She had seen Luo Yang handle big matters before and knew that he didn’t joke around at critical moments.

"If you’re right, I’ll follow you; if you’re wrong, I won’t!"

This could be considered a compromise.

She was merely being stubborn. Luo Yang chuckled and said, "Captain, then it’s settled. You can stay..."

Before he could finish, Hong Jiaxin’s gaze became colder and angrier.

Clearly, she had seen through Luo Yang’s little trick.

Indeed, his plan was to retreat in order to advance—first agree with her, then coax her into staying home.

Once he obtained the Blood Devil, he planned to bring her back to the Hongyun Brigade, wrapping everything up neatly.

He knew she was only temporarily emotional about going to see the people from the Eight Immortals Hall. After a night, she’d likely calm down.

Luo Yang initially wanted to continue persuading Hong Jiaxin, but seeing her anger rising, he had no choice but to stop.

Unless he knocked her out, there really was no way to prevent her from going.

With a gentle sigh, Luo Yang said, "Alright then, let’s go down and talk to them about how to proceed."

Switching gears, he added, "Captain, did you overhear what we were discussing just now?"

Although Hong Jiaxin didn’t say anything, the mischievous smile on her lips indicated that she had overheard.

Under ordinary circumstances, Hong Jiaxin wouldn’t casually reveal Luo Yang’s secrets.

But when she was annoyed, there was no guarantee she wouldn’t tell Tang Guihua and the others.

Thus, Luo Yang needed to warn her beforehand.

"Captain, they were just joking around," Luo Yang said with a silly grin.

Hong Jiaxin gave a faint smile, her mocking and disdainful gaze seemed to say: You’re doomed. I’m going to tell Sister Guihua and Sister An. Let’s see how you’ll get out of this.

"Captain, it’s not real. When we get home, don’t spill the beans, alright?" Luo Yang pleaded.

"If you’d like me to keep quiet, you’ll need to listen to me," Hong Jiaxin replied with a smile.

Not long ago, he wanted her to follow him, and now she wanted him to listen to her.

"Captain, I’ll teach you high-level martial arts."

This promise always managed to pique Hong Jiaxin’s interest.

But hearing it over and over had made her immune to it.

"You always promise to teach me high-level martial arts! Then there’s no follow-up! Do you think I’m that gullible?" Hong Jiaxin snorted softly.

It wasn’t that Luo Yang didn’t want to teach her; he had his reasons.

One reason was time—he often couldn’t find the right moment to train her.

The other was Hong Jiaxin’s own aptitude.

Take the Shadow Fist, for instance—Luo Yang wanted to pass it on to her, but her comprehension ability wasn’t enough.

As a result, even if she wanted to learn, she couldn’t grasp it.

She’d only succeed when she truly understood the essence of the Shadow Fist herself, allowing the technique to come naturally.

"Captain, they also want the Blood Devil. Working with them will make things safer for us."

As he spoke, Hong Jiaxin rolled her eyes.

Luo Yang chuckled and said, "It’s all for the mission. Captain, as long as you know what’s real and what’s not, it’s fine."

Hong Jiaxin sneered and said, "If you ever dare bully me, I’ll spill all your secrets!"

That condition was something Luo Yang could still accept.

"Captain, pulling all-nighters is said to be bad for one’s health. It’s so late, how about you..."

He tried once again to persuade her to rest, but her gaze turned resentful once more.

Luo Yang had no choice but to change the topic: "Hungry?"

Hong Jiaxin pouted slightly and said, "So what if I am?"

Clearly, she was growing impatient.