"I'm still a celebrity! You ruined my hair. If I can't get any more shampoo commercials, will you compensate me? Can you afford to compensate me?!"

"Smack—"

"Smack—"

"Smack—"

......

As Huo Shaoying shakily got up from the ground, clutching her neck, she witnessed a truly horrifying scene—

The pretty girl who had been smiling and telling him "I'm just an ordinary person with no strength" just a few dozen minutes ago was now grabbing Linghu Sheng and slapping him repeatedly. The black demonic energy surrounding Linghu Sheng, which was protecting him, was now trembling behind him like chicks being targeted by an eagle, not daring to approach her at all.

Huo Shaoying stood there, stunned, thinking in a daze: ...Am I fucking dreaming?

The guards were just as shocked as she was.

They had witnessed Nan Xian beating Linghu Sheng with their own eyes, and now they were all frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place, watching her without daring to breathe.

Linghu Sheng, who could easily overturn them all with a single gesture, was being slapped like a dead chicken by her. His left cheek was swollen so badly that he could barely see his eye.

Huh? Why did it stop?

Oh, she got tired of fanning herself... She switched to using her other hand to fan herself.

Another loud snapping sound followed.

Well, now it's symmetrical.

The guard who had been holding the vase was terrified by what he saw; his face turned ashen and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

My God! Who gave me the audacity to point a sword at such a wicked woman! And, and even take off my clothes in front of her!

Oh no, if she investigates this later, I'll definitely get slapped until my head is a pig's head!

He raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes filled with fear.

Is it too late for me to commit suicide to atone for my sins...?

As Nan Xian was fanning herself, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She slowly stopped and turned her head to look around.

The guards shuddered and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at her. Huo Shaoying was also startled, but she was calmer than them and carefully took a small step forward.

"You...you're done?" Her voice was very hoarse because her neck had been choked hard.

Nan Xian blinked, "Ah—?"

As if realizing something, she turned her head and saw that she was holding something in her hand...

Pig's head?

Wait, that looks like a person!

Nan Xian blinked again, then remembered—oh, this pig's head... I hit it.

Linghu Sheng's body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood seeped from his lips, which were squeezed into a slit.

Nan Xian was afraid that his blood would flow onto her hands, so she subconsciously let go of his hand, and Linghu Sheng fell to the side, landing face down.

That already swollen face looked even more miserable.

Upon seeing this, the guards all leaned back, grimacing and gasping for breath.

“He cut off my hair. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, how did this happen…” Nan Xian stood frozen in place, somewhat at a loss. “I don’t know what was wrong with me just now.”

Living in a society governed by the rule of law, Nan Xian, who has almost never fought with anyone except when acting, beat someone up like a pig's head for the first time—inevitably, she felt guilty.

Guards: ......

Huo Shaoying took a deep breath and stepped forward, intending to pat Nan Xian on the shoulder to comfort her, but then she remembered something and quickly put her hand down.

Nan Xian swept her hair in front of her, showing her the part that had been cut off. "Look, it's like this! Half of it is gone, and the longer parts can't be kept either!"

Huo Shaoying readily agreed: "Oh, that's true!"

"Then I'll slap him a few times, is that okay?"

"Of course, no problem!" Huo Shaoying gave the guards a warning look. "You agree, right?"

The guards jumped again, nodding hurriedly, "Yes, yes, no problem!"

Nan Xian breathed a sigh of relief. She pointed to Linghu Sheng, who was lying motionless on the ground, and asked Huo Shaoying in a low voice, "He's not dead, is he? What if he is... according to the rules here, will I have to go to jail?"

Huo Shaoying glanced at Linghu Sheng, who was on the verge of death, and said, "...Don't worry, he's tough. He'll be back to life soon."

Nan Xian was completely relieved. She smiled broadly and patted her chest, "That's good, that's good! I was so scared, I thought I was going to go to jail..."

Huo Shaoying thought to herself: No way. With your ability to kill someone with just a few slaps, there's no one in the entire Three Realms who would dare to lock you up.