Chapter 163 He didn't think it looked bad at all...

Ning Wanwan: "...Hello."

Ning Wanwan: "...Let's chat, but don't make personal attacks."

Although she said this, Ning Wanwan's expression remained unchanged. She knew very well what her shortcomings were and didn't need anyone to point them out.

Not seeing Ning Wanwan's embarrassed and indignant expression made Jeremy scoff again with great regret.

Because the windowsill was a bit high, he stood there for a while before adjusting his posture.

Jeremy was still a minor, and at that moment, he stood on tiptoe, propped his hands on the windowsill, and tried to lean up even higher, which looked a bit comical.

Ning Wanwan stared for a long time, then slowly turned her gaze away a little.

Jeremy: "...Did you just laugh? I saw you laugh."

Ning Wanwan quickly denied it: "You've misread it."

Jeremy: "I'm sure I'm not mistaken! You cunning adult."

Just moments ago she was personally attacking her for being stupid, and now she's calling her a cunning adult. Ning Wanwan was speechless, feeling that she really couldn't understand children.

Ning Wanwan had actually considered whether she could catch Jeremy if she went out at this moment, but firstly, given the other party's stamina, which allowed him to easily scale the wall, she wasn't sure she could outrun him, and there was even a high probability she wouldn't be able to subdue him...

Secondly, if the other party is not alone, but has others waiting in the shadows, then it would be safer to stay in the house.

Whether Jeremy realized his intention to stall for time or not, he would just keep putting it off for now.

However, Jeremy's willingness to waste time with her for this so-called "chat" undoubtedly indicates that he has an ulterior motive.

Ning Wanwan was not lacking in patience; she quietly waited for the other party's "purpose" to surface.

As expected, after rambling on about various things, seeing that Ning Wanwan remained composed while Jeremy couldn't hold back any longer, he finally revealed the main point he wanted to make.

Jeremy: "Sister Ning Wanwan, as far as I know, the reason Ansel is so powerful is because he obtained a secret 'weapon' at the location of the treasure, right?"

Ning Wanwan frowned as she looked at it. It wasn't surprising that Jeremy knew about this; after all, he was the village chief's son, so it was normal for him to know more than others.

But what is he trying to do by suddenly bringing up this "weapon" at this moment?

Jeremy's face betrayed his curiosity: "Have you seen that 'weapon' in person?"

Ning Wanwan shook her head: "No." She paused, "Why are you asking that?"

Jeremy shrugged. "I'm curious. Surely no one wouldn't be interested in that 'weapon' that can turn a complete loser into a powerful force?"

Ning Wanwan didn't say anything.

Jeremy laughed again: "You know, before this, Ansel was a weak outsider who was not accepted by our village chief at all. Now his status has been completely reversed. You can imagine how powerful that 'weapon' is."

Jeremy: "Aren't you even a little curious about that 'weapon'?"

His face held a look of anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to see a wonderful drama unfold, filled with schadenfreude.

Ning Wanwan realized something: "You want to..."

Jeremy's smile widened as he continued to tempt him, "Hey, I can't get in anyway, I just want to see what that 'weapon' that can turn the weak into the strong looks like."

"Why don't you bring it over so I... no, let's take a look together?"

"I've disliked that Ansel guy for a long time. He's clearly just a talentless fellow, yet he's somehow managed to be invited into the village and treated like royalty." Jeremy's face showed a mixture of indignation and contempt.

It's similar to how someone who considers themselves talented might reject someone who takes shortcuts.

Jeremy turned his gaze back to Ning Wanwan's face and continued.

"Anyway, Ansel didn't let you see it with your own eyes for so long, which shows that he didn't really consider you one of his own."

"Besides, I heard that you were the one who discovered the treasure where that 'weapon' was located first, right? But Anseil beat you to it."

"You don't have talent now, and the tests later might not even reveal it. That would be terrible. Is Ansel really going to keep protecting you like this forever?"

"It's more practical to keep the power in our own hands."

Jeremy's face drew closer to the window, his expression slightly distorted yet filled with expectant laughter, much like the serpent in the Garden of Eden that tempted humans to eat the apple.

But the words he spoke were genuine and straightforward, possessing a direct appeal that struck a chord deep within people's hearts.

It wasn't because of his skillful or clever speaking techniques, but simply because his words revealed the most genuine and intense fears and anxieties in people's hearts.

Ning Wanwan is inherently insecure and finds it difficult to completely entrust herself to others.

So, Ning Wanwan herself wouldn't say it, but she believed that Ansel would always stay with her and protect her, especially after Ansel had his "weapon" and was no longer on the same level as her.

However, the daily interactions that followed temporarily calmed Ning Wanwan's unease.

But that feeling can only be ignored and endured for a short time; it cannot disappear.

"Don't you want to hold a weapon in your hand and taste what it's like to wield power?"

Jeremy delivered the final blow, step by step.

As if sensing some wavering in Ning Wanwan's heart from her silence, Jeremy's smile carried a confident air of certainty.

Ning Wanwan remained silent for a long while.

"Hurry up and find that 'weapon' so I can see it. I'm sure Ansel didn't take his 'weapon' with him when he went out this time!" Jeremy urged.

Ning Wanwan glanced at him a few times and shook her head.

Jeremy's smile froze, and he frowned. "Why not?"

Ning Wanwan replied, "The weapon has already recognized Ansel as its master, so there's no point in finding it and holding it in your hand."

"Bullshit! The 'weapon' didn't recognize its owner at all!" Jeremy cursed, then seemed to understand something and smiled again.

"Oh, I see. You're afraid that if you find a weapon that has already bound itself to you, you won't be able to use it, and you'll offend Ansel, right? Don't worry, Ansel is just lying to you!"

Ning Wanwan shook her head again.

Jeremy's brows furrowed again as he sized up Ning Wanwan, his eyes filled with displeasure, as if he were looking at some strange creature.

"They're not even willing to take that first step."

"Hey, have you really gotten used to being a loser and become complacent after being weak for so long?"

Ning Wanwan neither admitted nor refuted this, because the other party didn't seem to need her answer on this matter.

"No matter what, whether I'm weak or stupid, I won't do such a thing."

Ning Wanwan's voice wasn't loud, and her expression was calm, though a little conflicted; she didn't seem particularly determined.

However, when Jeremy rallied and continued to tempt and persuade her with words, he couldn't convince her no matter what he did. She seemed very tempted and wavering, but no matter what, she didn't really agree to do it.

After a long while, Jeremy finally realized what was happening and shouted angrily, "You're playing me! You did it on purpose!"

Ning Wanwan: "Uh... not entirely, right?"

It's true that my hidden desires were touched, and it's also true that I wavered.

But it's also true that I don't want to do that.

Ning Wanwan still had the energy to gently persuade him, "Don't be too angry. If you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened."

Regardless of how things are handled afterward, getting the other party to leave is the most important thing.

To everyone's surprise, Jeremy was incredibly persistent, as if Ning Wanwan's reaction had stirred up some kind of competitive spirit: "You think you can just coax me away like some childish kid? I'm not leaving!"

His eyes darted around, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, I know how to deal with you. You can't be gentle with a useless adult like you. You have to be tough."

"Ning Wanwan, open the door or find the 'weapon,' you choose one, otherwise..."

He let out a vicious, threatening laugh, "Otherwise, I might as well go all the way and burn this place down to the ground, so I can save myself the trouble."

Ning Wanwan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Ning Wanwan: "...Why do we have to do this?"

Jeremy: "No reason."

He scrutinized Ning Wanwan, then suddenly chuckled, "If I had to give a reason, it would be that I can't stand Ansel, I can't stand you, and I can't stand you guys who have no talent and are just hanging around in our village."

"Of course, you're barely more pleasing to the eye than Ansel."

Ning Wanwan: "..."

What a bizarre, trouble-seeking mentality!

Jeremy didn't think there was anything wrong with his idea. He thought for a moment, then knocked on the window again. "Hey, are you sure you don't want me to watch the show? It'll only do you good, not bad."

“If you don’t do it, I’m really going to burn the house down. I’m not just making this up.”

"On one hand, you're facing mortal danger, and on the other hand, you possess immense power. I really can't understand why you're so stubborn."

Jeremy muttered to himself, and actually pulled out a box of matches that he didn't know he had brought with him at some point.

"I also brought some oil, do you want to try it?" he said to Ning Wanwan with a grin from the other side of the window.

Ning Wanwan hadn't expected that Jeremy, who seemed so unreliable, would be so well-prepared.

He probably planned this from the beginning; if he couldn't break in, he'd use fire!

Seeing Ning Wanwan's shocked and wide-eyed expression, Jeremy became even more smug, his desire to perform growing so strong that he gesticulated wildly.

He continued in a threatening tone: "Well, have you decided what you want to choose, Ning Wanwan—sister?"

Faced with Jeremy's malicious and mocking attitude, Ning Wanwan remained silent for a while, pondering something that seemed amiss.

It feels really strange...

"What are you thinking?" Jeremy moved even closer to the window, his face almost touching it, as if he wanted to crawl inside so he could see Ning Wanwan's expression clearly.

Doesn't he think it looks bad?

It's as if they don't care at all, or are unaware of such a thing.

Ning Wanwan stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "I feel like..."

"You don't seem like Jeremy."