My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 707 - 74: Going Home

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"Tsk tsk."

Shao Zifeng walked a circle around ’Miser’ Jack.

It still looked like the original sickly ghost, emitting wisps of black smoke all over, only now its pale face and hands were covered in blood-colored runes.

Smack!

Shao Zifeng slapped it on the head.

’Miser’ Jack seemed not to notice, kneeling on the ground like a statue.

Shao Zifeng moved to the front, looking down from above, "Lift your head?"

A flash of humiliation and annoyance passed through the eyes of ’Miser’ Jack, hidden by the shadow of his hat brim, but it quickly disappeared.

It stiffly raised its head, revealing its eternally pale face beneath the hat brim to Shao Zifeng.

A rather ordinary Western face, hollow cheeks taut against the bone structure, coupled with the eerie green flames in its eyes, and those twisted blood-colored runes, it was enough to make one feel physically uncomfortable after a while.

Shao Zifeng gestured for it to lower its head, "No longer want to kill me?"

’Miser’ Jack lowered its head, squeezing out a sentence through its teeth, "Master... your subordinate dares not."

Shao Zifeng sneered.

I don’t believe you, that intense hatred is almost spilling over.

If it weren’t for the restraint of the runes, Shao Zifeng had no doubt that it would jump up and fight him to the death.

He placed his hand on the top of ’Miser’ Jack’s head, an invisible surge burst forth, spiritual power crazily flowing into the Sealing Magic Ring.

"Seal!"

’Miser’ Jack’s body trembled violently, the runes covering it became animated.

"Ah!!!"

It suddenly raised its head, the face contorted in a painful howl, then its entire body exploded and was pulled back into the Sealing Magic Ring by the blood-colored runes.

Shao Zifeng looked at the two rings on his finger and let out a long sigh of relief.

Worth it.

...

After returning to the surface from the underground training ground, before Shao Zifeng could steady himself, his phone in his pocket began to vibrate madly.

He hastily took out his phone, and upon seeing the caller ID, his face turned green.

[You have 54 missed calls, caller: Qiqi.]

[You have 6 missed calls, caller: Mom.]

[You have 2 missed calls, caller: Chen Yixin.]

[You have...]

Shao Zifeng’s eyes glazed over, "I’m dead, I’m dead, if Mom finds out I came back but didn’t go home, she’ll probably..."

At the thought, he shivered involuntarily, no longer caring about the Sealing Magic Ring, and started running towards the stairs.

Shao Zifeng was running while dialing Little Chen’s number.

Little Chen sounded surprised on the other end, "Your Grace, the Duke, may I ask..."

Shao Zifeng casually took off his coat and grabbed his toiletries, heading for the bathroom, "Please help me prepare some gifts, the faster the better."

Little Chen replied solemnly, "Your Grace, I will send someone to handle it immediately, do you need anything else?"

Shao Zifeng looked down at his clothes, realizing that after years of traveling abroad, he hardly had any decent clothes; the outfit Chen Yixin bought for him the day before was dirtied during the recent battle.

Considering this, he said thoughtfully, "Also prepare a suit for me, the more formal the better."

"Certainly, please wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Shao Zifeng looked at his reflection in the mirror and suddenly felt a bit of a stranger.

In the past few years, he paid little attention to his appearance; his facial contours had become more mature compared to years past, his dark, slightly arched eyebrows and bright, deep eyes had completely lost their past naivety.

Mm.

You’ve got even more of a manly vibe now.

Shao Zifeng touched the stubble on his chin and, without further delay, picked up the facial cleanser to start washing up.

Half an hour later, Shao Zifeng, dressed in a blue-striped suit, appeared at the entrance of Shanshui Xiaoyuan, Unit 031. Whether it was due to the nervousness in his heart or the unfamiliarity with suits, he tugged at his collar with his hand.

"Ying~"

Sensing Shao Zifeng’s nervous emotions, Qiuqiu lay on his shoulder and quietly comforted him in a soft whine.

Qiuqiu sized him up with small eyes, very satisfied with Shao Zifeng’s whole appearance, especially the hair—the masterpiece of none other than the great Qiuqiu.

"Woof~"

The spirit of resentment with a bow tie also ran out, circling Shao Zifeng with a few "woofs," hair tied up in little fists as if to cheer him on.

Seeing its pale face, Shao Zifeng stretched out his hand to press it back into the shadow, which irked the little one enough to bite him.

But with the distraction, Shao Zifeng’s mood actually relaxed considerably.

As he was about to knock on the door, it suddenly opened and a familiar figure appeared before him.

Neither mother nor son spoke, just silently looking at each other.

Shao Zifeng’s eyes felt a bit warm, and compared to a few years ago, his mother had more white hairs, and she seemed to have shrunk a bit in height. The once forceful woman had lost her edge, appearing like any ordinary lady.

Maybe she was always ordinary, but in Shao Zifeng’s heart, she had been so tall and strong.

"Mom."

"Ah."

Shao Yuying snapped back to reality, wanting to touch her son’s face, but the tough mother in her couldn’t bring herself to make such an intimate gesture,

so she alternated between holding her apron tight and then releasing it, looking a bit clumsy and at a loss.

"You child, coming back without telling your mother. There isn’t any of your favorite dishes ready..."

She started to complain out of habit, but before she could finish, Shao Zifeng’s arms were around her: "I like everything Mom cooks."

Shao Yuying patted his back: "It’s good that you’re back, it’s good that you’re back."

Qiuqiu, perched on Shao Zifeng’s shoulder, carefully looked at Shao Yuying, its small head spinning quickly, wondering how to win her favor.

In the courtyard, Hu Shiwu and Xiang Nan watched the scene, neither one making a sound to interrupt.

Qiqi and Yueyue wanted to step forward, but they restrained the excitement in their hearts.

After a hug, Shao Zifeng’s mother pushed him away, her sleeve quietly wiping the corner of her eye: "Come inside, your classmate is waiting."

"Who is it..." Shao Zifeng looked up: "Xiang Nan, Hu Shiwu, what brings you here?"

Xiang Nan with a stern face: "Captain."

Qiuqiu, perched on Shao Zifeng’s shoulder, carefully looked at Shao Yuying, its small head spinning quickly, wondering how to win her favor.

In the courtyard, Hu Shiwu and Xiang Nan watched the scene, neither one making a sound to interrupt.

Qiqi and Yueyue wanted to step forward, but they restrained the excitement in their hearts.

After a hug, Shao Zifeng’s mother pushed him away, her sleeve quietly wiping the corner of her eye: "Come inside, your classmate is waiting."

"Who is it..." Shao Zifeng looked up: "Xiang Nan, Hu Shiwu, what brings you here?"

Xiang Nan with a stern face: "Captain."

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