As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 497: Eriri Can’t Hold It Anymore

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Previously on As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group...
Li Mochou swiftly and brutally killed Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and silenced his disciples who cried out in grief. When challenged by Daoist Tianmen, Li Mochou exposed the hypocrisy of the so-called righteous sects by reminding them of their inaction during the Qingcheng Sect's massacre of the Fuwei Escort Agency. The other martial artists left in fear, while Li Mochou closed her chat group live broadcast, discussing the nature of righteousness and oppression with the group.

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Oh, why? My dear little Eri, why do you say that about me? Am I not your little darling anymore? Have you forgotten our many years of revolutionary friendship?

Doujin Artist: What the hell are you talking about?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Little, little darling, are you sure about that...

Saten Ruiko truly couldn’t connect Deadpool with the term "little darling." Forcing that connection would be like a huge disaster.

There’s absolutely no such thing as a little darling who takes their own skull off and uses it as a soccer ball, absolutely not!

Lin Fengjiao: Please don’t be like that, Mr. Deadpool.

Seeing Deadpool shamelessly call himself a little darling, Lin Jiu sprayed out the tea he was drinking. Wen Cai, who was in front of him, got sprayed all over his face and looked dejected.

"Sorry, I couldn’t help myself." Lin Jiu felt a little guilty and quickly explained and apologized to his disciple.

Could it be that you couldn’t help yourself because of what you saw on my face?

Unexpectedly, his explanation only made Wen Cai’s expression more dejected, making him look like a complete loser. But what could he do? After all, the person in front of him was his master.

And a master who had raised him from childhood. He had no other choice but to forgive him silently. "It’s okay, Master. I’ll make you another cup of tea."

"No need. I’m going out later," Lin Jiu waved his hand.

"Are you, are you going out with Sister Man Xiang again?" Wen Cai was slightly taken aback, disbelief in his voice. "There are seven days in a week, and you two go on dates for six of them!"

"What, do you have a problem with that?" Lin Jiu glanced at him and asked calmly.

"No, no." At this moment, Wen Cai realized he had overstepped and quickly said, "How dare I? I wish you and your future master’s wife a successful date."

On the surface, he was wishing them well, but inwardly, he was filled with envy and jealousy.

Why?

Why does even a man like his master get girls throwing themselves at him? While a top-tier man like himself is completely ignored? It’s unfair, this world is truly full of injustice!

Wen Cai’s heart twitched slightly, feeling a pain from the depths of his soul.

"Get lost," Lin Jiu, of course, didn’t know what his unfilial disciple was thinking. He just casually yelled and stood up to walk out the door.

He wasn’t going on a date as Wen Cai thought, but to do something serious.

During this time, he had been contacting revolutionaries active in the southern region, doing his best to provide them with help and resources. This was something truly beneficial to the country and its people, but it was also very dangerous.

If the local warlords found out, the entire ancestral hall could be implicated.

Lin Jiu himself wasn’t afraid of those warlords. He had bought Deadpool’s X-Factor, so he wasn’t worried about dying. However, the disciples in the ancestral hall were all ordinary people. He didn’t want to put them in danger.

Therefore, he had been doing this secretly. No one knew except Feng Manxiang.

Actually, he hadn’t intended to tell Feng Manxiang at all, but this little rabbit spirit was too clingy. Even if he didn’t take her with him, she would secretly follow. It seemed she was afraid he’d leave her behind.

Lin Jiu felt at this moment that this was probably what people called "blessed troubles." After all, their relationship was already established, and he couldn’t hide everything from her.

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Damn it, why am I not a little darling, Uncle? Do you want to hear my squeaky voice? Believe me, I can be cute enough to kill you!

This is an Actor: I believe you, please put away your magic.

Machete Girl: Hahahaha, that’s hilarious! Even Anzen-san can’t stand it. I can imagine how deadly your so-called squeaky voice is, Mr. Deadpool.

Curly-haired Guy: I’ll definitely die, but it’s highly likely I’ll be disgusted to death!

Shark-Faced Guy: In this group, only Deadpool Tenten livens things up.

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: What do you mean "livens things up"? Uncle is just telling the truth. Eriri, you tell me, was our revolutionary friendship really all fake? I even helped you promote those doujinshi you drew in this world! Although the one with the Hulk and Thor wasn’t very good quality and got a lot of bad reviews.

Doujin Artist: I...

Ying Liri gritted her teeth in anger, crushing the wooden wine cup in her hand into pieces.

Crash.

The fragrant malt wine spilled all over the floor, splashing Claire and Ashley next to her.

"Mr. Shinigami, what’s wrong?" Claire asked cautiously, looking at Ying Liri, who was trembling slightly. "You don’t like this wine?"

"You’re wrong, my dear sister," Ashley chimed in, raising an eyebrow. "I think Mr. Shinigami doesn’t like the wine, but the person. Especially those people whose minds are filled with cotton, and whose chests are also filled with cotton." As she spoke, she cast a pointed look at Claire’s chest.

Claire was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood her meaning. "At, at least it’s better than your flat, unremarkable washboard!"

Here we go again.

Watching the two sisters get into a rivalry again, Ying Liri felt a real headache coming on. She shouldn’t have taken this crappy route in the first place. What a mistake to get captured!

And just then, Deadpool was still offering fake sympathy: Oh, my heavens! Are you angry, my dear friend? Are you angry because of me? If that’s the case, Uncle will apologize to you. If you think a verbal apology isn’t sincere enough, I can even cut out my kidney and give it to you.

Doujin Artist: Get lost!!!!

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Hahahaha, I feel like Eriri’s mental state has completely collapsed. The exclamation mark after that "get lost" clearly shows that.

Amegakure Village’s Angel: When facing a scumbag like Deadpool, it’s best to keep a calm mindset. If you fall into his linguistic trap, you’ll be the one to suffer.

Machete Girl: Exactly! This scumbag will drag your intelligence down to his level, and then use his vast experience to defeat you!

Lazy Kitten: You could answer his simple question from another angle, for example... What use is your riddled kidney to me? You can’t even pee straight!

This is an Actor: Perhaps, it can be used to roast kidney slices?

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