597. Badger Game or Food Trap? (1)Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Mo Fei sat beside Zheng Xuan, running his star source power, while watching Zheng Xuan barbecue.

“Zheng Xuan, what do you think of this furnace?” He asked Zheng Xuan boringly.

Zheng Xuan narrowed his eyes in which flashed a slight cold light. “It’s not safe.”

Mo Fei tilted his head, wondering, “How could you tell?”

“It looks like its owner, the old man is unreliable, so I think this thing isn’t unreliable either.” Zheng Xuan lightly said.

Mo Fei heaved a little sigh and said, “There are five weak points of this furnace. It’s very unstable.”

Zheng Xuan froze there for a bit, then put on a wry smile, “So, this thing not just has a little problem!”

Mo Fei screwed up his eyebrows and said, “Yeah!”

Zheng Xuan’s face could not help but catch some worried feeling. It’s already terrible enough with an unreliable old man, plus an unreliable smelting furnace, they could hard survive!

Mo Fei looked at Zheng Xuan and sighed, looking a bit tangled, “Zheng Xuan, if we don’t think of a way, we will soon die.”

Zheng Xuan’s face tinged with reluctance, “Do you have any good idea?”

Mo Fei shrugged. “If Elder Cheng suddenly becomes infatuated with some beautiful woman and his interest shifts, we’ll probably be safe.”

Zheng Xuan looked toward Mo Fei, “Are you trying to say, let Qian Ye seduce Elder Cheng?”

Mo Fei, “…” He never meant it!

Zheng Zheng, his lips pressed, mused, “If Qian Ye is half as charming as he said he is, he should be able to pull off such an old man easily.”

Mo Fei, “…”

Zheng Xuan squinted, a little displeased, “Unfortunately, Qian Ye is even less than a quarter of his charm as he himself claimed.”

Mo Fei, “…”

He gulped and said with a dry smile, “Actually, I was just kidding.”

Zheng Xuan rolled his eyes and said, “This old man is so powerful, and he is old enough to have seen all kinds of beautiful women. If he would get infatuated by women, he needn’t wait until now.”

Mo Fei nodded, full of solemnness, “Yeah, you are ight!”

“Do you have any other ideas?” Zheng Xuan asked.

Mo Fei tilted his head. “Here’s an idea we can try.”

Zheng Xuan looked over to Mo Fei with interest and asked, “What’s it?”

Mo Fei frowned. “I read in the magic weapon refining book that there’s a transmission formation. It would be much safer if we inscribe a transmission formation in this room and we could take it to go out before the old man’s furnace explodes.”

Zheng Xuan nodded, saying, “A good idea, but will the old man let us inscribe the transmission formation in this room?”

Mo Fei forced out a laugh and said, “No.”

Zheng Xuan squinted, “Or, maybe we can inscribe without letting him know.”

Mo Fei nodded, his life hanging by a thread, and he wouldn’t worry if he would offend the man or not.

Mo Fei said shyly, “Actually, I can’t do it yet.”

Zheng Xuan picked his eyebrow to look at Mo Fei, “Then learn quickly.” We’ll both die if you can’t learn it!

Mo Fei shrugged. “It’s no use even if I know how to inscribe it. You know, the ingredients for the formation are pricey.”

Zheng Xuan froze there once, he did not think of this, it seems that they should earn star crystals as fast as they could from now on.

Mo Fei looked at the roasted chicken in Zheng Xuan’s hand, looking excited, “It is eatable?”

Zheng Xuan lightly looked at Mo Fei, saying coldly, “This one is not for you. It’s for Yiyi.”

Mo Fei, “…” Really worthy of being a twenty-four filial husband!

“That you quickly bake two more!” Mo Fei urged him.

Zheng Xuan nodded and said, “OK.”

“Bang~” The door was kicked open.

Mo Fei got frightened and looked toward the door. Cheng Mobai, hands around his waist, was covetously looking at the two of them.

Mo Fei swallowed some saliva carefully. He was overconfident of himself after all. A master like Cheng Mobai, if he wanted to hide his tracks, he couldn’t notice it at all.

“Hum, I got ya! Roasting meat in my refining room? Do you know what you are doing?” Cheng Mobai yelled.

Mo Fei looked at Cheng Mobai, full of embarrassment, “Elder Cheng, in fact, we have a reason.”

“Hum! You even have a reason to barbecue in my refining room?” Cheng Mobai said angrily.

Mo Fei said wearing an innocent face, “Elder, we just want to fill our stomach before we die. Actually, you came in before I even took a bite.”