Chapter 797: Am I Beautiful?

Chapter 797: Am I Beautiful?

Gu Mingfei thought that one of his companions had accidentally touched his leg or something. Or maybe he was just imagining things, and nothing had touched him after all.

So when he looked down and saw a human’s head, his mind went blank in an instant.

The head was completely covered in blood. Its eyes were dug out, and its face was frozen with fear and hatred. Coincidentally or not, he was staring straight into its empty, bleeding eye sockets.

It took a whole second before Gu Mingfei finally reacted.

“Ahhhh!!!”

It was a scream of pure terror and shock. He jumped so hard that he even knocked over some of the cups on the table.

“What’s wrong, Mingfei?!” Leng Tianjue and the others hurriedly got up.

“There... There is a head on my leg!” Gu Mingfei stuttered as he pointed. “Wait... what? What the...”

When he looked down again, he realized that it wasn’t a head at all. It was just a ball. An ordinary-looking ball.

“What are you talking about? It’s just a ball. Are you drunk?” Tan Tao laughed at him. “Looks like you’re quite the lightweight, Mingfei!”

“Drink less, Mingfei,” Leng Tianjue also ordered in a cool, annoyed voice before sitting back down and attacking the food once more.

“That can’t be... was it really a hallucination?” Gu Mingfei gingerly walked back to the table and picked up the ball, staring.

“It’s fine, Mingfei. If you can’t drink, I’ll drink it for ya!” Tan Tao chuckled at Gu Mingfei and reached out to grab his wine.

As he was extending his arm, he unconsciously glanced at the table opposite them. It was there he saw something incredibly frightening.

A man and a woman were sitting on that table. They seemed to be a husband and wife enjoying a pot of soup.

Suddenly, the man’s eyeball fell into the pot of soup, but the man didn’t seem to realize it. He casually scooped his eyeball out of the pot and ate it.

The table wasn’t really far away from theirs, so Tan Tao could see the juices jutting out of the eyeball and even hear it going pop as the man chewed.

A mixture of fear and disgust welled up inside his heart. He was so stunned that he forgot to breathe for a moment.

Suddenly, Tan Tao heard the man say, “Dear, my eye is missing. Can you please find it for me?”

Realizing a golden opportunity, Gu Mingfei did not hesitate to jeer at Tan Tao, “And you call me a lightweight? You’re pretty lightweight yourself!”

“Am I really drunk?” Tan Tao shook his head and sat back down on his seat. “That can’t be right. I only drank three cups. Is it really that strong?”

Gu Mingfei curled his lips at the sight of this.

“Can you give me back my ball, uncle?”

It was at this moment a timid voice drew Gu Mingfei’s attention. At the same time, he felt someone pulling his sleeve.

When he looked around, he saw the little girl whose table he tried to rob earlier. She had somehow appeared behind him without him noticing.

The ball she was talking about could only be the ball he picked up just now.

A teasing grin appeared on Gu Mingfei’s face. “I picked this up from the ground. How can you prove that this is your ball?”

It wasn’t that Gu Mingfei was petty—he was petty, but he wasn’t so petty that he would bully a little girl just because her grandpa refused to give up their seats earlier. He just felt like teasing the girl a bit because he was scared by the ball, and he was laughed at by Leng Tianjue and his companions.

“It’s Niuniu’s ball. Grandpa’s the one who gave it to Niuniu,” the girl said in a cute voice.

“Hahaha... like I said, how can you prove that this is your ball? Words don’t count as proof, you know?” Gu Mingfei teased while juggling with the ball a bit.

“Proof?” The girl cocked her head to one side, bit her finger and thought long and hard. Then, she clapped her hands happily and said, “I got it!”

“Oh? Tell me then. What is your proof? If you can give me proof, then I’ll return the ball to you!” Gu Mingfei smiled.

“My proof is that this ball is grandpa’s head!”

The girl flapped her hands up and down happily. “One time, I saw a boy playing with a ball, and I wanted one for myself. So, grandpa gave me his head to play with. The ball is grandpa’s head, so it cannot be your ball!”

“Now please give me back my ball, or grandpa is going to get angry. You won’t like it when grandpa is angry.”

“What on earth are you... is this how your grandpa teaches his grandchildren? Or do you just have an overactive imagination?”

Gu Mingfei snorted and subconsciously glanced at the ball he was holding. Then, his eyes widened. As it turned out, he wasn’t holding a ball. He was holding a bleeding head.

“See? Niuniu didn’t lie to you. My ball is grandpa’s head.”

An eerie voice whispered into his ear.