"Are you talking about that burning... Zi Yan’er?"
Chen Mo shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do with her."
Hearing this, Yan Linghu let out a sigh of relief, a smile breaking out on his face, "That’s good, then I’m relieved..."
As long as Chen Mo isn’t his strong rival, his chances of winning Zi Yan’er’s heart will greatly increase!
Chen Mo couldn’t help but frown.
After all, Yan Linghu was the son of an Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, with noble background and high status. What kind of woman hadn’t he seen?
Yet, he was willing to lower his head and play weak just to probe Chen Mo’s stance...
Does Zi Yan’er have such great charm?
Chen Mo asked quizzically, "As long as you have the resources, won’t the chicken come to you automatically, given your status as Young Master Yan? Isn’t a mere prostitute easy for you to get?"
Yan Linghu said with a look of obsession, "Miss Zi is different from other prostitutes. She is the most wonderful woman I’ve ever seen. In this chaotic and mundane world, she’s like a bright moon in the night sky, so pure and flawless..."
That’s like an old lady crawling into bed, making me laugh so hard.
Chen Mo sensed something wasn’t quite right, but couldn’t pin it down. He memorized the matter for now and shook his head, saying:
"The path you think is a quiet lane has long been bustling with traffic. Even if you win the beauty in the end, it’s not that you got her, just that it’s your turn."
With that, he turned away and left gracefully.
Leaving Yan Linghu standing there, looking constipated and stunned.
After leaving the Heavenly Martial Arena, Chen Mo headed towards the Government office.
When he passed Anbang Street, he was suddenly drawn by a noise. He saw a large crowd gathered not far from the street edge, bursting into cheers from time to time.
He faintly heard a familiar voice...
Chen Mo squeezed through the crowd, his True Yuan surging around him, forging a path.
Reaching the center of the crowd, he saw several figures standing in an open space, one of whom was a monk in a monk’s robe.
He stood as tall as a tower, clad in a gray cloth robe that had faded after many washes, tightly wrapping his strong muscles. His palms were joined, and a string of Buddha beads hung at his wrist, each bead polished smooth.
Opposing him were Lin Jingzhu and two Assistant Officers from the Six Gates.
"Amitabha, this poor monk was merely sparring here, why must you officers persistently interfere?" The monk’s voice was deep like thunder, somewhat deafening.
"You can spar on the martial stage, nobody cares how hard you fight there."
Lin Jingzhu coldly said, "But street fighting and injuring people violate the Da Yuan Law, you’ll need to come with me to the government office!"
With the Heavenly Human Martial Exam approaching, the number of Jianghu people and sect disciples in the city had surged. The destructive power of cultivators could not be underestimated, strict control was necessary to prevent big disturbances!
"What if this poor monk refuses to go?" The monk calmly replied.
Lin Jingzhu unsheathed the Black Stick at his waist, cold light flashing in his eyes, "Then I’ll beat you until you do!"
Hearing this, the monk smiled, drew a circle around himself with his toe, and the cloth shoe scratched a groove into the hard bluestone ground, "Quite a bold statement. If you can make this poor monk step out of this circle, going with you to the government office is no problem."
"Fine, damaging public property adds another crime!"
Lin Jingzhu flicked his wrist, extending the Black Stick sharply, whipping up a fierce gale and striking heavily at the monk’s body!
A sound like a clash of metal rang out.
Lin Jingzhu felt a numbness in his wrist, the powerful counterforce almost flinging his stick away!
In contrast, the gray-robed monk stood immovable, his body enveloped in a faint golden glow, the forceful strike akin to a mosquito bite to him.
At this time, the other two Assistant Officers rushed forward, drawing their blades to slash!
Sparks flew in a string, yet failed to even scrape the surface!
Seeing it was futile, the two officers wrapped an arm each around the monk’s legs, attempting to lift him out of the circle.
However, the monk seemed rooted to the spot, no matter how they tried, remaining steady and unmovable.
"Truly a high monk of Wuwan Temple!"
"His Immovable Golden Body is perfected, without any weak spots, impervious to weapons, unafraid of water and fire, already undefeated!"
"Hmph, it’s a good chance to show these court dogs some colors!"
"Aren’t you embarrassed? Just get out of here!"
The crowd, filled with Jianghu people, thrived on the excitement and harbored disdain for government officers, erupting into a chorus of jeers.
The monk joined his palms, lowered his head and said, "Amitabha, even without using Buddha Power, several officers are helpless against this poor monk. Why not be lenient and let this poor monk leave."
Lin Jingzhu furrowed his brow, pondering countermeasures.
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out:
"Bald donkey, you’re quite arrogant, aren’t you?"