Chen Mo seemed to be chatting happily with them, but that mischievous hand was caressing her waist, constantly moving downward from behind... It was almost touching the hips!
With her best friend right beside her, she was being shamelessly teased by her best friend’s fiancé... Daoist’s sense of shame was overflowing, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into!
Her body stiffened suddenly when fingertips touched the plumpness, Ling Ningzhi.
She held down Chen Mo’s wrist firmly, whispering anxiously and shyly: "No more going downwards!"
Chen Mo said coldly: "Let go."
Under the influence of the contractual power, Ling Ningzhi reluctantly let go, her eyes filled with mist, her voice trembling: "Mr. Chen, there’s no grievance between us, why do you bully me ?"
"Firstly, you’re the one who approached me, secondly..."
Chen Mo’s lips curled up, teasingly: "I said I would break you apart like the distant bright moon, do you think I was joking?"
Ling Ningzhi was speechless, resignedly closing her eyes.
Yet her constantly trembling eyelashes betrayed her nervous inner state.
Chen Mo did not continue, withdrawing his hand, said indifferently: "Forget it, a forced melon is not sweet, I don’t like to force others."
Ning Zhi’s chest heaved.
He touched me already, and then said such things, utterly shameless!
But fortunately, he maintained some boundaries and didn’t continue "doing bad things"...
Ling Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief, yet completely unaware that her boundaries had been gradually lowered...
The Heavenly Human Martial Exam adopts a random duel system, participants must first draw lots to determine their opponents.
The lottery official, dressed in green palace attire, escorted by two Forbidden Guards, carried a black wooden box through the Waiting Area.
Everyone reached out to draw a lot from the black box.
The lot is made of jade and carved with an array, automatically binding after being acquired, the card face shimmering with colorful light, those two with the same light color are opponents.
After getting the lot, everyone started looking up, expressions varied upon seeing their opponents.
Those drawing "good lots" showed joy, while those who drew disciples of the Eight Great Sect turned pale, and one lucky person was so excited to be exempt...
The draw depends entirely on luck, those lucky might miss rounds consecutively, lying straight into the finals.
As for those who draw disciples of the Three Saint Sect, it’s almost a one-round tour.
The lottery official came before Chen Mo and others, they drew lots one by one, the card surface shimmering.
"Luckily, our colors are different..."
Shen Zhixia glanced aside and was stunned.
Only to see the cards in the hands of Chen Mo and Ning Zhi both glowing white.
"Brother, Daoist, you two actually met?!"
Chen Mo’s expression was a bit peculiar.
He had anticipated facing off against Ling Ningzhi in the martial exam, but never thought they would meet in the first round!
"Well then, I’d better withdraw."
With the constraint of contractual power, with just one word from Chen Mo, she would have to admit defeat willingly, no need for a duel at all.
"No need, you may try your best."
Facing those astonished eyes, Chen Mo remained calm, "I also want to see how capable the chief of Tianshu Pavilion really is."
With that, he stood up and walked straight to the ring.
Recalling the "humiliation" just experienced, Ling Ningzhi’s gaze turned cold.
"Mr. Chen, you said it!"
The first round of martial exams began, and people ascended the stage one after another.
The spectators on the periphery discussed:
"Drawing Shi Yun and Daoist Qingxuan in the first round, what bad luck."
"Indeed, it’s clear the Martial Arts Champion will be decided between these two, better admit defeat swiftly."
"The one facing off against Daoist Qingxuan looks familiar, seems his name is Chen... Chen something?"
"Chen Mo, Sky Scale Guard Hundred Households, quite renowned in the capital, solved numerous big cases, even killed one of the Ten Great Demons."
"Back at the Cangyun Mountain Secret Realm, was it him who injured Zi Lianji and acquired the final inheritance?"
"Zi Lianji may not have been hurt by him, and besides, that secret realm isn’t purely a test of strength, acquiring final inheritance doesn’t indicate strong ability, has Qingyun won’t change the rankings."
"I guess he can’t survive five moves against Daoist Qingxuan."
On the viewing platform.
Yan Peizhi, dressed in a purple official robe, watched the field, lips inadvertently curling, "Mr. Chen, seems Young Mr. Chen’s luck isn’t good."
"Young Master Chen’s skill is notable, a sure entry into the top ten, but unfortunately, faced the chief of Tianshu Pavilion right in the first round."
"A Heavenly Pride ranked third on the Cloud Top Ranking, slim chances of winning."
"Don’t expect to win, just hope Young Master Chen, blessed by destiny, avoids any mishaps..."
Several ministers of the Six Ministries sneered.
Sitting on the other side, Shen Xiong snorted coldly: "Before the fight starts, you’re already belittling your own?"
"As I see it, regardless of win or loss, Chen Mo is a hundred times better than those pests who only play with words!"
"Who are you calling pests?"
"Bolstering others, belittling oneself, whoever is biased, I curse!"
"Corrupted scholar, shut your filthy mouth!"
Chen Zhuo, rarely silent, expressionless, his hand on the armrest subconsciously clenched.
Behind the glazed screen.
The Empress asked: "Eunuch Jin, what do you think are Chen Mo’s chances?"
Eunuch Jin pondered for a moment, answered: "Hundred Household Officer Chen’s strength far exceeds his peers, even among the common Fourth Rank he is unmatched, however, the opponent isn’t ordinary Fourth Rank either..."
"Speak plainly, don’t beat around the bush."
"This old servant thinks, less than thirty percent."