Chen Zhou has transmigrated, possessing no cultivation talent.
He became an abandoned disciple of the immortal sect, looked down upon by his peers, experiencing the full package of a transmig...
"Wait!"
The next second, a voice suddenly interrupted Han Feng's marriage proposal.
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned and turned their attention to the speaker.
"Junior Sister Jiang Ying, what do you mean by this?"
Han Feng raised his head in confusion, not understanding why Jiang Ying wanted to stop him.
He believed that with his looks and family background, he was among the most outstanding in the entire Sword Cloud Sect, and that he could marry a mere junior sister...
Isn't it a piece of cake?
Jiang Ying rolled her eyes and said indifferently, "You, surnamed Han, are you trying to fool me with this little bit of stuff? That's too low-class!"
"Where we're from, a marriage proposal requires at least an eight-bearer sedan chair, and that's it?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.
His face was beaming with joy.
"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Jiang Ying is right."
"If you want to marry a beauty like Junior Sister Jiang Ying, you'd need at least dozens of cartloads of dowry to be worthy of her!"
As he spoke, Han Feng tossed the daisies aside.
His eyes were full of disdain.
"Junior Sister Jiang Ying, please wait here. I'll go and send someone to prepare right away."
Overjoyed, Han Feng thought Jiang Ying had agreed to his proposal and actually went back to arrange the wedding.
Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief as the group left.
"Finally, we got rid of that jerk."
Chen Zhou, who had been silently observing everything, couldn't help but admire Jiang Ying's wit.
"Junior brother, let's hurry up and leave, in case..."
"etc!"
Before Jiang Ying could finish speaking, Han Feng, who had just left, returned the way he came.
His face still held a strong look of covetousness as he sized Jiang Ying up and down.
“Junior Sister Jiang Ying, according to the rules... I will definitely send the betrothal gifts to your residence.”
"But you should at least show some appreciation, shouldn't you?"
Before he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed between Han Feng's brows.
He walked towards Jiang Ying step by step.
Seeing this, the people behind Han Feng were helpless, probably because of the power behind him.
They could only sympathize with Jiang Ying's plight from the bottom of their hearts.
If anyone's to blame, it's her lack of ability and the burden of having Chen Zhou with her.
"Junior Sister Jiang Ying..."
Han Feng walked over with a smile, completely ignoring Chen Zhou standing to the side.
After all, in everyone's eyes, he was just an ordinary person who was just waiting to die and had no right to communicate with them.
"What to do, what to do..."
The atmosphere suddenly became somber.
Jiang Ying watched helplessly as Han Feng approached, but could only frown and feel resigned.
If the Third Elder were here, he could protect her, but now...
"Clatter".
At the critical moment, a figure stood in front of Jiang Ying.
Upon seeing his sudden appearance, Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but blurt out, "Junior Brother?"
"Chen Zhou, what do you mean by this?"
Seeing this, Han Feng and his gang were also puzzled, but soon...
This doubt then turned into ridicule and sarcasm.
In the Sword Cloud Sect, there are too many ordinary people like Chen Zhou who never develop any wisdom in their lives and all die of old age at the sect.
As long as they don't get involved in sectarian conflicts, they can usually live out their old age in peace.
But it seems Chen Zhou couldn't resist.
Faced with Han Feng's questioning, Chen Zhou did not answer, but instead gripped the wooden sword in his hand tightly.
Given his laid-back personality, he should theoretically hate trouble the most...
I have always adhered to the principle of "it's better to do less than more".
But today, Han Feng actually tried to take advantage of Jiang Ying in front of him, which has crossed Chen Zhou's bottom line.
Moreover, from the beginning until now...
Chen Zhou felt his blood surging, and it seemed that his hands had inexhaustible strength, which made him feel very frustrated.
The emergence of Korean pop culture provided him with an opportunity to vent his frustrations.
Seeing Chen Zhou remain silent, Jiang Ying panicked immediately; others didn't know much about Chen Zhou...
She saw Chen Zhou every day, so she naturally knew him very well.
With Chen Zhou's strength not even reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, how could he possibly compete with someone like Han Feng?
They've completely asked for trouble!
I'm afraid I'll be seriously injured before I even get a chance to touch the hem of their clothes!
Realizing this, Jiang Ying became even more anxious, grabbing Chen Zhou's arm and trying to pull him back: "Junior Brother, don't be impulsive, Senior Sister is fine..."
"fine?"
Upon hearing this, Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He glanced at the wooden sword in Chen Zhou's hand, then looked at the sword at his waist, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Then, he walked towards Chen Zhou empty-handed.
Judging from his expression, he has no interest in even drawing his sword to deal with such an ordinary person!
"If you agree to this, everything will be fine..."
“But now that he’s stepped forward, of course I have to teach him a lesson.”
"Before you play the hero and save the damsel in distress, think twice about your own abilities!"
Before the words were even finished, the Korean wave had already taken off.
Although he carried no sword, the fighting spirit and strength he displayed stirred up a wave of energy...
It made the surrounding plants and trees tremble.
The Sword Cloud Sect has always been known for its swords, and becoming a sword cultivator is an essential step...
That is to cultivate one's own sword intent!
Despite Han Feng's dim-wittedness and lecherous nature, he possesses remarkable talent within the Sword Cloud Sect, having already grasped the basics of sword intent at a young age.
This is also why the Second Elder turns a blind eye to him.
Of course, all of this is based on the strength of Korean culture...
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