"No, no, no, that's impossible. He just looks somewhat similar to General Bai!" A soldier's idol image was shattered, and he shook his head repeatedly.

“That’s right, that’s definitely not me.” As soon as the soldier finished speaking, the man in shorts ran up to him, gave him a thumbs up, and praised him in Bai Qianren’s unique voice.

Soldier:"……"

This must be a dream, right?

Bai Qianren: I hope so too.

Behind them, Bai Qianren's personal guards, in order to protect his reputation, even shouted at the unknown man in shorts: "General... the notorious bandit Longyang, why don't you come and explore our Divine Martial Army? Three thousand soldiers await your arrival!"

But this only elicited a snickering laugh from the man in the shorts: "Homegrown flowers can never compare to wildflowers! I've already secretly tasted those homegrown flowers!"

Bai Qianren is currently only a second-rate martial artist. Yun Shou does not intend to enhance him to prevent him from going too far, so the Longyang Bandit could not have been arrogant in Zhenwu Pass for long.

He should have been arrogant for less than a quarter of an hour before his men restrained him, tore off his mask, and humiliated him for the rest of his life.

However, the guards on patrol all recognized who this person was. Even those who did not recognize him and wanted to capture the notorious thief to clear the names of the hundreds of men were stopped by the soldiers.

They kept saying that General Bai could never do such a thing, but they refused to actually stop the Longyang bandit and remove his mask to find out the truth.

"Why is the general acting so recklessly?"

"I already told you, that's not a general, he's a notorious thief disguised as one!"

"...You mean, the underwear we're wearing right now..."

"……Shut up!"

A second-rate martial artist crossed Zhenwu Pass, wearing only three hundred pairs of underwear, and swaggered through without anyone stopping him.

Finally, exhausted from running, he sat down on the ground and tied the pieces of his underwear into a rope, which he then put around his waist.

The guards responsible for chasing the thief were also exhausted and stood a hundred meters away, panting and supporting their legs.

Once the Longyang bandits started walking, they followed them step by step.

When Bai Qianren returned to the manor, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

The moment Bai Qianren stepped inside her door, she felt the mysterious force that had bound her for half an hour dissipate.

He then knelt down with a thud.

The person was stuck at the gate, neither going in nor backing out.

The head steward of the mansion was in a panic, not knowing what to do, and the women were driven away by the smell from dozens of meters away.

Bai Qianren was wrapped in various tattered strips of cloth, which hindered his joint movement. In fact, he couldn't move at all on his own!

He lay there for more than ten minutes, his body filled with all sorts of pungent smells, as if he were in the underworld. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to the butler who had been watching him for a while, who was a dozen steps away.

"Pull me back, pull me back to the mansion!"

The steward remained silent for a while, then turned and scolded the servants, "What are you all standing there for?! Can't you see the notorious bandit Longyang is right in front of the mansion? Quickly capture him and bring him back!"

Then he clasped his hands in apology to the constables and guards outside the door: "I'm sorry to trouble you all, but we will certainly punish this thief properly. Please leave now."

"What about my underwear?" Yun Shou shouted from the crowd. "My underwear that I've worn for three years without ever taking it off, and it finally got a layer of grime on it, enough to be used as an iron crotch, and it's just gone like that?"

The butler gritted his teeth angrily: "Pay up! We'll pay for it all!"

"Why should you be the ones paying compensation? Shouldn't it be the Dragon Yang Bandit's turn to pay?! Hand that guy over right now so we can do what we want to him!"

Butler: Are you never going to stop?!

Zhao Yuan has degenerated into a pervert who enjoys making ** and ** shine and running around everywhere.

In some respects, Bai Qianren was superior. His own soldiers, numbering in the thousands, were already insufficient to satisfy him, yet he went so far as to forcibly molest a respectable man in the street.

“From now on… we probably don’t need to worry about him anymore, right?” Yun Shou pondered quietly. Bai Qianren had a very good reputation among the people of Zhenwu Pass and his personal guards, so much so that even after doing such a thing, there were still people protecting him.

However, from then on, his reputation in Nantong and his lewd behavior would resound throughout the country, which was a considerable blow to a general.

Especially after he helped dub the line "Homegrown flowers are never as fragrant as wild flowers."

Soldiers can fight for you and risk their lives for you, but they cannot offer you flowers!

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Who could accept knowing that the clothes they were wearing might have been used by Bai Qianren before they were even used?

Right now, they're only using underwear secretly. What if Bai Qianren goes even further and demands your real body?

The military order is here: wash your bottom clean and go to the camp to await your orders. Do you go or not?

Around midnight, Bai Qianren and his wife slept separately.

He didn't know how to face his wife, and coincidentally, his wife didn't want to see him either.

It was just a young servant sneaking into Bai Qianren's room, which wasn't exactly sneaking, since his duties included taking care of the general's daily life.

Therefore, the patrolman did not suspect anything: "The general is asleep, what business do you have with me?"

The servant blinked: "Send the general some things he likes."

Guard: "...That's not the general."

The servant urged, "I've served the general for so many years, how could I not recognize you? I just didn't expect the general to have this hobby. Now it's perfect, most of the men in the manor are willing to offer this personal item to relieve the general's depression. It's changed every two days, so the extra day is reserved for the general!"

The patrol guard wanted to say something more, but the servant became a little anxious: "This is not because I want to take crooked paths to get promoted, but also for the general's sake - I secretly delivered it at night, you and I know, but no one else knows, so the general's reputation is protected, right?"

Otherwise, what if the general gets frustrated again and goes outside to forcibly steal a stranger's underwear?

"The general has so many servants like us, yet he doesn't use them. He usually only dares to sneak peeks, but now he's really driven crazy with pent-up desire! He didn't even change his clothes, just covered his face and ran outside to seek pleasure!"

The servant grew angrier with each word, lowering his voice but unable to contain his fury: "What are you up to? Do you even care about the general?! Get out of my way!"

The guard silently turned around, and the servant snorted coldly, picked up the wooden bucket in his hand, and slowly entered the house.

When the cloth covering the wooden barrel was lifted, a strong odor spread over a radius of ten feet.

The servant, however, did not care and carefully placed a pair of dark blue underpants on top, in the most conspicuous position.

These weren't just the underwear he wore; his good brother Chen Erhu had worn them six hours earlier!

These are two pairs of pants that offer double the masculinity and double the enjoyment!

Excitement gleamed in the servant's eyes, but he was also afraid that the general might get too excited and start rummaging through the wooden tub, accidentally throwing away the grand prize.

After racking his brains for a long time, looking at the sleeping general, a good idea came to mind.

He folded his dark blue underwear and slowly placed it under Bai Qianren's philtrum, covering his lips.

Hmph, you think I can't win you over?

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