It was hard for Chen Yun to imagine that in this ancient world of cultivating immortals, even a simple task had to be recorded in such detail, like checking a household register.
This world doesn't have technology like computers, so if I just fill in a fake name or address, they won't be able to verify it, right?
Chen Yun didn't understand how the Yunxi Sect would verify the family addresses, identities and ages on the list in the future, but he just wanted to join the Yunxi Sect temporarily to complete a mission. He didn't really want to stay here and do odd jobs, so he just filled in some fake information.
Think of this.
Chen Yun had an idea in mind, but he didn't have a pen.
"Brother, I don't have a pen."
Chen Yun said to Dong Fei with a gentle smile.
"You don't have a pen, and you want me to get it for you myself? There's a pen on the table, but you don't have your hands to pick it up? You haven't even started working yet, and you're already trying to get ahead of me? Huh?"
Dong Fei slammed the table and shouted loudly.
"Yes, yes, that's what you said, brother."
Chen Yun nodded repeatedly, walked forward gently, picked up the brush on the table, then put the book on the table and was about to write his name on it.
Dong Fei suddenly raised his foot and stomped on Chen Yun's knee, shouting, "Fuck you, you can use this table?"
No matter how much anger Chen Yun had endured before, he could just pretend to be timid and endure it. But when he heard Dong Fei's very modern curse, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Dong Fei had just finished cursing.
Chen Yun suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Dong Fei's hair.
Chen Yun, who has 1,200 points of panel strength, will not necessarily be at a disadvantage even if he faces a cultivator who has established his foundation if he really fights with all his strength.
What’s more, Dong Fei is a small boss who does odd jobs in Yunxi Mountain.
After Chen Yun grabbed Dong Fei's hair, he slammed it on the table frantically.
Bang bang bang bang bang————
The sound of heavy objects hitting wood continued to echo in the cabin.
Dong Fei's face was covered in blood. He was in so much pain that he was stunned.
Bang!
Finally, Chen Yun hit Dong Fei's head hard, grabbed Dong Fei's hair, and dragged Dong Fei in front of him. He stared at Dong Fei's face and asked calmly, "Are you going to curse or not?"
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