Faced with such a sycophantic Lord Li, Shen Jiao was shocked. Wow, she had leveled up! Even a dignified county magistrate had to bow to her? Had she been a tyrant's parasite for too long, causing her status to rise accordingly?
The tyrant didn't want to pay any attention to Li Wanglai; he was so ugly that he wanted to kill him.
Ji Yan's face was exposed to the sunlight, his skin was uniquely pale, his long eyes were dark, and his eyelids were drooping. Even from a distance, you could feel that he was unhappy with everything and everyone, and he wished he could just kill them all. He looked extremely irritable.
Sensing a hint of murderous intent, Li Wanglai swallowed hard and subtly moved back a meter without realizing it.
Shen Jiao: Is the most comfortable way to communicate to keep a certain distance from each other?
But sir, there are no loudspeakers here. Isn't four meters really too far?
The three women were distinguished by their extraordinary bearing and stunning beauty; even just standing still was a beautiful sight. The two maids leading the dogs were also exceptionally beautiful, and the already congested road came to a complete standstill.
The young ladies of all ages covered their faces shyly, saying, "Does anyone know that young man in black? He's as handsome as Pan An, and his looks surpass even the gods. He's so dashing! Sigh, suddenly I don't find Qingfeng so appealing anymore."
Another young lady chimed in, "I feel the same way, sister. But I'm more attracted to that young man in white. He looks so gentle and refined, like a clear breeze and a bright moon. He must be a scholar."
"First of all, I apologize to Young Master Qingfeng, then I apologize to Second Young Master Chen, and finally I apologize to Young Master Mu. Please allow me to temporarily switch allegiance."
Shen Jiao: No, you've just never seen a tyrant twist someone's head, nor have you heard Liang Heng's cheesy pickup lines. Wake up, girls, it's all just fantasy.
The men present were immediately displeased and retorted sourly, "What's the use of being good-looking? You can't eat good-looking food. This is a martial arts tournament, not a beauty pageant. I'm reminding some people not to come to the wrong place."
"Exactly! Pretty vases are all the same, but a real soul is one in a million. Can you guys stop being so superficial? Young Master Qingfeng is not only handsome, but also incredibly skilled in martial arts. If you ask me, Young Master Qingfeng is the most amazing one, okay?"
"That's right, Young Master Qingfeng crushes all pretty boys."
"Moreover, the Sword Saint of Jiangnan, the Swordsman Under the Moon, the Whip King of Southern Xinjiang, and the Gun God of Qinggu are not bad either. In the martial arts world, it is about who is more powerful, not who is the most handsome. I hope you people with long hair and short eyes can stop putting the cart before the horse."
"That young lady looks so frail. She wouldn't even last a single move against Junior Sister Hu. I really don't understand what she's here for. Is it a spring outing? But it's already summer. Is it not crowded enough? I can't stand people who pretend to be something they're not."
"These days, people of all statuses dare to participate in the martial arts tournament. It's ridiculous."
Upon hearing this, the girls all retorted, arguing fiercely about whether beauty or martial arts was more important. Meanwhile, Li Wanglai, sweating with nervousness, led Ji Yan and her group into a teahouse.
The offices of Yunwu Sword Pavilion are located on the mountaintop, while many shops and teahouses are situated on the mountainside. The owners of these shops are all from Rongcheng. The main shops are in Rongcheng, and the shops have partnered with Yunwu Sword Pavilion to open a branch on the mountainside. This not only makes it convenient for the disciples of Sword Pavilion who cannot travel far, but also increases their business revenue.
Shen Jiao couldn't help but sigh, not only the little divine doctor, but everyone in this world has a great business mind.
As its name suggests, Yunwu Mountain is shrouded in mist, with clear blue waters, birdsong, fragrant flowers, and fresh air, making it a perfect place for health and wellness. This made her think about opening a shop there so she could retire there when she gets older and maybe live more than ten years longer.
"What are you thinking about again?" Ji Yan noticed the smug expression on the hamster's face. He was unhappy, but she was secretly happy. This was not good.
Shen Jiao: "I want to retire."
After she finished speaking, she saw the tyrant staring at her with a puzzled look, as if asking about retirement? You're destined to die young with me, what retirement are you talking about? Are you going to take care of my ashes?
I see, I see. This woman spends all her time, even in her sleep and dreams, planning how to kill him. Her idea of retiring is clearly a deliberate act of defiance against the tyrant.
Shen Jiao was thinking about how to salvage the situation. Should she just say that she was thinking about her next life in advance? It's normal for young people to have some long-term plans.
Unexpectedly, Li Wanglai hurriedly chimed in, "Young lady, you have excellent taste! I've done my research, and the residents around Yunwu Mountain live an average of five or six years longer than others."
Before he left, Steward Wang Fu had given him a life-saving rule: rather than flattering the tyrant, it was better to win the favor of the young lady.
I don't know why, but the young lady seemed quite happy listening to this, while His Majesty looked like he wanted to strangle him? Or maybe he wanted to chop him into mincemeat and feed him to the dogs?
Oh dear, Li Wang was terrified and at a loss, having never served a tyrant before.
Shen Jiao didn't want to bully the newcomer, so she planned to find Liang Heng, who could take a beating, to ease the heavy atmosphere. But when she turned around, she found that the little divine doctor was surrounded by a group of beautiful girls, smiling and enjoying himself.
He said, “Miss Xin Xin’s skin is so smooth. If you use my secret face cream for a few more days, your skin will definitely be able to slide all the way from the top of Yunwu Mountain to the bottom.”
The next sentence says, "Miss Xin Xin has very fair skin. If she uses my secret pills for a few more days, she won't need to light a lamp for 365 days a year. Her skin will be so fair it will glow."
He sold one bottle, then turned his attention to another, saying, "Miss Xinxin! You've become even more beautiful these past few days..."
Shen Jiao: In such a short time, how did he remember who "Xin Xin" was? "Xin Xin" was "Xin Xin"?
Besides, we've only been here a few days, how could it be that we haven't seen each other for days? There are cows everywhere, and I have all the beauties in the world?
She reasonably suspected that Liang Heng's attraction to pretty girls wasn't because they were attractive, but because pretty women were easier to swindle money from? No, easier to make money off?
She wanted to see how many Xin Xin girls Liang Heng remembered, but the ruthless and taciturn tyrant dragged her upstairs.
Li Wanglai always remembered to flatter, "To be honest, the moment the girl was lifted up, she was as smooth as seaweed, so beautiful."
Shen Jiao: "..." Thank you so much, you can say things but don't overpraise.
Li Wanglai was, after all, a county magistrate. His presence at the martial arts tournament was under the pretext of maintaining order while serving the tyrant. The teahouse was specially reserved by the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, and it was a superior private room.
Despite being described as a superior private room, it still looked as simple as a thatched hut in the face of the extravagant tyrant. As a result, his old habit of feeling uneasy if he didn't cause trouble resurfaced.
Ji Yan rummaged through the flowers on the table, and they fell apart. He then rummaged through the table, and it shattered. Li Wanglai, Xi Suxining, and Gouzi huddled together, trembling with fear, terrified of being rummaged through.
Seeing the tyrant gradually extending his evil claws towards the load-bearing pillar, Shen Jiao quickly grabbed him, "Your Majesty! Calm down, listen to me."
Ji Yan narrowed her eyes, stopped what she was doing, and seemed to be waiting for her to speak seriously.
What should we do?
She had just made up an excuse to stop the Destroyer from causing chaos. Shen Jiao blinked. "Listen to me, thank you. Because of you, the four seasons are warm..."
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