Chapter 1341: Making Things Worse (Part 2) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Gong Xichou was also wondering about the same question.
No matter how strong this guy is, just how strong can he be?
The usually optimistic man, after witnessing the entire process of "Wei Cheng making a move," "Wei Cheng and Luo San going toe-to-toe," and "Wei Cheng almost being slapped into the ground by Luo San," abruptly changed his mind. He nearly coughed up blood, his face ashen, and said rather pathetically, "You old bastard, you're utterly shameless! A 20th-rank Marquis pretending to be an 11th-rank Right Watchman to commit fraud?"
Yes, it is almost certain that he was a rank 20 Marquis!
The moment Wei Cheng intervened, Gong Xichou clearly felt that the opponent's aura had increased significantly. Luo San was previously at the peak of the nineteenth-rank Guannei Marquis level; wouldn't he be a twentieth-rank Chehou level next? Unfortunately, Wei Cheng was also in a weakened state, and due to carelessness, he suffered a hidden loss, with several clear cracks appearing in the bones under his martial armor.
After the surge of martial energy subsided, the cracks were repaired as before.
Wei Cheng was momentarily confused by the situation. He only knew that for a dignified 20th-rank Marquis to impersonate an 11th-rank Right Watchman and fish was beyond the realm of moral decay; it was utterly shameless. Wei Cheng didn't want to risk his life for Gongxi Chou and the others.
If we can avoid fighting, we should try to avoid it.
Wei Cheng suppressed his emotions and, for the first time ever, spoke softly.
"General, please forgive us. The younger members of my family are young and impetuous, and they don't know their place. If they have offended us in any way, we have already learned our lesson. Could you please forgive them? This is truly a misunderstanding! I will go back and teach them a lesson, and then I will come to apologize in person later."
While Gong Xichou and the others were inwardly cursing Luo San, Luo San was also cursing them—what do you mean by misunderstanding? Two 18th-rank Grand Generals coming to challenge the court is a misunderstanding? Or is it a misunderstanding that a 20th-rank Marquis appeared after the challenge failed? What a damn misunderstanding!
Logically, Luo San refused to believe this nonsense.
But looking at Gong Xichou's group of forty-nine people, which wasn't even a round number, they didn't seem to be under any warlord's command. They seemed more like the scions of some reclusive powerful family, as Wei Cheng had said. Although Luo San didn't believe such powerful families existed in the world, there are all sorts of people in a big forest, so he couldn't say for sure that they didn't exist...
Furthermore, family members know their own affairs.
Outsiders might think he was faking his strength, but he knew his current state wasn't permanent and couldn't compare to a true 20th-rank Marquis in terms of endurance. He needed to conserve his strength to deal with the invading forces and couldn't continue arguing with these clueless fools.
He knew in his heart which was more important and which was less important.
I should thank these people.
Gu De and his gang knew his weaknesses well and deliberately exploited his vulnerabilities, not giving him an easy chance to retaliate. These three were quite considerate, briefly restoring him to his peak condition. In a flash, Luo San made his decision and calmly withdrew his attack.
Maintaining his imposing aura, he unleashed a palm strike to separate the two sides, coldly saying, "Accommodation? Hmph, if I didn't have urgent business to attend to right now, I certainly wouldn't let you off so easily..."
He hadn't considered the possibility that Lin Feng and the others might be under Shen Tang's command.
What a coincidence!
"...Don't let me see you again in the territory of Sugeng County!" Just in case, he wanted to lure this variable away first. Luo San didn't want to fight Shen Tang to the death, only to have these people take advantage of his vulnerability. He would die with regrets!
Wei Cheng simply clasped his hands in a fist salute and raised his hand to conjure up a thick, eerie fog.
The thick fog instantly engulfed the forty-nine people.
Once the breeze dispersed them, there was no one left in the spot.
Lin Feng followed the signal left by the guards in the valley, and the two sides successfully met up. The others didn't dare ask about the outcome of the match; they could tell from their superiors' expressions that the old horse had stumbled. The atmosphere became tense. Wei Cheng crossed his arms and mocked them mercilessly.
"Tsk, are you really a member of Ji Mo Cong's clan? How come you don't have the brains of your ancestors at all? I seriously suspect that your clansmen kowtowed to the King of Hell in the underworld and left behind some kind of afterimage—" Wei Cheng's words were interrupted by a flying stone. He turned his head to dodge it and grinned, "So you're turning your back on me now? If it weren't for my face, you would have been beaten up!"
Gong Xichou simply didn't get beaten enough.
If it weren't for Gongxi Chou's distinctive appearance and attire, Wei Cheng would have suspected that he was adopted from outside the Gongxi clan. Back then, Ji Mo Cong and his gang completely fooled them, planning a century-long scam. But when it came to Gongxi Chou, he just seemed like he wasn't thinking straight... Well, maybe he used his muscles too much and his brain atrophied.
Gong Xichou had no intention of accepting the favor and his face was very sour.
"It might be better if you didn't intervene."
"Is it wrong for an old man to kindly save someone from trouble?" If he weren't just a skeleton, he would have been so angry at Gong Xichou that he would have blown his beard and glared at him—the world is going to the dogs, how can there be such an ungrateful person?
"Lord Wei, General, calm down. With a formidable enemy at hand, this is not the time for infighting." Lin Feng intervened, carefully analyzing the situation. "Luo San... he is indeed a bit strange..."
The strangest thing is that he faked his motives.
Is it necessary to fish like this?
Why did Luo San hold back his strength and get entangled with Gong Xi Chou and his companion when he could have revealed his true power from the start, ultimately dragging things out until Wei Cheng intervened? Lin Feng was certain that Luo San had murderous intent from the beginning; there was no possibility of him toying with her or showing mercy. There was a significant logical contradiction between the two, and Lin Feng suspected there might be some undisclosed details. Wei Cheng simply assumed she was protecting Gong Xi Chou.
"Hmph, I can't see anything strange about him. His aura is a bit weak, I guess it's because he was recently promoted..." Wei Cheng sighed deeply, lamenting that he was out of touch with the times. A 20th-rank Marquis wasn't just some random person; behind every Marquis was a throne built from piles of bones. Which one was an unknown figure? This Luo San was someone he had never heard of before.
There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding.
He was blinded by a single leaf, only recognizing a fragment or two.
Leaving aside Luo San, these two infuriating youngsters in front of him would have been incredibly dazzling in his time. Just as Wei Cheng was lamenting how quickly time flies, Luo San also gulped down several mouthfuls of cold water to calm the boiling heat in his chest.
Wei Cheng temporarily restored him to his peak, but he was unfamiliar with this power, and controlling it was quite tricky. He even dared not speak much, for fear that the overflowing aura throughout his body would spill out through his mouth. He sought out his trusted confidants to inquire about Gong Xi Chou.
"...Have you ever heard of such a person?"
The confidant shook his head: "Never heard of it."
Luo San wondered to himself, "Could he really be a reclusive disciple?"
Local gossip and martial arts legends are never without the setting of so-called reclusive powerful families—if you beat up a junior member, they immediately send over several senior members; beneath their understated yet luxurious exterior lies a foundation of power that even royalty would bow down to. Luo San scoffed at this.
What reclusive clans don't need to eat, drink, or relieve themselves?
Eating, drinking, and relieving oneself—which of these doesn't cost money?
To live a comfortable life, what doesn't require being waited on? As long as worldly desires exist, one can never truly detach oneself from the world, let alone remain aloof and detached, observing the chaos of life with a smile. Even if such a person truly existed, they would eventually be dragged down from their lofty perch to the mire!
Gong Xichou and a few other unknown figures began to make him waver.
The prefect is more informed about intelligence than the military commander.
Luo San sent someone to ask the prefect and his confidants, who were squatting in the dungeon, if they had ever heard of Gong Xi Chou. The prefect was quite cooperative and carefully inquired about Gong Xi Chou's appearance: "...a foreign appearance, dressed as a wandering knight, tall and handsome."
The prefect pondered for a long time: "A foreign appearance? Named 'Chou'? Many years ago, there was a strange hero named Chou in the countryside. His characteristics and age match up. I wonder if it is the same person."
The eccentric hero Qiu, an idol of countless wandering knights, an early collector of the "Dubi Ku" (a type of traditional Chinese tunic), and a benevolent and powerful wandering knight.
Don't ask the prefect why he remembers it so clearly.
Who didn't follow the latest trends when they were young?
When my father was still alive, the prefect was a son of an official who had no worries about food, drink, or future prospects. Wasn't it normal for him to be a fan of celebrities and follow the latest trends?
Luo San frowned: "The Strange Hero Chou?"
Could it be that foreign boy with a head full of braids?
He asked, "What other deeds did this person accomplish?"
The prefect replied, "For several years, he has fought against various skilled opponents; he has challenged most of the well-known martial artists in the central region."
The eccentric hero Qiu Li fights against all sides; guess who's not on the list?
Luo San frowned: "I didn't—"
Why wasn't he kicked out? Luo San needs to deeply reflect on this. The strength of someone like Eleventh Grade Right Grader is as unappealing as his childlike physique; it's understandable that Guai Xia Qiu skipped him. Luo San rubbed his temples, hoping that Gong Xi Qiu and Guai Xia Qiu were the same person.
The prefect's tone was somewhat excited: "He's here?"
The eccentric swordsman Qiu Lai is elusive and unpredictable; though he is no longer in the martial world, his legend lives on. To not see him in person would be a lifelong regret. Luo San was about to give the prefect a more lenient look when the prefect lowered his gaze and asked, "Did you win or lose?"
"How could I possibly lose? He was forced to retreat."
The prefect's next question was incredibly powerful; he actually asked, "You won? Then you got his trousers?"
Luo San: "..."
One sentence almost rendered him, with his conservative approach, unable to do the job.
He sneered, "What would I do with his calf-nose trousers? Let him take them off in battle, and fly away naked, swinging his bird?"
I wonder who was more hurt by that scene.
Luo Sanke has no homosexual tendencies!
"This is the rule of wandering knights."
"What rules? What use are they to me?"
The prefect, seemingly lost in thought, said with a subtle expression, "If you can really get your hands on the 'Crazy Swordsman's' trousers, and then spread the news, and raise your voice, all those defeated underlings of his from back then will have to come and pay homage. Perhaps that can solve Shan Yong's predicament."
Luo San: "..."
He strongly suspected that the prefect had gone mad from being imprisoned.
Little did they know, the prefect's words, though seemingly absurd, were actually quite possible. Many had grudges against the eccentric hero Qiu back then, and who among them, still alive, didn't remember that day's humiliation? Luo San's ending of Qiu's myth, in a sense, made him a new legend in the world of chivalrous heroes. There are always idle people who will come to join the fun, and since they're already here, isn't it reasonable to help out in a fight? Don't doubt it, chivalrous heroes are truly capable of such actions.
Luo San: "..."
I have so many things to say, I don't know where to begin complaining.
Shen Tang understands him; this feeling can be summed up in a single sentence.
This world is just a giant makeshift operation!
Shen Tang remained uneasy; after receiving urgent messages from the front lines, she had a bad feeling. It wasn't until scouts discovered some unusual signals near Shan Yong County—signals that matched the ones Shen Tang was currently using—that things changed. However, after deciphering the signals, they found a discrepancy—her side hadn't launched this type of military operation.
Who left the signal?
Shen Tang's heart skipped a beat.
The ominous premonition reached its peak.
Following the signal, they found Lin Feng and his group's hidden hideout. The scouts from both sides nearly clashed, but stopped when Shen Tang intervened. Her breathing was heavy as she stared intently at Gong Xi Chou, who greeted her with a smile—the worst-case scenario had come true.
The person who caused such a commotion by stealing peaches...
The person who single-handedly propelled Luo San to the pinnacle...
Suddenly, Shen Tang attacked, grabbing Gong Xi Chou by the neck with both hands, shaking him and roaring, "Gong Xi Chou, I'm telling you, you're finished—"
She's going to complain!
They've filed a complaint with Qiu in Jimo!
Let Ji Moqiu beat this troublesome younger brother to death!
Gong Xichou wasn't strangled to death, but he was almost dizzy from being shaken around. He felt like his brains were about to be shaken to pieces. After finally freeing his neck, Shen Tang grabbed his braid again: "Ouch, Ma, Ma—"
The scene was chaotic.
In the struggle, Shen Tang's wig fell off.
Its smooth, round head can reflect light.
Gong Xichou: "...Pfft!"
Shen Tang's features instantly contorted in a ferocious expression: "You'll go bald too!"
The others dared not intervene, so he could only cover his head and run away, using Lin Fengluo and the others as wooden stakes. He circled around them until Shen Tang's anger subsided. Fortunately, Gong Xichou managed to keep his braid, though he was kicked several times by Shen Tang in the chaos.
He shrank back and peeked out from behind Luo Sha.
"Mommy, why are you so angry?"
He just finished his mission in Quguo; even if he didn't achieve anything, he certainly put in the effort.
Shen Tang, hands on hips and panting, asked, "You went to beat up Luo San?"
"They did fight..."
He didn't want to talk about kicking a hornet's nest; it was embarrassing.
Whether it was a misperception or not, Mama's face became even more distorted and terrifying: "Fine, fine, is Luo San a rank 20 Marquis?"
"...It wasn't during the fight, it was this shameless old man who disguised himself as an eleventh-rank Right Attendant under the guise of a twentieth-rank Marquis...I only lost because I was careless." Gongxi Chou was still indignant about this.
Shen Tang: "..."
Oh wow, what else is unclear?
As expected, Gong Xi Chou made things difficult for her!
Without a word, she drew her sword: "Come here!"
Gong Xichou: "—No!"
He will accept a small stick, but will run away from a large one.
The Martial Spirit Totem lived up to its reputation as a nimble python, Gong Xi Chou moving with the agility of a snake. This farce ended with him being struck in the buttocks by a sword; clutching his backside, he angrily declared he wanted to die knowing why. Shen Tang took a deep breath and told Gong Xi Chou just how much trouble he had caused. Gong Xi Chou's expression gradually shifted from righteous indignation to guilty conscience, his eyes darting left and right before locking onto Wei Cheng.
"No, I wasn't the one who helped him reach the Chehou realm!"
His words were resounding and full of energy.
Wei Cheng: "???"
The old man suddenly had a strong urge to leave a hole in the other half of his buttocks. He'd be "Lord Wei" when needed, and a scapegoat when not. Wei Cheng was displeased: "If you hadn't been so reckless, insisting on attacking Shanyong County with forty-nine men, none of this would have happened!"
Gong Xiqiu, feeling guilty, looked away.
No matter what, Luo San deserves to die!
How can there be such a strange person in the world?
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