Jayson's eyes darted anxiously as he scanned the surroundings, desperately searching for her. Suddenly, Angel emerged from a pile of dust, shaking herself vigorously and sending the particles flying into the air.A wave of relief washed over Jayson as he realized she was unharmed. "Let's get out of here," he said, turning to Angel and leading the way down the mountain. The sooner they left, the better.As they made their way toward the sect gate, Jayson glanced back and noticed a group of sect disciples gathered a few meters away, watching their departure intently."Jayson, what about Serenity, your fiancée? Aren't you going to inform her about leaving the sect?" The sect master's voice boomed across the distance.Jayson halted in his tracks, pausing to contemplate the question. Serenity? Fiancée? None of it made sense. He made a resolute decision and stepped forward, exiting the sect gate without looking back.Glancing at the sect plaque one last time, Jayson realized that despite sp
With his head held high and a fierce retort on his lips, Ben arrogantly pointed his finger towards the group of bandits. "You fools have no idea who I am! I am the esteemed young master of the Thomas family, hailing from the renowned town of Huju."The bandits, taken aback, exchanged suspicious glances, their faces mirroring their disbelief. Ben's arrogant demeanour only grew, and he couldn't help but inquire with a smug smile, "Hmph! Are you trembling in fear now? It's too late. Unless you all bow down and kowtow before me, none of you will escape unscathed."The bandits burst into laughter, their uproarious mirth filling the air. They found Ben's words so hilarious that they clutched their stomachs in amusement.Ben stood there, dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what was so funny about his statement. Suddenly, one of the bandits dramatically dropped to his knees, his voice filled with mock fear. "Oh, young master Ben, we are truly terrified! Please forgive our ignorance and spare ou
They emerged from the forest without encountering any obstacles. As they made their way, Ben would occasionally engage in one-sided conversations with Jayson, not giving him a chance to respond. He would then break into song, with his wives joining in. Regardless of Jayson's attempts to be considerate, Ben's singing abilities were insufferable from every perspective.Jayson breathed a sigh of relief when they caught sight of the town gate. However, he was taken aback. A remote town had a gate and a surrounding fence, and three officers stood guard."Do you have coins to pay for the gate entrance? If you don't, don't worry; I'll cover it for both of us," Ben proudly declared, seemingly relishing the opportunity to show off, which Jayson found somewhat admirable.Grateful for Ben's offer to pay, Jayson readily accepted and replied, "Thank you in advance; the payment is indeed a concern. But why do we have to pay to enter a remote town like this? It's not a city."Jayson exhaled in relie
Jayson tensed up, caught off guard by the unexpected confrontation. He hadn't even placed an order yet, and now trouble was brewing right before his eyes. It felt like a stroke of terrible luck.Amidst the tension, the sound of crashing chairs echoed from the bar. Jayson turned his attention to the commotion, witnessing a heartbreaking scene. The store owner pleaded desperately, his voice filled with anguish. "Please, stop! Don't destroy my store! What have I done to deserve this?"A voice pierced through the chaos. "Pa Lu, if you allow your beautiful granddaughter to become the mistress of our supervisor, we promise to leave you in peace. We'll even bring more customers, and our comrades will dine here every day. Just give us your consent, and I'll order my men to cease this senseless destruction!" The speaker was none other than one of the officials.Pa Lu's response was unwavering, filled with determination. "Never! I will never allow my granddaughter to be a pawn in that lecherous
The Rich monk stood before the three officials, his expression serene and unaffected. He recited the ancient words with a calm voice, his hands clasped around the beads that glimmered in the light, radiating the essence of Buddha."Buddha brings peace; Buddha cleanses the heart; relinquish your earthly possessions and embrace asceticism," he intoned.The officials gazed at him blankly. Slowly, they began wiping away the marks on their storage rings and surrendered them to the rich monk. One by one, they offered their cherished treasure swords, boots, sabres, helmets, and armour, their prized possessions now entrusted to the care of the enlightened one.The Rich Monk graciously accepted each item, his head bowed in reverence. "Amitabha, may the peace of Buddha be with you," he murmured.Turning towards Angel, whose astonishment was evident in her gaping mouth and wide-eyed stare, the Rich Monk spoke softly. "Let go."As they moved forward, Angel remained frozen in disbelief, but her fe
After finalizing his plan, Jayson decided to leave the inn following his lunch with Angel. As he stepped out, the sun had already set, casting darkness over the streets. Jayson strolled through the dimly lit roads, his gaze catching the flickering lights of various taverns scattered throughout the town. Eventually, he found himself on a secluded, shadowy street.In the silence of the night, Jayson's ears perked up as he heard a voice murmuring to itself nearby. Curiosity piqued, he turned his attention toward the source and spotted a heavily intoxicated man stumbling towards him. The man seemed lost in his own world, rambling incessantly and intermittently taking swigs from a bottle of wine he clutched tightly."I was a genius," the drunken man slurred, his words barely coherent. "In the heat of battle, I faced the Northern geniuses with only one hand! Where were these fools? They hadn't even been born yet, and yet they have the audacity to call me a drunkard. Ha! They're lucky I embr
Rogers who was boisterously singing atop a table, froze. He hadn't anticipated the swift action of the Officials. They were more efficient than he'd given them credit for.Quickly devising an escape plan, he pounded on the table, his singing growing louder. "The guards are oppressors; the men of Ba are cowards; you wish to violate me as you did Pa Lu!"His brazen accusation took the guards by surprise, their faces twisted in revulsion. They hadn't expected such vulgar talk from a drunkard.As expected, drunk people blabber nothing but nonsense."Rogers! Hold your tongue! You're a walking catastrophe, still finding time to sing. You'll enjoy your songs in the company of your cellmates," the guard captain snarled, his eyes smouldering with fury.If they were not in a public pub, he would have smacked Rogers to death immediately without wasting his words on a useless drunkard.The two Officials the Captain ordered moved to apprehend Rogers, a figure rose from his seat, blocking their pat
Rogers gazed at the bodyguards with a mixture of confusion and disbelief, straining to comprehend their words. How could they accuse him of hiding from the patrol team officials? He had been a victim, robbed and left unconscious in this desolate place. The cold night had taken its toll on him, and he desperately sought some form of compensation. "What do you mean I've been hiding here? I was attacked and rendered unconscious. I've endured a night of suffering in the freezing cold. Bring me some bottles of drink as compensation for this ordeal," Rogers pleaded, his face displaying a deep sense of injustice. The patrol guards stood dumbfounded, taken aback by his audacity. They had never expected someone who had managed to incite the entire town against them to boldly demand a bottle of wine. One of the officials sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Rogers, you won't be receiving just a bottle of drink. What awaits you is much more than that. You are under arrest for rebellion,