Chapter 224

Looking at Shi Song, who grew more excited the more he spoke, his eyes turning redder and his voice more choked.

All the fellow disciples present were dumbfounded; the Third and Fourth Elders even unconsciously loosened their grip.

They originally thought Shi Song was ashamed and indignant because his body had been seen, but now it seems not that simple.

Seeing everyone stunned and silent, Shi Song, too, was fuming, and continued to shout angrily at Hong Zun.

"Four thousand nine hundred years, I preserved my purity for four thousand nine hundred years, it's all ruined—do you say this isn't a big deal?"

"How are you going to compensate me? How are you going to compensate me for the purity of this life?"

"How can I face Juéqíng Shītài after this? How can I go see her..."

Huh????

Juéqíng Shītài? The old nun from Gumu Hermitage? Why the hell are we talking about her?

For a moment, several fellow disciples exchanged glances, looking suspiciously at Shi Song, and the Third Elder even spoke up.

"Senior Brother, the Juéqíng Shītài you just mentioned—is that the one from Gumu Hermitage?"

At that moment he seemed to realize, his words cut off, his face involuntarily flushing, he put on a bashful, embarrassed look.

"What Juéqíng Shītài? Did I say that?"

"Damn it, you don't need to say it—it's all written on your face. The Third Elder just asked casually; why are you so shy?"

"Wrong, after all these years as fellow disciples, when did you get involved with Juéqíng Shītài? She's a nun, a member of the Fomen."

Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, Tian Nong, and the others present have known each other since childhood, having gone through life and death together; one could say they all know each other's backgrounds, but they never knew Shi Song had any connection with Juéqíng Shītài.

This is outrageous; suspicion grew in their eyes, under the stare of so many pairs of eyes, Shi Song could barely hold on, and he simply gave up and spoke recklessly.

"Fine, I admit it—I really did say Juéqíng Shītài just now, but so what? What does it prove?"

"This isn't proof—it's obvious. Every time you mention Juéqíng Shītài, your face flushes; how else could you explain it?"

The others still didn't respond, continuing to stare at Shi Song, increasingly unable to bear it, they gritted their teeth.

"Alright, I lay my cards on the table—I really do like Juéqíng Shītài, but so what? Am I not allowed to have someone I like?"

"Good fellow, I never expected Shi Song to hide it so deeply. Hearing that, Hong Zun chuckled."

"As expected of a Shī xiōng, your taste is so unique—you're not afraid of a nun; I, your junior brother, admire you."

"Villain, die."

"Hold him down."

Hearing Hong Zun's voice, Shi Song immediately lashed out; the Third and Fourth Elders beside him, seeing this, quickly moved to restrain him again.

"Let go of me, I'll kill him."

His emotions flared up again; seeing this, the Third Elder could only try every means to change the subject, in order to calm Shi Song's anger.

"Senior Brother, you say if you were together with Juéqíng Shītài, would she return to secular life, or would you enter the monastic life?"

As soon as Juéqíng Shītài was mentioned, Shi Song stopped struggling, his face flushing with embarrassment again, and he spoke in a bashful tone.

"Be it as an elder brother or whatever, as long as she likes it, that's fine."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched; you listen, you listen—is this even human speech?

As an esteemed Elder of the Dao Yi Sect's headquarters, you actually manage to utter such............ such "deeply affectionate" words—tell me, how do you intend to enter the monastic life? And even if you do enter the monastic life, how can the two of you still be together?

Looking at Shi Song's state, Qi Xiong helplessly rubbed his forehead; being this Senior Brother is really exhausting, yet there's nothing he can do.

"Since you, my junior brother, are worried about this, if we block the news, surely Juéqíng Shītài won't find out—you can rest easy."

It was meant as a comforting remark, but Shi Song's answer completely pissed off Qi Xiong.

"It's not like that; even if Juéqíng doesn't know about this, I can't get past it in my heart—I............ I'm not pure anymore, senior brother, do you understand?"

"Someone like me, how could I still be worthy of Juéqíng, how could I still be worthy of— I'm dirty..........."

"So what do you suggest we do?"

"I.............."

Faced with Qi Xiong's questioning, Shi Song instead fell silent—what to do, what now?

After a long silence, Shi Song suddenly lifted his head to look at Hong Zun, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"I'll kill Hong Zun first, then commit suicide."

"Damn me."

Hearing that, visible veins bulged on Qi Xiong's forehead—what kind of human monstrosities are these?

Contrastingly, Hong Zun, seeing Shi Song's resolute face, even harboring a death wish, pondered for a moment and then said.

"Senior Brother, you feel you're not worthy of Juéqíng Shītài and can't face her anymore, right?"

No answer, but it was obvious he acquiesced; seeing this, Hong Zun continued.

"Then if my junior brother helps this senior brother win Juéqíng Shītài's affection, this matter............"

"It will be written off."

Before Hong Zun even finished speaking, Shi Song immediately spoke up.

Hearing that, Hong Zun nodded.

"Then let it be settled with a word; I'll leave this to my junior brother."

"Junior brother, are you serious?"

"Absolutely certain."

"Haha, good junior brother."

Breaking free from the Third and Fourth Elders' grasp in one motion, Shi Song took a few steps to stand before Hong Zun, smiling broadly as he spoke.

If we could truly bring the revered teacher back, today's affair would be as trivial as a single hair among nine oxen.

Seeing the two of them passionately embracing, a picture of harmonious fellow disciples, Qi Xiong no longer wanted to say anything; now there's only one matter left to resolve.

"Since your matters are settled, let's talk about mine now."

Senior Brother, what's the matter?

My Dong Fu, as fellow disciples, I'll give you a discount—five million top-grade spirit stones.

You guys are actually happy, but my family's gone bankrupt—I have to pay, I must pay.

Upon hearing this, Hong Zun immediately said he had no money, and Shi Song also looked like he wanted to speak but held back. Seeing this, Hong Zun still laughed.

Shī xiōng, you cover for me first—I really don't have any.

But this money is all I've been saving up with Juéqíng Shītài...

Shi Song naturally has savings, after all, he's not a drunkard like Hong Zun.

Junior brother, didn't you promise Shī xiōng you'd definitely convince Juéqíng Shītài? So why are you still saving this money?

Really?

Indeed.

Then I'll cover it first?

Shī xiōng, you can rest assured—junior brother will definitely bring the nun to you.

Remember to be gentle.

That's a must.

Finally, Shi Song alone compensated Qi Xiong for the Dong Fu money. Seeing this, Qi Xiong had no more words, turned and left—what a bunch of lunatics, he didn't want to stay another minute.

After Qi Xiong left, everyone then left the main hall. At the moment of parting, Shi Song still had a solemn expression as he said to Hong Zun.

Junior brother, please.

Shī xiōng, rest assured—when junior brother makes a move, capturing her is as easy as reaching out; the nun will definitely be yours, even if heaven itself came, it couldn't keep her—I guarantee it.

Hong Zun left, and Shi Song cheerfully returned to the Law Enforcement Hall.

At the same time, in the kitchen, Ye Zhangqing leaned back on the Tǎng yǐ, muttering softly.

It's about time I went out for a walk—I still haven't properly seen this world.