Chapter 2077: How to Tame the Rebellious Youth 26

Time approaches the opening ceremony of the Martial Arts Assembly.

As Ji Lai zhi expected, Jin Chen became busy again; the only person left accompanying him to play in Cangzhou City is Feng Yang.

Although busy, Jin Chen still steals leisure to accompany Ji Lai zhi, also his time to rest and relax—how could discussing affairs with a bunch of rough martial arts chiefs be as fun as staying with one's wife?

Ji Lai zhi also knows this Martial Arts Assembly is not that simple; even the Formless Office finds it troublesome, so it's certainly beyond his control.

Thus, Ji Lai zhi restrains his temper, not wanting to cause trouble for Jin Chen, and his accompanying time is simply going wherever.

That day, while touring Cangzhou City's Lotus Long Causeway, just after half an hour out, someone came to deliver a message.

Jin Chen still held the clay figurine Ji Lai zhi had just bought; hearing this, his expression slightly tightened, and he saw Ji Lai zhi take the figurine together with the snacks over.

"It's fine, you go handle it first." Ji Lai zhi stuffed everything into Feng Yang's arms, leaned sideways to embrace Jin Chen, ducked into the veil to look up at him, and said, "After the Martial Arts Assembly, can we go out to play again?"

"Mm, good." Jin Chen's lips curled slightly, his knuckles brushing his chin tip, "Have fun out there, come back early."

Ji Lai zhi nodded, then quickly tugged at Jin Chen's lip corner, lingeringly rubbing.

Jin Chen suddenly fell silent.

He whispered: "I suddenly don't want to go; discussing matters with those old men is boring."

So annoying.

The subordinates:!!

They anxiously stared at the two figures veiled beneath the cloth, wishing to shout directly, "Venerable, don't let lust cloud your judgment!"

Ji Lai zhi also didn't expect Jin Chen to say that, unable to blink his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed instead to be the calmer one, reaching out to brush Jin Chen's stray temple hairs, then embracing him again, "Or I could go back to accompany you; since you're not here, there's nothing fun to do anyway."

"I can seal my hearing, so I won't listen to your secrets."

Feng Yang, eager to have a great time today:!!!

Feng Yang couldn't help stomping his feet on the ground, trying to call back his friend's conscience, "We said we'd play together today!"

Jin Chen lowered his eyes, smiled slightly, lifted Ji Lai zhi's chin and kissed him.

"Then let's forget it; I can't bear to let you wait boredly for several hours."

Watching Ji Lai zhi cross the bridge, looking back every few steps, Jin Chen turned to walk back, his aura instantly turning hostile and icy, his whole body exuding annoyance.

The subordinates: "..."

Huh.

That once cold-hearted Venerable is gone for good!

Ling Gun Gun blew air beside Jin Chen.

{Hoo… hoo… The toxin inside the Main God's body isn't contagious, so don't be so irritable, keep your big-shot demeanor~ hoo…}

Jin Chen was blown, lifting his veil, drawing frequent glances.

His brows twitched, and the fire in his heart grew larger.

There are still many matters awaiting Jin Chen's discussion.

This time Jin Chen went out partly to find Ji Lai zhi, and partly because the Formless Office has internal traitors—more than one—who have formed their own faction in the branches.

To root them out, it just depends on who, taking advantage of the Venerable's absence, can't hold back first.

If things go smoothly, we can take advantage of this Martial Arts Assembly to eradicate all internal traitors.

Second, it's the treasures of the Formless Office and the Martial Arts Alliance.

Weapons and techniques are treasures all sects vie for; according to the agreement of the previous Martial Arts Assembly, the Formless Office will produce dozens of century-old treasures it has stored, to gift to the top scorer of this Martial Arts Assembly.

The Assembly hasn't even started, yet many sects are covertly acting, wanting to seize the treasures; the Demonic Sect eyes it covetously, but because the Grand Master Venerable holds the fort, no one dares to act directly—still, all are probing at the edge of restlessness.

——

Ji Lai zhi and Feng Yang, who rarely go to big places, are having a blast playing around in Cangzhou.

Although the Little Overlord of Qingyun's fame is not as widespread as before, many still know Ji Lai zhi, including Ji Si Yao's loyal followers; moreover, Ji Si Yao is now a disciple of the Flowing Cloud and Chasing Moon Two Hermits together.

The two groups thus bumped into each other under the bridge.

At that moment, mist laced with August lotus fragrance rose from beneath the bridge arch, while Ji Lai zhi crouched on the blue stone slab, picking the lotus lamp wick.

Suddenly, gravel rustled down from the bridge surface, and seven or eight pairs of black leather six-unity boots shattered the water's reflection.

"I thought someone had polluted Cangzhou's earth energy, but it's actually the unreasonable Young Master of the Ji family."

At the forefront, Ji Si Yao, beside him a mysterious-clothed youth jeered; taking advantage of Feng Yang's inattention, he crushed the newly erected lantern stand with his boot heel, wax tears splattering onto the floor.

"Hey! My lantern stand! Who are you?!" Feng Yang rushed over, furious, glaring angrily.

Ji Lai zhi gripped the bamboo split into two sections, stood up and sneered, "Ji Si Yao's dog leash is getting longer and longer."

He brushed off dust from his clothes, exchanged a glance with Feng Yang, and introduced, "This is my useless younger brother Ji Si Yao, and… his several dogs?"

Ji Lai zhi tilted his head, looking at Ji Si Yao, "What, you're not going to perform that brotherly-friendly act anymore?"

Ji Si Yao: "..."

Whenever he sees Ji Lai zhi, he recalls the pain of his bones broken by Jin Chen; to this day his injury hasn't healed, and his internal strength has regressed by forty percent!

The mysterious-clothed youth protested, "Ji Lai zhi! What's your attitude? Do you know who Ji Si Yao's older brother's master is? Stop putting on airs of a young master!"

Feng Yang: "... Huh, I advise you not to ask."

Ji Lai zhi raised his eyebrows, suppressing his inner turmoil; now is a critical period, he doesn't want to cause trouble for Jin Chen.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you; we'll settle accounts after the Martial Arts Assembly." Ji Lai zhi glanced at Ji Si Yao, his voice cold and harsh like a blade quenched in snow, "Including your and Ji Yuan Shan's poisoning, I'll settle it cleanly."

Ji Si Yao's expression shifted, suddenly revealing a hint of feigned mockery.

Now that they've torn faces, he no longer needs to fear Jin Chen's somewhat mysterious identity.