Chapter 2083: How to Tame the Rebellious Boy 32

Oh my, the protagonist has become quite strange.

Ling Gun Gun perched on Jin Chen's shoulder, watching the fight and occasionally commenting, 【There's definitely some expert guiding him from behind.】

Jin Chen leaned back relaxed in his chair, watching his wife slaughter all opponents on the stage, showing no sign of urgency.

Ji Si Yao is too impatient.

These days Ji Si Yao has been practicing evil arts, each move and style strictly following the method of suppressing the Shadowless Staff Technique.

But he and Ji Yuan Shan seem to have forgotten that Ji Lai Zhi never learned according to proper cultivation methods; his path is wilder than that of any heretic cultivator.

However, the expert behind Ji Si Yao has some skill—he can turn a good-for-nothing into this, making everything he does succeed.

Jin Chen's gaze swept across the viewing platform, noticing a certain masked figure hidden in the corner, and he suddenly paused.

What a mess this person looks like.

Even a piece of black cloth can't cover his deformed body.

Ling Gun Gun hopped to the other side of Jin Chen's shoulder, nestled there, followed his gaze, and let out a surprised 'eh'.

This person's killing intent toward you is extraordinarily strong!

Jin Chen locked eyes from a distance with the blood-red, hate-filled gaze a few times, raised his eyebrows, and lifted his teacup in a signal.

Masked man: "……"

"Do you recognize who this is?" Ling Gun Gun asked; this person hasn't even appeared in the plot before.

"No."

Jin Chen calmly took a sip of tea.

It's normal for a big shot to have made many enemies.

"……"

With such an awesome persona, you can't hide your pretentious heart.

Cheers rose from the crowd below.

On the stage, Ji Si Yao's evil arts, which specifically counter the Shadowless Staff Technique, gained no advantage at all against Ji Lai Zhi.

Even under Jin Chen's guidance, Ji Lai Zhi's path became ever more inscrutable; even if it wasn't the Formless Office's martial art, anyone studying cultivation could tell at a glance that it was Jin Chen's path.

After all, it's a unique dog-walking style in the martial world, making it hard for people to forget.

Ji Si Yao, after a short while, finally realized he'd been played, gritted his teeth and shouted, 'Ji Lai Zhi! You're deliberately messing with me?!'

"'Oh, you've become so weak, yet now you're surprisingly energetic.'"

Ji Lai Zhi is all too familiar with Ji Si Yao's condition of suddenly bursting with abnormal energy during a fight.

Either he's gone mad from illness, or it's a final burst of light before despair.

It's quite obvious Ji Si Yao is the latter.

Seeing Ji Si Yao fail to kill Ji Lai Zhi, the masked observer in the corner could no longer restrain himself; the projectile he launched was knocked down mid-flight.

He became alert, turned back, and met Jin Chen's dangerous gaze laced with warning, clenching his fists before retreating.

Now is not the time to confront that old monster.

The masked man hid behind the pillar, having to give up on Ji Si Yao.

"'Ji Si Yao, your father is still watching you down below—turn around and take a look.'"

Ji Lai Zhi ghostly sidestepped to avoid the flying needles Ji Si Yao flung, grabbed his hair from behind and flung it backward, pressing him to the edge of the stage, facing Ji Yuan Shan below, who looked on with worry.

"'He's never looked at me with this kind of gaze before.' Ji Lai Zhi whispered near Ji Si Yao's ear, the vermilion dot at the corner of his eye glinting with killing intent, 'But none of that matters now.'"

"'You'll go on the road together with him.'"

"'No……'"

Ji Si Yao didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The blade pierced his heart from behind, his whole body trembling as he collapsed amid the cheers for Ji Lai Zhi filling the hall.

Ji Lai Zhi wiped the blood from his hand, turned back, and flashed a wanton, unrestrained smile at Ji Yuan Shan.

In Ji Yuan Shan's eyes, Ji Lai Zhi's face, which resembled Shen Liu Yue too closely, now looked like a grim reaper come to claim a life.

Ji Yuan Shan ultimately couldn't withstand the successive blows, spitting a mouthful of heart's blood, which was secretly snatched away by someone from the Formless Office.

Villain Blackening Value detected -10, total now 37!

Behind the curtains, Jin Chen saw the masked man disappear; a strange rustling came from the nearby eaves, and he set down his teacup with interest.

Guess how many people they'll send to assassinate me.

Ling Gun Gun let out a gurgling sound, 【Two hundred!】

【……】 Jin Chen tapped its head, 【I guess I'm kind of asking to die, huh?】

But the traitors' stage is all set up; not going to look would be boring.

Jin Chen glanced toward the darkness.

Mo Hei stepped forward a few paces: 'Master?'

'Send someone to secretly protect Lai Zhi; I'll go and return shortly.'

'Yes.'

——

Behind the plaza, away from the crowds of various sects.

Artificial rocks encircle it, the scenery is elegant, yet danger lurks everywhere.

The instant Jin Chen stepped into the formation, black-clad assassins swooped in from the eaves, and poisonous mist-filled hollow explosive pellets were hurled to the ground, spreading toxic mist around Jin Chen.

In the greenish mist, dozens of blurred shadows could be seen clashing, while a lone figure in moon-white moved through them with ease.

"'You can't even learn to cooperate, you little lackey—who sent you here to die?'"

Jin Chen's voice, laced with a smile, echoed within the formation as if coming from all directions.

The assassins instantly lost track of his position; they had clearly taken detox pills beforehand, yet now their dizziness only grew.

A sense of danger welled up in his heart.

But before they could react, they saw the people around them collapsing one after another.

Poisonous mist spread.

Jin Chen stood outside the formation; a silver thread as fine as hair had appeared in his hand at some point, and he used it to bind each assassin's neck from front to back.

"Don't move, or you'll lose your head." Jin Chen kindly warned, then demonstrated using a dead assassin—the silver thread snapped and pierced the neck, severing the body.

The surviving assassins: "……"

Who exactly is the assassin!?

You righteous lot, aren't you a bit too brutal!?

Jin Chen slowly gathered the thread, trussing the remaining assassins like trussed chickens, then thrust a palm strike from a distance.

Pfft—

A force struck their backs, and the poison beads hidden in their mouths were forced out alive, completely eliminating their last threat.

"Who sent you?" Jin Chen asked again, twirling the silver thread at his fingertips that could take a life at any moment.

"... Yin…Yin Attendant." Someone couldn't help but shudder in fear as they spoke.

What is that humanoid monster wrapped in black cloth?

"Yes."

Jin Chen thought, called his subordinate over, tossed the silver thread over, and said, "Continue the interrogation."

"Yes, Venerable."

【Oy!】

Ling Gun Gun suddenly howled, "【Host, hey, the Main God was taken by another one of you!】"

【Speak plainly.】

【It's just… something that looks like you, a puppet?】

Jin Chen's gaze swept over the formation and then lowered.

No wonder they sent a bunch of lackeys to assassinate; it was actually a feint.

If you're talking about who in the martial world is most skilled at manipulating and crafting puppets, it's none other than the Dharma Protector Liu Kui of the Formless Office.

【Oh dear, the Main God seems to have noticed, and is now playing with a puppet.】

"Master!"

Mo Hei rushed over in a panic, "Our people lost the young master."