Einfacher Congee-Roman

Kapitel 19

She flinched in fright, her heart pounding.

"Please come out."

Huh? Calling her? No way... Fan Qingbo nudged the burly man behind him, "Hey, I'm calling you."

Before the burly man could react, a man in white appeared out of nowhere. "Haha, Silver Scholar, you truly live up to your reputation! I thought my lightness skill was quite good, but you spotted me so easily!"

The scholar bowed deeply, saying, "You flatter me."

After exchanging pleasantries, the scholar gathered his wet hair behind his back, glanced around, and said, "Come out."

A man wielding a meteor hammer appeared out of thin air.

"come out."

A man wielding a large knife appeared out of nowhere.

As the scholar called out, martial arts figures from all walks of life, wielding all sorts of weapons, sprang up from all directions like mushrooms after rain. Fan Qingbo never understood in his entire life how such a small, flat hillside, with an end visible at a glance, could hide so many people.

Finally, the scholar turned his gaze to the only short tree on the mountain.

Fan Qingbo instinctively tried to push the burly man behind her out, but she pushed empty air. The man's voice rang out from not far away: "Hey little sister, stop hiding. Wipe your drool and nosebleed and come out!"

When the scholar heard the words "young lady," his body visibly trembled. Upon hearing the words "saliva and blood," a fierce murderous intent instantly rose in his eyes as he glared angrily at the short tree.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill for the "young lady" behind the tree.

In the martial arts world, everyone knows that among the top two on the weapon ranking list, the Golden Painter is not averse to women, while the Silver Scholar is not interested in them. It is said that when the Silver Scholar first entered the martial arts world, many bold women, seeing his weak and vulnerable appearance, would throw themselves at him and harass him. As a result, those women were either injured or crippled, and they all left the martial arts world, causing a long period of horrific imbalance in the martial arts world.

Now, that "young lady" is actually spying on him while he's taking a bath, and she's even drooling and getting nosebleeds...

The tree branch swayed, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the scene of bloodshed and tragic death.

"hey-hey."

Before the person arrived, the sound preceded them. To everyone's surprise, the Silver Scholar's murderous aura vanished immediately after hearing the two dry laughs, and his expression turned to confusion. When the person behind the tree came out, his face turned completely red!

Seeing him blush, Fan Qingbo, who was initially a little intimidated, was no longer afraid or embarrassed. This was the bookworm she knew.

"Um, I was just passing by, you guys continue, don't mind me..."

"Hey, young lady, didn't you come here to challenge the Silver Scholar to a duel, just like us?" The burly man's voice boomed like thunder.

Uh, so all those people coming here to challenge the scholar to a duel were actually looking for a group sex session... Fan Qingbo pouted, "Great hero, do I look like someone who knows martial arts?"

The big man didn't believe it. "Young lady's footwork is light and elusive. She is clearly someone who possesses superb lightness skills."

"Light and elusive footwork... I'm also physically cold and often have a bluish aura, why don't you just call me the Azure-Winged Bat King?" Fan Qingbo rolled her eyes. In the end, it was all because her soul wasn't fully integrated with this body.

“Miss Fan indeed does not know martial arts.” The scholar’s expression returned to normal as soon as his gaze left Fan Qingbo. He explained gently to the burly man, and added, “Also, I have already crippled myself and voluntarily relinquished my ranking as the second in the world. Please leave.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Qingbo clearly saw that the faces of all the challengers twisted to varying degrees.

The first man in white to appear said helplessly, "Brother Shu was able to easily identify our hiding place. How can we believe in the so-called self-criticism of martial arts?"

The scholar paused for a moment, frowned slightly, then blinked and said, "I guessed."

Even a ghost wouldn't believe that, right?

Sure enough, the eight challengers started chattering amongst themselves. One said, "Brother Shu, are you looking down on us by making all these excuses?" Another said, "We won't stop until we've decided a winner!" The scholar was overwhelmed. Seeing this, Fan Qingbo thought, "Now's the time to slip away," and quickly turned around and strode forward—

"Miss Fan, wait! I'll go back with you. I still have some things to ask you..."

She stiffened for a moment, then turned around with a smile on her face. "Isn't Young Master Shu busy? I won't bother you any longer. You can talk about it when we get back."

The scholar raised his eyebrows slightly. "Young Master Shu?" Yes, this woman always called him "Young Master Shu" when she didn't mean it.

Before they knew it, the group of martial arts practitioners had stopped their commotion. The man in white, seeing the supposedly woman-averse scholar with the silver pen displaying an expression akin to a young girl's first stirrings of love, felt a mixture of disbelief and apprehension. Then, the burly man who had previously shared the shelter with Fan Qingbo asked bluntly, "Young lady, are you and this scholar with the silver pen quite intimate?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Qingbo was immediately annoyed. Had she gone mad? Saying "we'll talk about it when we get back" clearly meant she was familiar with the idiot, and who knew what trouble that would cause! She felt a slight panic, but her face remained impassive, and she smiled calmly and replied, "We're not exactly close. This young master is the tutor of one of my neighbors' sons. We've only met a few times."

She looked at the scholar, wanting to signal him to cooperate, but saw that he looked embarrassed, his eyes darting around, looking up and down, not daring to look directly at her. After a moment's thought, she realized that he was being coy because of the big man's words about "intimacy".

*Facepalm* What's wrong with you, you idiot? Why are you so shameless all the time, regardless of the situation? We're surrounded by enemies now. It doesn't matter if you die, but I'm someone whose life is written in the Book of Life and Death that I'm destined to live to be forty-six. I'm not going to die now. If I get injured or crippled, and my life is worse than death, can you afford to compensate me, you bastard?!

Under Fan Qingbo's overly ardent gaze, the scholar finally snapped out of his daze, lowered his eyelids, and stammered, "Whatever Miss Fan says, goes."

Fan Qingbo looked up at the sky speechlessly. She was about to cry. Young Master Shu, Hero Shu, I asked you to cooperate in drawing a clear line, but what do you mean by that "I am completely at my husband's disposal" expression? Actually, you are my long-lost brother who has been ill for many years, aren't you?

She admitted that he did look incredibly handsome and pitiful, but then who would believe her innocence...?

Before she could even mourn her tragic fate, she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind beside her ear, a few strands of hair on her shoulder were cut off and fell to the ground, and a sharp sword was placed against her neck.

Author's Note: This chapter is now complete. There will be a full chapter tomorrow, not just half a chapter!!! (Is this something to be proud of? *gets dragged away*)

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14. Field combat in the back mountains and stuff...