A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 2

To everyone's surprise, when the girl heard him also call her "my humble wife," she immediately grabbed the handsome man, covered her face, and cried, "Fourth Brother!"

The handsome man was furious.

"Tie him up!"

At a single command, the execution was incredibly swift. Lin Feifei was still dazed when she saw four tall, burly servants in blue robes walk up from behind.

She was startled. Good heavens, she hadn't even noticed that he had bodyguards behind him. This guy was no ordinary person! She never imagined she had offended such a powerful figure.

Fortunately, this is a scenic area; would they dare to resort to violence in front of so many people...?

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"You've got some nerve, daring to flirt with our Fourth Madam!"

"I...I...I flirted with her?"

Lin Feifei pointed to her own nose, looking incredulous—flirting? Are you kidding me? What era is this? Saying something is considered flirting? Can't you see I'm a woman too!

However, before she could figure it out, the four men had already pounced on her.

This is a scenic area! How can fighting in broad daylight go unpunished? She hurriedly looked around, but instead of helping, everyone around her shook their heads and looked at her with disdain.

"Wait...you dare to hit someone?...This is a public place...help me!!!"

She took off running into the crowd.

—I'm a woman, after all. How come that guy has no 'chivalry' for women at all!

"Chase after them!"

The handsome man, his face contorted with rage, issued the "order": his wife had been harassed in front of so many people; if he didn't catch the bastard and teach him a lesson, where would his pride be?

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Lin Feifei was so scared that she only cared about running for her life, and she tried to squeeze through any road she could find, but the people behind her were still chasing her relentlessly.

What should she do? Her legs were so weak she could barely lift them.

My eyes lit up.

As we approached, an elderly Taoist priest in his fifties walked slowly towards us, wearing a white whisk and a purple Taoist robe, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the time for praise. Lin Feifei, who usually struggled to run 800 meters, was in excruciating pain after being forced to run such a long distance today. In desperation, she rushed over, crying out, "Help—"

Seeing this, the old Taoist smiled slightly and reached out to support her.

The four servants in blue robes behind him also showed admiration and bowed, saying, "Master Zixu!"

It turned out that this old Taoist was none other than the Master Zixu, who presided over the Maoshan Sect and was as famous as Master Daoqing of the Southern Celestial Masters Sect and Master Wuzhi of Dinglin Temple in Jinling. He was skilled in Taoist arts, kind-hearted and benevolent, and had more than a thousand disciples, dozens of whom were outstanding and famous. Therefore, he was highly respected both in and out of the court and among the people.

He simply bowed slightly to the four of them and said, "This humble Taoist greets you."

With a "thump".

"Ouch!"

Five pairs of eyes immediately turned to Lin Feifei.

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Lin Feifei sat on the ground with a long face, panting heavily, her face flushed. It turned out she was just too tired; when Master Zixu so suddenly let go of her hand to bow, she had fallen to the ground.

One of them glared at her and said angrily, "Master, this brat just flirted with the Fourth Madam. We must capture him and take him back to report."

"Teasing?" Master Zixu looked at Lin Feifei in surprise, then shook his head and laughed.

"I...I'll...you head!" She was both anxious and angry, managing to utter these few words before starting to pant again.

Seeing that she was stubborn, the four servants in blue were about to start another attack.

Master Zixu laughed heartily, gestured for her to stop talking, and then turned to the four servants in blue robes: "So that's how it is. I guarantee she would never harass a woman. There must be some misunderstanding."

The four were stunned. Why would Master Zixu plead for such a frivolous person?

"this……"

Seeing that Lin Feifei still couldn't speak, Master Zixu didn't want to expose her, so he smiled and said, "How about the four of you do me a favor?"

"This...our fourth young master..."

"You four can speak frankly with Young Master Wen; he will not make things difficult for you."

Upon hearing this, the four men exchanged glances and came up with a plan—Master Zixu was highly respected, even officials in the court had to give him face, and there were many times when people needed his help, so the Fourth Young Master probably wouldn't be able to refuse.

The four exchanged a glance, and the one in the lead immediately laughed and said, "What are you saying, Master? This kid is just lucky to have met a master."

After exchanging a few more words, the four of them took their leave.

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"Thank you, Daoist Master. Are you from Yuanfu Palace?" Lin Feifei finally realized what was happening and happily grabbed his Daoist robe to get up. Her legs still ached, so she bent over and started massaging them, muttering, "How ridiculous! What era are we living in that they still use the word 'flirt'..."

Master Zixu remained amiable: "They must have mistaken the female benefactor for a man and made a misunderstanding."

"Yeah, yeah, they even called me 'kid'," Lin Feifei said, feeling both embarrassed and deflated. Even though her T-shirt was oversized, she didn't think it made her look that masculine. "How am I like a kid? Really..."

Master Zixu looked at her and said, "The female benefactor's attire is rather peculiar, which is why they misunderstood."