Don't Treat Me As A Delicate Flower And Pity Me
"This one was only joking. Brother Wu, please don't take it to heart.”
Zhan Ji laughed.
He said it so casually that the martial arts scholar was instantly a little angry.
"Hmph, kid, you like to joke so much, right?”
The Martial Scholar said in a rough voice. He suddenly took two steps forward and raised his hand to grab Zhan Ji's waist.
"Then I'll joke with you too!"
He wanted to lift Zhan Ji up high and kill Zhan Ji's prestige.
Before he could even touch Zhan Ji, Scholar Wu had already imagined the other party's panicked expression in the air.
How can a weak scholar who only knows how to recite poems be a match for my vinegar bowl like fist?
The sound of the wind was soft, and Zhan Ji easily dodged it.
"Eh?"
A trace of doubt flashed across the Martial Scholar's face.
"Good fellow, looks like you've also trained for two years.”
The Martial Scholar's face was full of disdain, but he was a little afraid in his heart!
"You dare to show off your martial arts?"
Before he could finish his words, he grabbed at Zhan Ji's face with one hand.
A strong wind blew across his face. Zhan Ji tilted his head slightly, and the left hand of the Martial Scholar brushed past his cheek.
The Martial Scholar exclaimed in surprise. He quickly changed his move and punched Zhan Ji's chest.
"Brother Wu's temper is a bit too fiery.”
Zhan Ji said with a smile. His left hand lightly brushed across his chest and flicked the martial scholar to the side.
The latter staggered two steps and felt weak all over. It took a while for her to recover some strength.
" Brat, let's just, let's just forget about today's matter. If I find out that you're after my woman again, I won't forgive you…"
Scholar Wu glared fiercely at the servants who were watching the show. He shook his sore hands and said with a straight face.
Zhan Ji smiled and didn't take Wu Zhuangyuan's words to heart.
Zhan Ji didn't have such good teeth for Sister Pomegranate, who was " elegant and beautiful "!
In the following time, the two of them basically did not communicate much.
Zhan Ji didn't mind and kept chatting with the martial arts scholar.
However, the Martial Scholar looked straight ahead and only managed to squeeze out two words after a long time.
"We've arrived at your room."
The Martial Scholar suddenly stopped in his tracks. Zhan Ji, who was behind him, almost bumped into him.
He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhan Ji's hands." These are the keys to your room and the cabinet inside. At the beginning of each month, the accountant will give you twenty taels of money.”
After taking two steps, the Martial Scholar turned around and said fiercely,"Brat, the servant girls live next door. If I find out that you're harassing them, especially my woman, then…"
"Then what?" Zhan Ji asked with a faint smile.
The Martial Scholar paused for a moment. He then remembered that he was not Zhan Ji's match. He opened his mouth wide, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.
"Then let's wait and see!"
With a cold snort, the Martial Scholar shut his mouth in embarrassment and left angrily.
Late at night, Zhan Ji slowly pushed open the door of his room, and the moonlight shone on him.
Zhan Jiwei closed his eyes, feeling the breeze around him and feeling relaxed.
As he breathed in and out, Zhan Ji could clearly feel the subtle changes within a hundred feet around him. This was the enhancement of his senses after he had mastered the unique skill of throwing knives. He could even clearly sense the movement of the insects on the treetops.
The ancients said that he was perceptive, which referred to Zhan Ji's current realm.
"If I can obtain Little Li Flying Dagger's inner force mental cultivation method, I really don't know how terrifying it will be.”Zhan Ji thought to himself.
He stretched his back and his ears moved slightly. He could clearly feel several strong winds sweeping past the courtyard wall.
"There's someone!"
Zhan Ji's expression changed slightly. He leaped and approached the courtyard wall, carefully probing for any movements inside. Through the changes in their footsteps, Zhan Ji already knew that there were four people in total and that they had a certain level of martial arts.
"Oh no, the next door is the courtyard where the servant girls live!”
Zhan Ji suddenly understood. The four obscenities must have coveted the beauty of the Four Fragrance of Huafu and wanted to come here to steal.
However, the four of them did not know the exact location, so they quickly ran to another place.
Zhan Ji should be able to catch them off guard if he went over early.
He exerted strength under his feet and silently climbed over the courtyard wall. He happened to stand face to face with a figure.
The other party had a thin physique, and was obviously a woman. She was only around twenty years old, and her appearance was ordinary, but she was dressed gorgeously. Not only that, but the other party also had all kinds of strange costumes on his face, which made one's hair stand on end at a glance.
"Uh, may I ask if this young lady is the famous Sister Shiliu?”Zhan Ji cupped his fists and said solemnly.
"Not bad."
Sister Shiliu put on a charming and delicate look as she gently played with a strand of hair with her left hand." I'm the charming and peerless Sister Shiliu.”Then, Sister Pomegranate winked at Zhan Ji flirtatiously.
"Farewell!"
Zhan Ji turned around and was about to leave, but Sister Pomegranate opened her arms lazily and blocked him.
"Sister Shiliu, it's not late today. You should go back and rest early. Otherwise, it won't be good for your skin.”Zhan Ji forced a smile.
"It's not good for your skin without a man's nourishment.”Sister Pomegranate's body leaned towards Zhan Ji as if she had no bones. A strong smell of rouge and powder came over, choking Zhan Ji.
"Do you want to help?" Sister Pomegranate pouted and leaned over to Zhan Ji. Many servants knew that the martial arts champion had lost to Zhan Ji. In the spread of gossip, it had already evolved into a duel between Zhan Ji and the martial arts scholar for Sister Pomegranate.
"There's no need for that."
Zhan Ji leaned against the wall and moved Sister Pomegranate's face to the side.
"Hehe, I already know your intentions. Since you're willing to fight against the Martial Scholar for me, how can I let you down? Come on, don't treat me as a delicate flower and pity me!”
Sister Pomegranate thought that Zhan Ji was introverted, so she simply spread her arms and pounced on Zhan Ji.
Opposite Sister Pomegranate, who was already in heat, Zhan Ji took a deep breath and clenched his fists, thinking that he could knock her out with one punch.
"Ah…"
Before Zhan Ji could make a move, Sister Pomegranate screamed and fell to the ground.
Behind Sister Shiliu, a man with an extremely wretched appearance leisurely withdrew his fist.
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