Chapter 1: When the father suffers humiliation, the son will surely avenge him

  At this moment, a black-clad man in his late twenties, holding a sharp sword, comforted from behind the woman: "Sister, don't be disappointed. Tell brother which position you want and I'll find a way to get it for you."

  The woman in red heard this and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, "Is what Wangzi Yang said true? But never mind, my father is right behind me, if he finds out I'm afraid I'll get scolded."

  Although the girl was surprised, thinking of her strict father, her tone weakened.

  The prince seemed to have a rare opportunity to show off in front of his heart's desire, and naturally didn't want to let it slip away. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, junior sister, I won't use force on people, there are ways to make them willingly give up their seats, you just choose one."

  The woman in red heard the words and her face suddenly lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling as she scanned the second floor, stopping at a spot by the window.

  Wangzi Yang smiled and said: "Sister, wait a moment, I'll be right back." After speaking, he rushed straight to that child.

  Xiao Chen had already noticed the conversation between the few people, after all, a cultivator's six senses are strong by nature, and even if he didn't intentionally listen to their conversation, it was impossible to deceive his ears. However, since it wasn't related to him, he didn't want to intervene unnecessarily. But at this moment, seeing that Prince Yang was rushing towards this place, his eyebrows couldn't help but furrow slightly. However, immediately afterwards, he relaxed and picked up his wine cup, drinking on his own.

  "This brother, I don't know if you are willing to give up this position to us? I am willing to offer ten taels of silver as compensation." Wang Ziyang saw that Xiao Chen was wearing a scholar's green robe and had no weapons in his hand, looking like a weak and powerless bookworm. His heart slightly relaxed. Although he had spoken very firmly just now, if he really encountered someone with high martial arts skills who wouldn't back down, it would be troublesome.

  "If the master wasn't around, there wouldn't be so much trouble. He could just throw him out directly and that would be it." Wang Ziyang thought to himself, but in his heart, he was quite confident about this matter. Ten taels of silver were enough for several meals here, so he probably wouldn't refuse.

  "Don't let." Xiao Chen didn't even lift his head, holding a wine cup in his hand, saying lightly.

  "What?" Prince Wang Yan was stunned upon hearing this, as if he hadn't understood it. His face showed an expression of incredulity.

  "I said no, did you hear that clearly?" Xiao Chen picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish, saying calmly.

  "This brother, I think this table of dishes is worth no more than one or two taels of silver. If you agree to give up your seat to me, I'll not only let you have today's meal on my account, but I'll also give you an extra ten taels of silver. You'd better think carefully." Wang Ziyang's eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment. If he couldn't even handle a weak and bookish scholar like this, then he would truly lose face in front of the person he was pursuing. From now on, where would he have the face to pursue them? So at this moment, although his tone was calm, it already carried a hint of threat.

  Xiao Chen raised his head, his eyes calm and serene, looking at the man with a faint tone: "Wait for me to finish eating, I will naturally leave. Before that, even if you offer me 1,000 taels of silver, I won't give up my seat. Please leave." Xiao Chen secretly frowned in his heart, this prince had an arrogant attitude from the moment he opened his mouth, making him unhappy. Now, he was even threatening him, and he didn't bother to argue, directly shutting down the conversation.

  "You..." Prince Wang's face turned red with rage, his expression changing unpredictably.

  "Hey! This guy is quite interesting, boasting in front of a woman and now being refuted, why doesn't he hurry up and leave? Doesn't he feel embarrassed staying here?" A soft laughter echoed, the voice was not loud but enough for everyone on the second floor to hear clearly.

  "Who, who is talking nonsense behind my back!" Prince Wang's face suddenly turned bright red, his still handsome face twisted to the extreme, and his eyes gleamed with ferocity as he scanned the direction of the sound.

  The speaker was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man in brocade clothes, holding a white folding fan, with a face as beautiful as jade, and a hint of a sly smile at the corner of his mouth. He was truly a talented young nobleman in a mundane world. However, this person was indeed too delicate, if he were to wear women's clothing, he would certainly be an extremely beautiful woman.

  "What, are you saying that others won't give you a seat, so you want to use force to take mine? The truth is right in front of us, and yet you don't even allow people to speak." The young man "slammed" open the door, shaking his head, with a stiff and bookish appearance.

  The prince's face turned even darker, he turned his head and stared at Xiao Chen, saying in a low voice: "This friend, I've already paid 50 taels of silver, showing enough sincerity. I hope you'll give up your seat to us. Otherwise, this town often has bandits and robbers appearing, who knows, even in broad daylight, there might be bloodshed."

  This sentence is a naked threat. The people eating on the second floor, although mostly wealthy, also changed color at this moment.

  Xiao Chen raised his head and glanced at this person with a faint gaze, and spat out two words from his mouth, "No exchange!"

  "Haha, good, brother is indeed a man of noble character, wealth and honor cannot corrupt him, power and prestige cannot bend him, wonderful person, I wonder if you'd be willing to come over and share a drink with me." The handsome young man slapped his folding fan and burst out laughing, with a rather elegant demeanor.

  Xiao Chen glanced at the man, a hint of color flashing in his eyes, and then slowly shook his head. "Thank you for your kind intentions, but I'm afraid I shouldn't drink too much today. Please excuse me."

  The handsome young man didn't get angry upon hearing this and smiled saying: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

  Watching the two of them chatting and laughing, it turned out that no one took him seriously. The prince's face was full of awkwardness, and his eyes flashed with sharp edges.

  "Hmph! Come back here." At this moment, a majestic voice came from the stairs, and more than a dozen people walked up in succession. The leader was an old man in magnificent attire, with a ruddy complexion and snow-white hair, exuding an aura of unyielding anger, clearly a person who had long been in a position of power.

  "Yes, Master." Prince Wang saw the old man and immediately restrained his aura. He gave Xiao Chen and the handsome young man a fierce glance before quickly walking back to stand behind the old man.

  "Gentlemen, please excuse me. This young apprentice is impulsive and arrogant, and if he has shown any disrespect, I ask for your forgiveness." The old man bowed to the crowd on the second floor, then turned to the fawning little servant and said: "Arrange five upper rooms in the backyard for us, and have our meals sent to our rooms."

  "Alright, sir, just wait a moment."

  Under Xiao Er's lead, the group of people in Chinese clothes went downstairs, but before leaving, that prince looked back with a resentful and venomous gaze.

  Xiao Chen smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart. With his current cultivation, he was comparable to a foundation-building cultivator in the early stages, so naturally, he wouldn't put a mere mortal like him in his mind.

  A cultivator like him didn't pay much attention to desires of the mouth and stomach, after this incident Xiao Chen's interest was also dispersed by more than half, soon afterwards he went downstairs and followed behind Xia'er towards the backyard.

  Behind him, the handsome young man's mouth slightly curled up, looking at his back, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

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