Kerouac's Not Simple

  "Rong Mei, humph, you've rejected me so many times, do you think you can escape this time?" Clark let out a sneer like the sound of a mouse gnawing its teeth. He pounced on Rong Mei, perfectly portraying the villain from the TV show.

  "Ke Le Shixiong, if you come any closer I won't be polite!" Rong Mei's voice was full of panic as she continuously backed away.

  "Where can you escape to?" Clark sneered at Rong Mei. His own strength was indeed not as strong as Rong Mei's, but relying on his poisonous techniques, he had few disciples in the Holy Land who could rival him. Even now, with Feng Feng's popularity soaring, he didn't even bother to give him a glance.

  "Tsk, tsk! How embarrassing, too embarrassing. After all this time, you can't even get one woman to fall for you. You're really losing face, and it's matching your character. I feel embarrassed just thinking about it." Yu Feng stepped out from under the secretive tree.

  This guy's moral character is obviously a million times better than Clark's. This bastard, even being a bad egg doesn't have any technical value, it's too embarrassing for me.

  "Yī Fēng?" Clark saw Yī Fēng slightly stunned, and then called out in doubt.

  "What? Surprised to see me?" Yifeng looked at Clark with a faint smile.

  "Unexpected, of course unexpected. How? Are you also interested in coming once? If you're interested, I can even let you take the lead." Clark's previous impatient look suddenly disappeared, and he smiled very generously at Feng.

  Yi Feng's gaze suddenly condensed, and he smiled slightly: "Sorry, I don't like things that others have used, nor do I like things that I've used to be used by others."

  Yi Feng's words made Rong Mei's face turn slightly pale. She bit her lip, but said nothing.

  "Hehe, since Feng Shao isn't interested, then I'll just have to settle for second best. I don't have as high standards as Feng Shao, as long as she's a woman, that's good enough." Clark said with a smile, glancing at Yi Feng.

  Yi Feng looked at the man in front of him, and the smile on his face grew even more: No wonder he could let a certain elder of the Holy Land teach him poisonous techniques, and no wonder he could also enter the back mountain. This changing face speed, this skill, is far superior to that Liu Feng.

  "Hou Yi's senior apprentice..."

  Rong Mei saw Clark pounce on him again, and she was greatly shocked. She quickly dodged behind Yi Feng's back, tightly embracing his arm with both hands, her eyes filled with terror.

  The warm and soft feeling transmitted from her arm made Rong Feng's heart skip a beat. He was about to withdraw his hand, but somehow he accidentally caressed it a few times instead.

  Rong Mei felt the restlessness of the arm in her bosom, and a blush rose to her face. She glared fiercely at Yi Feng, scolding him silently: You really don't put me in your eyes, you're also a hypocrite. Men are indeed despicable creatures.

  Ke Le saw Yun Mei hiding behind Rong Feng's back, and he couldn't help but chuckle: "Feng Shao, if you're really interested, just say so, I can let her go to you."

  Klake's faint smile made the smile on Yifeng's face even more dissolved. He was not afraid of Liufeng, a hypocrite like that, but for a real small person like Klake who had brains, he was much more cautious.

  "Haha, Klaque, Shidai used to say that we're both despicable, and I used to sneer at her. Now I realize there's some truth to it. Without regard for one's own dignity, using base methods, laughing and joking while doing shady things. This is something I really appreciate." Yifeng said with a laugh.

  Rong Mei heard Yue Feng's words and cold sweat broke out on her forehead: Despicable, shameless, and beastly, yet he spoke with such pride, truly shameless to the extreme.

  "Too much credit, too much credit. I'm far inferior to Feng Jun. At least Feng Jun is as shameless and unscrupulous as I am, but his reputation is much better than mine." Clark burst out laughing, seemingly not caring about his notorious reputation at all.

  "Each other, each other." Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "My reputation in the Holy Land is not necessarily much better than yours. To be honest, I quite admire you."

  Kerker laughed: "In the entire Holy Land, there are few people I can look up to, Feng Xiao is ranked first."

  A chill ran down her spine: these two people seemed to be heading in a direction that was detrimental to herself, was she really going to be unlucky?!

  As expected, Clark said: "Feng Shao, the woman behind you, if you like her, I'll give her to you. If you don't like her, how about letting my little brother enjoy her?"

  Yi Feng smiled slightly, turned his head to look at Rong Mei behind him, and from under her clothes, he could still see a snowy ditch. Yi Feng knew that if he wasn't here today, Rong Mei would probably not be able to escape this disaster. Moreover, Yi Feng believed in the Clark in front of him. Even after doing all these things, he absolutely wouldn't receive punishment from the Holy Land.

  Not for any other reason, but because of Clarke's cleverness, he dares to be so reckless. Then he can bear the consequences.

  "Originally, you two were supposed to have a friendly match, and I wouldn't have stopped it. However, unfortunately, the problem lies in that triangular red mark on the back of your hand." Yī Fēng said with a faint smile.

  Klake seemed puzzled by the meaning of this sentence, and even his own triangular red birthmark annoyed him? This reason is too unreasonable! However, Klake soon burst out laughing: Reasoning with Yifeng was like talking about romance with a sow.

  "Heh heh, Feng Xiao's reasoning has always been so unique. What do you want to do then? Or else, let me enjoy it first and we can slowly discuss this issue later?" Clark didn't show any displeasure at all, still smiling as he said that.

  Rong Mei's heart suddenly tightened when she heard Clark's words. The two people in front of her were not normal, and Yi Feng might really agree to this condition that others thought was impossible.

  Yī Fēng pulled his hand out of that warm and soft embrace, although it was indeed very comfortable, but Yī Fēng didn't want to have too much contact with Róng Mèi.

  "It doesn't matter to me, but if I let you enjoy first and then deal with you, it's probably not going to have the desired effect. After all, I'm here to make you suffer." Yifeng said with a smile, and people who didn't know them would think they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.

  Kerker gazed at the man in front of him, his face expressionless, but secretly calculating: he didn't believe all the rumors circulating about this sacred place. If this kid was a waste, then everyone in this sacred place must be a waste too. Even if his meridians were severed and he couldn't cultivate Qi, it wouldn't be that simple. Someone who could be valued so much by the elder couldn't possibly be a waste.

  Kurk is not as arrogant as Liufeng, although he has the worst reputation in the Holy Land. In a situation where everyone hates him, he can still live so freely and recklessly, can't he? Moreover, this is the Holy Sect where the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Therefore, Yi Feng is also very cautious towards the man in front of him, Liufeng is a clown compared to Kurk.

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