Chapter 127

Chapter 127: The Clown

As Zhu Min rushed out, the two elder guardians behind him immediately broke into a cold sweat.

What was this fool Zhu Min thinking, showing himself now? Was he just asking to be humiliated again?

Damn it, following him really brought them eight generations of bad luck!

But what could they do?

As servants, they didn’t dare to impede their master’s business!

Seeing Zhu Min arrive, Mo Wu and Yao Qingtian and the others did not look pleased.

“Young Master Zhu, I think it would be best to call off the duel we previously agreed upon. You really don’t need to make a fool of yourself,” Mo Wu said coldly.

Zhu Min’s expression darkened, and he felt very unhappy.

This time, not only did he fail to get rid of those bastards from Biyan Cave, but even Ji Guiyi, his intended ally, had been taken by Xuanyang Immortal Mansion.

With things developing this way, once he returned home, he was afraid of being relentlessly pursued. It wouldn’t just be a simple matter of being mocked and insulted.

That’s why he jumped out; he had to find a way to explain himself when he got back.

“Elder Mo, what do you mean by that? We swore by our soul blood; is it just on your word to call it off? Do you think my Zhu family is some kind of mud doll that’s easy to bully?” Zhu Min reprimanded coldly.

Mo Wu frowned deeply, cursing this idiot in his heart. How could he show up now to stir up trouble and put him in a difficult position in front of the Young Master?

However, before he could speak, Young Master Lin voiced, “This duel was decided unilaterally by Mo Wu, and I represent the Immortal Mansion in vetoing it. You need not continue to press.”

Feeling the terrifying aura from Young Master Lin, Zhu Min couldn’t help but feel shocked. At the same time, he was extremely jealous. After all, he and this Lin fellow were of the same generation, with only a slight difference in status.

But Zhu Min could clearly sense that compared to Lin, he seemed like someone from heaven and earth apart. To others, Lin was a dragon, while he was just a worm.

“Lin Xian, Young Master Lin! Just now, I saw you handling things with grace and propriety. Why is it that when it comes to my Zhu family, your attitude has changed? You’re forcing me not to honor the agreement—what do you want me to do?” Zhu Min looked aggrieved.

Lin Xian’s expression darkened slightly, “Haha, Young Master Zhu, if you’re so fond of duels, why not take the stage yourself and force others to fight? Is this how you use your power? If you’re not satisfied, why not duel me instead?”

Everyone erupted in laughter.

Zhu Min, the fool, was practically asking for humiliation by doing this.

“You’re overestimating him, Young Master. Not too long ago, this so-called prodigy of the Xuansheng realm, Zhu Min, lost in a duel against twelve true immortals from Biyan Cave. He didn’t lose badly, but you could say he was beaten to the point of being unable to take care of himself; it was absolutely tragic,” Mo Wu seized the opportunity to mock Zhu Min.

“Hahaha.”

The crowd erupted with disdainful laughter.

Even Lin Xian and Ji Guiyi couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. This Zhu Min was actually so weak, and how could someone of the Xuansheng realm lose to twelve true immortals?

What a disgrace! How could he still have the face to come out here?

What a weirdo!

Zhu Min stood frozen in place, his face alternating between green and red, angrily shouting, “Stop talking nonsense! If your Xuanyang Immortal Mansion has any pride, you should honor the agreed duel. If you want to be a coward, then this Young Master can’t stop you!”

Mo Wu, furious upon hearing this, rebuked, “Zhu Min, how dare you behave so arrogantly before the Young Master! I might have to step in and teach you a lesson on behalf of your father!”

Zhu Min retorted, “Elder Mo, you have quite the commanding presence! Xuanyang Immortal Mansion has been using its power to suppress others, and in a few years, let alone my small Zhu family, even the Immortal Kings might look down on you, right? I dare not provoke you!”

At this moment, Yao Jianyuan, who had recovered after taking an elixir, secretly transmitted to Chen Ansheng, saying, “Junior Brother Chen, can you endure this Zhu Min’s antics?”

Chen Ansheng replied, “It’s uncomfortable to watch, but in this setting, it’s not our place to speak.”

Yao Jianyuan transmitted again, “Did you see Lin Xian’s expression? He must be very angry, but this fellow is restrained by ‘decorum’ and can’t make a move. If you actively accept the duel and add a wager, he will definitely allow the duel to proceed.”

Chen Ansheng was taken aback and asked, “What wager? It’s not you going on stage. If I lose, who will I turn to for justice?”

Yao Jianyuan laughed, “Junior Brother Chen, what are you afraid of? With our Senior Brother here, what can Feng Wuqing do to you? Besides, you’ve already mastered the Immortal Soul Sword; if you slip him some help, he will surely win. The odds are quite favorable!”

Chen Ansheng felt somewhat tempted and said, “That makes sense, but what exactly do you mean by a wager?”

Yao Jianyuan transmitted, “You fool! Later on, we will surely have to go to Xuanyang Immortal Mansion. Dangerous or not is one issue, but let’s first flatter this Lin Xian and find a strong backing for ourselves in the future, right? So, you add a wager: if you win, make Zhu Min bow to Lin Xian and apologize. What do you think?”

Chen Ansheng rolled his eyes, “Do you really think Zhu Min is that foolish? He would never agree.”

Yao Jianyuan chuckled, “You don’t understand. Zhu Min comes from a prominent family, where power plays are common. If he can’t return with compensation and territory, he will definitely be pressured. Otherwise, why would he come out to embarrass himself under the pressure of Lin Xian, a Celestial Immortal? Just propose it, and he will surely agree!”

Chen Ansheng pondered for a moment.

This Yao Jianyuan seemed to be more cunning than himself.

Before even entering the mansion, he was pushing for face for the Grand Young Master, which was a beneficial move with no harm.

Moreover, Chen Ansheng still had his eyes on the fifty thousand ink crystals as a reward.

“Let’s do it!”

After contemplating for a bit, Chen Ansheng stepped forward and respectfully saluted Lin Xian, saying, “Grand Young Master, I cannot bear to see a petty person maligning my Xuanyang Immortal Mansion. I implore the Grand Young Master…”

Before he could finish, Chen Ansheng noticed Lin Xian’s expression darken.

Chen Ansheng cursed inwardly, realizing that it seemed Lin Xian’s reaction was not as Yao Jianyuan had analyzed. It felt like he had flattered him the wrong way and expressed the wrong sentiment.

But Zhu Min grinned smugly and said, “Grand Young Master Lin, look, even the challenger himself cannot bear it any longer. If you force this, it will surely be difficult to gain acceptance.”

Hearing this, Lin Xian slapped Zhu Min across the face.

However, he didn’t exert much force, merely leaving a bloody palm print on Zhu Min’s face.

“You!”

Zhu Min staggered back, both angry and terrified.

Lin Xian withdrew his hand, saying blandly, “Do you really think I would tolerate someone like you, a clown?”

Normally, the two elder guardians behind Zhu Min would have jumped out to threaten and shout.

But at this moment, they exchanged glances, pretending as if nothing had happened, and acted as if they had not seen anything.

There was simply no way!

You damn fool Zhu Min, jumping around in front of a Celestial Immortal. Who would dare to stand up for you?

Zhu Min seemed to have been awakened by that slap, internally deciding it was better to flee quickly. Otherwise, if the other party got truly angry, how would he fare against a palm strike that could end his life?

“Stop.”

Just as Zhu Min was about to sneak away with his tail between his legs, Lin Xian called him back nonchalantly.

Then, Lin Xian glanced at Chen Ansheng, “Since you are so eager for battle, how about you have a duel with him?”