The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

Thinking about the gap in their strength, the woman in black finally calmed down.

He still had her pinned to the table!

'Just as Chen Erbao said, if he really had any ill intentions, we'd probably have gone a few hundred rounds by now…'

The more she thought about it, the calmer she became, but she was still annoyed. Huffing, she said, "Unblock my pressure points first!"

"You're not going to attack me, are you?"

Chen Erbao asked skeptically.

"I won't!"

Upon hearing her promise, Chen Erbao finally released her arm. He raised his hand and tapped her body twice—TAP, TAP. The woman felt the Spiritual Qi inside her begin to circulate once more. She stretched a bit and then moved far away from Chen Erbao.

Seeing her still watching him guardedly, Chen Erbao sighed in resignation. "I just don't get it. I do one good deed, and nobody believes me!"

The woman rubbed her sore wrist, her beautiful eyes still blazing with anger. She shot Chen Erbao a venomous glare. "Whatever you say, you took advantage of my senior sister. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"I already told you, damn it, I was treating her! Or would you have been happy to just watch your senior sister die?"

"You... You're just making excuses!"

Unable to win the argument, the woman in black turned her head away in a huff.

Still, she was now fairly certain that Chen Erbao wasn't the kind of person she had imagined.

"I haven't even asked you yet. What's your name? And why'd you steal my stuff earlier today?"

She hesitated for a moment at his question before replying coldly:

"Song Yao... And I didn't steal it. I bought it!"

"Hah!"

Chen Erbao scoffed. "You bought it? Did you discuss it with me first?"

Song Yao retorted righteously, "Check your pocket. I left money, didn't I?"

Chen Erbao froze. He rummaged through his pockets and, sure enough, found an extra five hundred yuan. His expression darkened. He slapped the money onto the table and laughed in exasperation. "I spent fifteen thousand on this, and you think you can just take it for five hundred?"

What the hell was five hundred yuan going to do?!

It was a Spirit-Containing Object! He wouldn't trade it for five million, let alone five hundred!

Song Yao was stunned when she heard the price. Then, she looked at him as if he were an idiot and seemed to spot a business opportunity. "Fifteen thousand? Are you dense? It's just junk from a street stall. If you want, I can get you a whole pile of them. How about I charge you ten thousand a pop?"

Chen Erbao rolled his eyes in frustration.

He dangled the Jade Ring in front of Song Yao. "Look closely. This thing contains Spiritual Qi! And you think you can buy it for ten thousand?"

Song Yao blinked, a confused look on her face. "What Spiritual Qi? What are you talking about?"

Chen Erbao frowned at her. "The energy in your meridians... isn't that Spiritual Qi?"

When he'd struck her pressure points earlier, he'd noticed she also had Spiritual Qi in her body. It was just much weaker than the woman in white's—not even as strong as Lin Rui's, and he'd only dual-cultivated with her once!

Song Yao gave Chen Erbao a strange look. "I practice with Inner Strength. What's Spiritual Qi? You read too many fantasy novels?"

"???"

Chen Erbao's brow furrowed. He recalled meeting Chuck, who had also talked about externalizing his Inner Strength and being in the Grandmaster Realm.

'Could it be…'

'Do Ancient Martial Artists call Spiritual Qi 'Inner Strength'?'

Chen Erbao couldn't wrap his head around it, so he decided not to argue the point for now. "Let's put that aside... The fact is, you stole from me, then you attacked me. I let you go, then I saved your senior sister. You've repaid kindness with malice twice now. So, you tell me. How are we going to settle this?"

Song Yao was clearly in the wrong, but she refused to back down. "I... Oh, right! How's my senior sister?"

Remembering her senior sister was still alone in the room, she immediately ignored Chen Erbao and turned to run inside.

"..."

Chen Erbao felt mentally exhausted. Running into Song Yao today was just his rotten luck.

He'd saved someone out of kindness, only to be completely misunderstood.

'Still, gotta admit, that white-clothed woman's chest…'

'So supple!'

Chen Erbao savored the memory for a moment, then started wandering around the main hall.

A few moments later, Song Yao and the woman in white emerged.

Chen Erbao looked up and saw that the woman in white had regained her complexion. At the very least, she no longer looked injured.

Evidently, Song Yao had already explained the situation, as she didn't immediately come out screaming for his head.

Walking up to Chen Erbao, the woman in white cupped her fist and said softly,

"Thank you for saving my life, sir. I have no way to repay this debt..."

'Chen Erbao thought she was about to offer herself to him in repayment,' but to his surprise, the woman just gave a slight nod and said,

"If you need anything in the future, you can come find me here!"

A little disappointed, Chen Erbao's gaze drifted to her full chest, which was accentuated by the cinched waist of her long dress.

He couldn't help but recall how she'd felt in his hands back in the room...

The woman noticed his gaze, and her expression changed slightly. A blush crept up her cheeks as she instinctively covered her chest with her hands. "My name is Xia Qingxue. About before... Thank you very much!"

She had indeed been terrified when she first woke up, thinking Chen Erbao had done something... unspeakable to her while she was unconscious. But after he left, she had carefully checked herself over. The poison was truly gone. In truth, she had already started to believe him then. After Song Yao's explanation, she had finally let her guard down completely.

Still, talking with him face-to-face now felt a bit awkward.

'After all… Chen Erbao was the first man to ever see her body…'

"It was nothing," Chen Erbao said. "I'm Chen Erbao, from Jiangnan. I was just passing by and it was no trouble at all. I hope you can forgive me if I caused any offense, Miss Xia."

Although he'd been completely misunderstood, Chen Erbao was magnanimous and wouldn't get angry over such a small thing.

Xia Qingxue nodded, her expression still a bit stiff. "Mr. Chen, I have quite a few acquaintances on Antique Street. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. I'll help in any way I can!"

'You guys can't even recognize Spiritual Qi,' Chen Erbao thought. 'What damn help could you possibly be!'

"Are you an Ancient Martial Artist, Miss Xia?"

He had heard the term from Chuck.

"Hardly. Compared to you, Mr. Chen, the difference is night and day."

Xia Qingxue knew how severe her injuries had been; she'd been on the brink of death. Yet with a seemingly casual effort, Chen Erbao had healed her completely. His abilities were simply inconceivable to her.

"If I may ask, Mr. Chen, from whom did you learn your skills?"

"I grew up in a mountain village and studied for a few years under an old doctor of traditional medicine. He never told me his name, so..."

Chen Erbao pulled out his usual excuse, his all-purpose shield: the old traditional medicine doctor.

Hearing this, Xia Qingxue's eyes went wide, and she blurted out, "You're not a disciple from one of the Major Sects, Mr. Chen?"

"Sects? To be honest, before meeting you, Miss Xia, I didn't know any other Ancient Martial Artists."

Other than Chuck, he really didn't know a single person who cultivated Spiritual Qi. And even when Chuck fought him, he hadn't displayed any techniques involving Spiritual Qi—he was just more agile and experienced.

Hearing Chen Erbao's words, Song Yao and Xia Qingxue's mouths dropped open in astonishment. "Are you telling the truth?"

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