377: Chapter 377 Can a monk tell fortunes?

The monk still smiled, not minding at all: "Mr. Ye flatters me. If I were to perform cross-talk, all the cross-talk performers in the world would starve to death."

Ye Chen: "..."

This monk is truly shameless.

But then again...

If he cared about his face, he wouldn't have been chased all over the tourist area.

He shook his head, too lazy to argue further, and his gaze landed on Yu Xin.

"Miss Yu, why have you come to see me today?"

Yu Xin bit her lip, the blush on her face deepening.

"Mr. Ye, thank you for saving me on the plane that day."

"I came specifically to thank you today."

Ye Chen waved his hand: "It was just a small effort, no need to be so polite."

Yu Xin looked at him seriously.

"To you, it was a small effort, but to me, it was a life-saving grace."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known something was growing in my body."

"By the time I found out, it might have been too late."

As she spoke, she suddenly bowed deeply to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, thank you!"

Seeing her serious expression, the smile on Ye Chen's face faded slightly.

"Alright, alright, don't be like this."

"Stand up."

Yu Xin straightened up. The blush hadn't faded, but her eyes held a hint of stubbornness.

"Mr. Ye, I have one more presumptuous request."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "Speak."

Yu Xin took a deep breath and spoke up courageously.

"I would like to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude."

"Please, do me the honor."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

A meal?

This girl is quite persistent.

Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, Yan Qingwu, who was nearby, put down her teacup and spoke with a faint smile.

"The Eldest Miss of the Magic City's Yu Family is personally inviting you to dinner. This is a rare honor. How can you refuse her?"

Hearing this, Yu Xin's gaze fell on Yan Qingwu's face, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes: "Who are you?"

Yan Qingwu smiled elegantly: "I'm from the capital, Yan Qingwu."

Yu Xin's expression changed slightly.

The capital's Yan Family?

The Yan Family that could make the capital's circles tremble with just a stomp of their feet?

She sized Yan Qingwu up.

"The Eldest Miss of the capital actually came to the Magic City?"

"How rare."

Her tone carried a hint of hostility.

Yan Qingwu raised an eyebrow, her smile becoming even more brilliant.

"What? Is the Magic City's territory off-limits to people from the capital?"

Yu Xin also smiled. Her smile was just as brilliant but carried a hint of provocation.

"You can come, it's just..."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Ye Chen before returning to Yan Qingwu. "If word gets out that Eldest Miss Yan isn't staying in the capital but instead came to the Magic City to accompany a man, wouldn't people's jaws drop?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu wasn't angry; instead, she laughed out loud.

"Accompany a man?"

"I'm just accompanying the Chief Instructor to handle some business and seeing the local customs of the Magic City while I'm at it."

"As for Miss Yu..."

She sized Yu Xin up. "Inviting someone to dinner right off the bat... isn't this thank-you gift a bit too light?"

The smile on Yu Xin's face stiffened slightly.

The two women's eyes met.

It was as if sparks were crackling in the air.

Sitting on the recliner, Ye Chen watched this scene and suddenly remembered something...

The capital circle and the Shanghai circle had always seemed to be at odds.

People from the capital thought those from the Magic City were too shrewd.

People from the Magic City thought those from the capital were too arrogant.

The two circles had been competing openly and secretly for decades.

And now...

An Eldest Miss from the capital and an Eldest Miss from the Magic City had actually run into each other in front of him.

Just as Ye Chen was about to say something, the fat, large-eared monk approached.

"Amitabha!"

He pressed his hands together, looking compassionate.

"This monk's dharma name is Jiese. I just calculated with my fingers before coming here; Patron, you are in trouble today."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"Calculated with your fingers?"

"A monk can tell fortunes too?"

Jiese cleared his throat and explained solemnly.

"Patron, you are mistaken."

"Fortune-telling is a sideline; saving all sentient beings is my main profession."

"Besides eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name, I occasionally study metaphysics to offer guidance to those destined to meet me."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Yan Qingwu and Yu Xin, and said in a low voice.

"Look, Patron, these two female patrons are at each other's throats as soon as they meet. Isn't this a sign of trouble?"

Ye Chen: "..."

This monk can really talk nonsense.

Leaning back on the recliner, he gave Jiese an annoyed look.

"Master, your so-called trouble is just two women arguing?"

Jiese shook his head, looking profound.

"Not so, not so."

"I have observed the countenances of these two female patrons, and neither is ordinary."

"One has a heroic spirit between her brows; she must come from a family of generals."

"One has stubbornness hidden in her eyes; she must be a young lady from a prestigious family."

"When two such female patrons clash, it seems like a spat on the surface, but in reality..."

He paused and lowered his voice, "They are fighting over a man!"

Ye Chen: "..."

Fighting over a man?

Over whom?

Over himself?

He turned his head to look at Yan Qingwu and Yu Xin.

The two were still staring at each other, one smiling brilliantly and the other brightly, but the scent of gunpowder could be smelled from ten yards away.

Ye Chen suddenly felt that what the monk said seemed to make sense.

But admit it?

Impossible.

He cleared his throat, stood up from the recliner, and walked toward them.

"Alright, alright, you two, stop staring at each other here."

Yan Qingwu withdrew her gaze and glanced at Ye Chen: "I'm blocking peach blossoms for you, can't you tell?"

Hearing this, Yu Xin's face turned slightly red, but she still said stubbornly.

"What peach blossoms?"

"I simply want to thank Mr. Ye for saving my life!"

"Eldest Miss Yan, don't overthink it!"

Yan Qingwu smiled and didn't respond.

But that smile was meaningful.

Yu Xin felt uneasy from her smile, so she simply stopped looking at her and turned to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, just give me an answer. Will you eat this meal or not?"

Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, his brow furrowed slightly.

He turned his head and looked toward the entrance of the field.

"There's movement."

Yan Qingwu was stunned for a moment and followed his gaze but saw nothing.

Yu Xin was also confused.

Only the monk Jiese's smile paused slightly, and a strange light flashed in his smiling eyes.

The next second...

"Bang!!!"

A dull thud exploded from the entrance!

Immediately after.

A figure flew in like a broken kite, slammed hard onto the grass, rolled over a dozen times, and barely stopped.

It was the servant guarding the gate for the Wu Family.

Yu Xin's expression changed.

Yan Qingwu stood up abruptly.

The 120 wolf cubs who were beating up Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion also stopped their actions in unison and turned to look toward the entrance.

Lu Nan wiped the sweat from his face and shouted excitedly.

"More people coming to deliver their heads?"

Guo Qinling's eyes sparkled: "Which blind fool is it this time?"

However.

When the figure at the entrance appeared, the excitement on their faces instantly froze.

A white-haired old man, walking with his hands behind his back, slowly stepped into the field.

Behind him followed fifteen figures.

Heaven Realm.

All of them were in the Heaven Realm.

The leading five had even reached the Heavenly Realm Peak.

Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion walked to the center of the field, stopped, and his gaze landed on Ye Chen: "You are Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen glanced at him.

"It's me."

"Old man, did you bring so many people in because you wanted to watch our training?"

Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion narrowed his eyes, a cold light flickering within them.

Watch training?

Does this kid really not know how the word 'death' is written?

He took a deep breath and spoke coldly.

"Kid, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"Hand over the bronze key, release Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion, and then kneel down and cripple your own cultivation."

"In doing so, I might spare your life."

Hearing this, Ye Chen tilted his head and asked seriously: "Old man, did you get your head caught in a door when you left home?"

Dead silence.

The fifteen Heaven Realm Experts behind Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion widened their eyes one by one, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.

This kid...

He actually dared to say the Great Elder's head was caught in a door?

Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion's face instantly darkened.

He had lived for seventy years and held a high position in the Tianji Pavilion; when had he ever been insulted like this?"

Anger!

Shaking!

Cold!

Just as he was about to erupt...

Suddenly!

"Great Elder!!!"

A shrill scream suddenly exploded from the edge of the field!

Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion suddenly turned his head and looked toward the sound.

Then.

He saw a scene that made his eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

On the grass at the edge of the field, Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion was lying there, covered in bruises, his face swollen like an over-fermented bun, with blood still trailing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Huo Tiandu, Elder of Tianji Pavilion, he seemed to be injected with adrenaline, struggling desperately to get up.

But his legs had no strength at all, and he could only wriggle like a maggot on the grass, crying and screaming.

"Great Elder! Save me!"

"Save me!!!"

"These bastards beat me for a day and a night!"

"They took turns! Twenty-four hours non-stop!"

"I can't take it anymore! I really can't take it anymore!!!"