A Mendicant Monk Who Was Even More Talkative Than You

Upon seeing this familiar face, Cheng Shi's lips instantly curled into a smile.

However, he did not greet the acquaintance. Instead, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked straight towards the acquaintance. Then, under the acquaintance's astonished and confused gaze, he casually sat down directly below him.

Eighth row, No. 135.

And that acquaintance was sitting in the ninth row, No. 151.

It should be noted that most people in the venue at this time, even if they found their seats, would not choose to sit next to a stranger without any hesitation. However Cheng Shi sat down without any reservations.

He looked as if he was certain the other person wouldn't hurt him.

This strange behavior stunned many people around.

Clearly, in their eyes, Cheng Shi either knew this person or had enough confidence.

But judging from the expression of the person behind Cheng Shi, they clearly didn't know each other, so...

A consensus gradually formed in the minds of the surrounding players: this person was very strong, even possessing an arrogant confidence!

But there was one person who was even more confused than everyone else around him, and that person was the one sitting behind Cheng Shi...

Cui Qiushi.

Yes, it's the Order Knight from the Firelinkers, Cui Qiushi, the son of Cui Dingtian.

The Fire Keeper had also apparently received several invitation cards from the Fool's Society.

No one knows how these cards came about, but recently, it seems that many people are chasing after them.

The Fire Keeper were fortunate enough to "find" a few of them. Due to the need for intelligence gathering, they sent several companions here to inquire about the truth.

Cui Qiushi is one of them.

At that moment, he saw a stranger suddenly appear in his field of vision and deliberately turn around to sit to his left. He thought he had encountered a disguised "one of his own".

But after observing him closely for a moment, he realized that this person was not one of his own, but a complete stranger he had never seen before.

Conspiracy or coincidence?

Suddenly tense, Cui Qiushi clenched her fist slightly and adjusted her posture back a little.

He glanced at his companion not far away, calculating his own room for maneuver and the speed at which he could support his companion, so that he could protect his companion behind him as quickly as possible should an accident occur.

His companion also noticed the strange man's behavior, his gaze narrowed, and he began to scrutinize Cheng Shi closely.

Meanwhile, the person who had caused tension among those around him was already contentedly resting with his eyes closed in his seat.

In Cheng Shi's mind, it was impossible for Cui Qiushi to know him, but that did not prevent him from understanding Cui Qiushi and knowing that this Order Knight was a good person who was completely righteous and would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Therefore, as long as you don't reveal your "bad nature," you can still feel safe.

As he thought about it, Cheng Shi smiled.

Wow, that's pretty good, they found a big bodyguard right from the start.

It looks like something good is going to happen today.

While Cui Qiushi was still observing the front seats, more and more players moved in around them.

Most people had similar attitudes and reactions; they kept glancing at the strangers around them, and moved uphill quietly, heading towards a less crowded area.

Cheng Shi observed for a long time and found that most of the players present probably did not have very high scores. Only a few people looked calm and seemed to be high-scoring players.

He even spotted a few cunning individuals feigning nervousness; whether they were his colleagues remained to be seen.

In short, the venue was bustling with activity. Although it was An Jing, the undercurrents beneath the calm surface were just as intense as the power struggles within the Trials.

Of course, with a large number of attendees, there will always be some "mavericks". For example, after a few minutes, two people who didn't care much about other people's opinions and the strange atmosphere sat boldly in the first row.

Cheng Shi glanced at them and saw that one of them was sitting at the head of his row, No. 7, and the other was sitting at No. 9. He also recognized the person sitting at No. 9.

Another acquaintance!

And this acquaintance saw Cheng Shi the moment he pushed open the door.

The moment he spotted Cheng Shi, he raised an eyebrow, intending to greet him, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, his face darkened, and he abruptly pressed his raised hand down.

Seeing the other person's expression, Cheng Shi almost burst out laughing.

Once bitten, twice shy; this old friend will likely never be as happy to see him again.

He might only show a "real" smile after he confirms that he is not Zhen Yi.

Indeed, this acquaintance is none other than the Chosen of God of [War], Cheng Shi's "generous" elder brother, Grand Marshal Hu Wei.

His entrance shattered the silence of the entire venue, and the heavy footsteps immediately drew everyone's attention.

But he was completely uninterested in the stares. He simply frowned, found his seat, and plopped down, looking like the person in Fool's Society.

After he sat down, another man who was sitting with him in the first row opened the door and appeared.

After he entered, he and the Grand Marshal exchanged a smile, clearly indicating that they knew each other.

Cheng Shi silently memorized the person's face, then quickly looked away, his gaze wandering.

As Hu Wei broke the silence, some rustling sounds gradually filled the room.

Perhaps someone encountered someone they knew, or perhaps someone encountered an enemy they hated; in any case, at some point, silence shifted its gaze, and then the sounds in the hall became increasingly chaotic.

A few minutes later, the scene became noisy. At this moment, someone in the first row pushed open the door and walked in. As soon as he appeared, Cheng Shi noticed his shiny head.

This guy is really bald!

But this was not funny, because Cheng Shi clearly saw from the side profiles of Grand Marshal Hu Wei and another man sitting in the first row that the two men's expressions became somewhat unnatural the moment this bald guy appeared.

The last time I saw the Grand Marshal looking so embarrassed was when Cheng Shi made that "hee~" sound right in front of him.

So...

Is he Zhen Yi?

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No, no, no, he is not Zhen Yi!

This wasn't because Cheng Shi had figured out the bald man's identity, but because he had heard the man's name from the hushed gasps around him.

"Chen Shu?! What's he doing here too?"

"Brother, who is Chen Shu?"

"Him... never mind, you'd better not get to know him..."

Chen Shu?

Cheng Shi's gaze sharpened as he recalled what the Big Cat had said to him back then:

The Chosen of God of silence is an ascetic monk even poorer than you.

So this bald guy is the "Silent" Chosen of God one that Big Cat was talking about!?

Dude, are you a professional ascetic? You actually shaved your head?

He looked toward where Chen Shu had appeared, wanting to see where this "Silent" Chosen of God, who was even poorer than himself, would choose to sit. But to his utter surprise, what happened next completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

The "true bald Chosen of God" first touched his bald head and looked around. After spotting Hu Wei, he chuckled, spat out the chewing gum he was holding, rubbed it casually in his hand for a moment, and then stuck it directly to the wall of the passageway beside him.

Then, hands in his pockets, whistling, he casually walked to the Grand Marshal's seat and, amidst Hu Wei's increasingly gloomy expression, sat down with utter nonchalance...

On Hu Wei's legs.

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