Bullying Too Much

Wang Jingyuan thought for a moment before replying, "Young people are like that, they can't stand even a speck of dust in their eyes, and their thinking is quite simple. If you want to fit in with them, you just need to be more diligent than them in your work... or in martial arts training, or show stronger skill than them. They'll naturally accept you."

As Wang Jingyuan spoke, he couldn't help but recall his colleagues in his previous department before his transmigration. His department had a manager and four employees. Among these four, one was the young master of the company, disguised as an ordinary person to join the department. Another was a rich second-generation heir, there to experience life at the company.

And these two geniuses, of all people, thought they were hiding their identities well. They didn't know that within their first week, the older women in the company had already dug up everything about them.

However, neither of them ever abused their wealth or status for special treatment. They worked hard alongside everyone else every day. The department manager was also fair, treating all employees equally.

Because of this, no one in their department ever ostracized them. In fact, they got along very well and often gathered together. It was a shame the rich second-generation heir had recently resigned, and he himself had transmigrated. He doubted they would ever be able to gather again in this lifetime.

While Wang Jingyuan was lost in nostalgic memories of the past, Lin Pingzhi suddenly asked, "Senior brother, I know those were your doing, and senior sister and I will keep it a secret. But senior brother...

How do you know so much about those 'rabbit boys'?"

Of course, it was because Wang Jingyuan could recite the entire novel from memory. For things like "Liu Bei" (a euphemism for gay relationships), the key was in the particles and verbs; the plot itself was irrelevant.

Change the names, change the organs, even the protagonist's gender doesn't matter. They could be rearranged seamlessly. When Wang Jingyuan was writing furiously back then, he barely thought about it; it was as if inspiration flowed from his fingertips.

Wang Jingyuan turned his head to explain, but suddenly noticed Lin Pingzhi had retreated three or four steps. Wang Jingyuan immediately understood and glared at Lin Pingzhi. In his homeland, one of the things straight men hated most was being mistaken for being gay.

Who the hell had aggressively promoted the "Land of Heavenly Delights"?! Initially, there weren't so many bearded men, just like in other cities in the country. But after the reputation spread, his homeland became a Jerusalem, a paradise in the eyes of bearded men.

Every year, countless bearded men flooded into Chengdu. Now, the title "Land of Heavenly Delights" was truly nailed to Chengdu's forehead! The reputation of the local men had been greatly affected!

Wang Jingyuan smiled at Lin Pingzhi, beckoned him closer, and gestured for him to approach. Lin Pingzhi hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and slowly shuffling a few steps towards Wang Jingyuan.

Wang Jingyuan said, "Actually, besides what I just mentioned, there's another most direct and effective way to integrate into the Mount Hua Sect family."

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi forgot his fear and quickly walked closer to Wang Jingyuan, asking, "May I ask, senior brother, what is this method?"

Wang Jingyuan said matter-of-factly, "Show your loyalty. Everyone is working for the same... Bah, for the same sect, so they naturally have a sense of belonging.

If you can stand up to external forces and defend the sect... No, defend the sect, then all disciples will fight alongside you."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up. This was indeed a good idea, but then he deflated again. "But senior brother, my martial arts are mediocre. If I encounter a strong enemy, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up for Mount Hua."

Wang Jingyuan slapped him on the forehead and cursed, "Are you stupid? Mount Hua Sect is one of the Five Great Sword Sects. Who would dare to openly fight us for no reason?

Usually, when we encounter opposing forces, it's just arguments and posturing. What you need to do is seize the initiative and speak first."

Lin Pingzhi heard this and thought it seemed simple. "Thank you for your guidance, senior brother. I understand."

Saying that, Lin Pingzhi turned to leave, but Wang Jingyuan called him back. "Come back! What do you understand? There's a lot to learn here. Just like when your caravan passes through the territory of mountain bandits, don't the guards have to shout 'He Wu' first?

If some reckless guard were to shout 'Oli Ge' (a slang term for 'come on') right off the bat, wouldn't they be laughed to death? Seizing the initiative also has its format!"

Lin Pingzhi thought about it and realized it was true. After all, they were a Mount Hua Sect. Even in a verbal spat, how could they be like those ruffians and scoundrels? He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Please guide me, senior brother!"

Wang Jingyuan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said seriously, "I'll only do it once. Watch carefully, learn well."

Lin Pingzhi immediately focused his attention on Wang Jingyuan's demonstration.

After sending Lin Pingzhi away, Wang Jingyuan felt he had sweated a little from the demonstration, and the cleanliness of his clothes had decreased again. If it dropped any lower, it would start to affect his training efficiency, so Wang Jingyuan returned to his room.

To his surprise, as soon as he opened the door, a wet piece of clothing flew straight at his face. He easily caught the clothing and looked at Qu Feiyan, who was fuming inside.

"Xin Yi, if you're going to wash clothes, wash them properly. Don't play with my clothes!"

Qu Feiyan gritted her teeth. "How many dirty clothes do you even have?! I've been washing since early this morning, and I'm still not done!"

Wang Jingyuan thought for a moment. "Only seven or eight pieces? That's not a lot."

"Why don't you wash them yourself?!"

"That's ridiculous. Washing clothes is so boring, like driving a bus in the desert. I'd rather run around naked than wash clothes."

Qu Feiyan looked at Wang Jingyuan in disbelief. "And you have the nerve to make me wash all your clothes?"

Wang Jingyuan pouted. "The Beast King Hunter's monkeys were left in the mountains; I didn't bring them. I brought you by my side with this consideration in mind. Otherwise, why would I have named you Xin Yi?"

Qu Feiyan was somewhat exasperated. "What does Xin Yi have to do with washing clothes?! Also, don't think I don't know that outside, they're saying my grandfather... that my grandfather is... I know you did it!"

"Of course, I did it. Didn't I tell your grandfather earlier? Why are you making such a fuss now?"

Qu Feiyan was about to cry. "You... you ruined my grandfather's reputation and made him lose his integrity in his later years!"

Wang Jingyuan laughed. "What's so surprising? Your grandfather is an elder of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, and his reputation in the Jianghu is already not good. Besides, what I did was an efficient and feasible method. Tell me, does anyone now suspect your grandfather of colluding with Third Master Liu?

If the Songshan Sect still planned to attack as originally intended, hmph..."

Qu Feiyan wasn't stupid. She knew Wang Jingyuan was telling the truth, but she was still angry. "You... you... you're going too far!"

"Going too far! Going too far!!!" Liu Zhengfeng, sitting on the bed, had just taken the antidote secretly sent by Qu Yang but didn't feel any better. Instead, he looked worse than when he was first struck by the Black Blood Divine Needle.

He held a thin booklet in his hand. His usually calm and kind face was now contorted, his eyes bloodshot, pupils dilated.

"Old Qu, Old Qu! What did you promise him back then?!"

Qu Yang's expression was also grim. "I did hear his plan, but I never expected he would actually do something like this. Alas! It's too late to regret it now."

Ignoring his internal injuries, Liu Zhengfeng channeled his Internal Energy, shattering the small booklet in his hand. Forcing his Internal Energy caused his internal injuries to flare up, making him cough. Qu Yang quickly helped him lie down.

Lying on the bed, Liu Zhengfeng's eyes were red, and a hint of tears flickered at the corners. "Old Qu! I'm over fifty. I've always been a man of the world. I never imagined that just as I was about to perform the Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony... alas!"

Qu Yang comforted him, "Although his methods were truly... However, looking at it now, they were effective."

Liu Zhengfeng remained silent for a long while, staring blankly at the ceiling as he spoke, "Old Qu, let's leave the Ming Dynasty when the time comes."

Qu Yang thought about it. It wasn't just Liu Zhengfeng; he also felt he had no face to continue staying here, so he nodded in agreement. Now he finally understood what Wang Jingyuan had promised when they parted.

"I guarantee Liu Zhengfeng will successfully complete his Golden Basin Hand-Washing Ceremony. It'll be hard for him to go back on his word and not leave the Jianghu."

Yeah, after everything that had happened, it would be hard for him not to leave the Jianghu.

He was supposed to be a disciple of a righteous sect, so why was he more sinister than the followers of the Sun Moon Holy Cult?