Within Reach Yet Beyond Grasp (Third Update, Please Vote with Monthly Tickets)

The Mid-Rank Martial Master felt the second young master had a point, but he had traveled the martial world for many years and had seen too many people obsessed with saving face.

He felt it necessary to offer a reminder, so he spoke in a low voice. "You're right, but what if they think we aren't giving them face? Wouldn't we be offending a formidable opponent for nothing?"

The second young master smiled disdainfully and said lazily, "If such a trivial matter has to be elevated to the level of face, does that state of mind deserve to belong to a formidable opponent? If that's truly the case... then so be it."

Sure enough, when Feng Jun heard that they would be charged for passage, he tossed out a silver dollar without another word and leaped onto the boat.

Eldest Deng was only an Advanced Martial Warrior, but he refused to be outdone. With a loud roar, he jumped toward the deck three zhang away.

That distance had already been somewhat difficult for him, and with the rain turning the riverside stones muddy and slick, his foot slipped slightly, preventing him from using his full strength.

Thus, after leaping less than two zhang, his body began to fall toward the water, and he was about to plunge into the river.

The instant Feng Jun saw his initial step, he knew something would go wrong. With a flick of his hand, he sent more than ten copper coins flying straight at the ground beneath the man's feet.

Although Eldest Deng was rather dull in speech, his fundamentals were truly solid. Seeing the string of copper coins fly over, he forcibly drew in a breath, stepped lightly on them, and shot onto the deck.

The Mid-Rank Martial Master curled his lip slightly.