Is Little Junior Sister Really into Something This Heavy?

"What??"

Zhou Yun was the first to let out a shriek like a drake, so shocked he was beyond words.

Suddenly.

He remembered how, lately, Little Junior Sister had always seemed listless and exhausted during the day, as though she had been drained dry.

Could it be...

Zhou Yun felt his entire worldview shatter. His eyes widened bigger than eggs, and his voice trembled. "Little Junior Sister, you... you two were together every night?"

"Together doing what?!"

Zhou Yun practically roared the last sentence, his whole face turning green.

He looked like a useless husband who had just learned he had been cuckolded.

Who could have imagined that the Little Junior Sister he had long coveted had been snatched away first by some old geezer?

How the hell was anyone supposed to endure that?

The Azure Profound Sect disciples were all dumbstruck as well. Their faces were filled with shock as they looked at one another, utterly stunned.

Was this a joke?

Their Little Junior Sister... had such heavy tastes?

Was she... was she into old men?

If this got back to the Azure Profound Sect, Jiangning City would probably be thrown into a bloody storm.

It was not just them. Even Zhang Ce and the martial artists present were stunned, involuntarily beginning to picture certain scenes in their minds.

Holy shit??

Was this really that explosive?

To be fair, whether it was Guan Ling's looks, figure, or temperament, she was unquestionably one of the finest young beauties in all of Jiangning City.

And yet she had ended up with some seventy-year-old old man?

For a moment, all sorts of gazes—envy, jealousy, and hatred—fell upon Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan was completely baffled.

No, girl, if you were going to explain, then just explain!

That pause was going to get this old man killed, wasn't it?

Seeing everyone's reactions, Guan Ling suddenly realized that her pause had deepened their misunderstanding. Her pretty face flushed red in an instant, and she hurriedly waved her hands in explanation.

"No, you've misunderstood."

"I... I was unfamiliar with Jiangning City when I first arrived. I asked Elder Jiang to accompany me in investigating the trail of those thieves. It is absolutely not what you think."

At this point, Guan Ling looked anxiously at Jiang Yuan and winked at him. "Elder Jiang, say something!"

Jiang Yuan rubbed his forehead, utterly speechless.

Girl, it would have been better if you had not explained. This explanation only made things worse.

Who went out in the middle of the night to investigate?

And that was one thing.

But you had even brought along a decrepit old man like me. How could that possibly be explained away?

Good heavens.

Sure enough, after hearing those last two sentences of explanation, everyone's expressions became even more peculiar, as if to say, Just as expected.

Something was off. Not just off—twelve parts out of ten off!

Zhou Yun's face flushed crimson with rage. He immediately drew his sword and shouted furiously, "Shameless old lecher, take my sword!"

Guan Ling was startled and instantly drew her own sword, blocking Zhou Yun. "Senior Brother Zhou, what are you trying to do?"

"What am I trying to do?"

Zhou Yun's eyes were wide, bloodshot veins visible within them. He roared, "I ought to ask what this old thing has done!"

Guan Ling could no longer endure it and became angry as well. "Senior Brother Zhou, never mind that there is nothing between Elder Jiang and me."

"Even if there were something, what does it have to do with you?"

As soon as those words left her mouth, Zhou Yun staggered backward. He raised his head to the sky, his eyes full of disbelief, nearly collapsing to the ground.

He was about to go mad.

Damn it, after all that groveling, he really could not compare to some old fellow with one foot in the grave?

You... you really were into old men?

This splendid show nearly made the Azure Profound Sect disciples and the City Lord's Manor martial artists present lose their composure. Some even wanted to clap and cheer.

This was fucking spectacular!

"Old thing, I will fight you to the death!"

Zhou Yun's eyes were red, and the look he gave Jiang Yuan was nearly murderous.

He was about to explode with rage.

He had long regarded Guan Ling as his exclusive possession. How could he tolerate anyone else laying a finger on her?

Zhang Ce frowned and looked toward Zhao You.

Zhao You smiled. "Commander Zhang, my junior brother is hot-tempered. He probably bears no ill will toward that old gentleman. He is merely worried that the old gentleman is frail with age and might hold us back."

"Besides, what if Junior Brother Zhou's guess is true?"

This smiling tiger's words were even more vicious.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Zhao You and silently marked down this debt in his heart.

Guan Ling grew even more anxious. "Senior Brother Zhao..."

"Little Junior Sister, stay calm."

Zhao You cut off Guan Ling with a beaming smile. "Junior Brother Zhou knows his limits. If the old gentleman is not some murderous maniac, I am sure he will not hurt him."

"Little Junior Sister, you are defending this man so eagerly. It would not sound very good if word got back to the sect."

"That's right, Little Junior Sister. Why are you defending this old thing so fiercely?"

The Azure Profound Sect disciples chimed in as well.

In their eyes, Guan Ling was unlikely to truly have any ambiguous relationship with Jiang Yuan, but it was still unreasonable for her to keep taking an outsider's side.

"You all..."

Guan Ling was speechless.

Why had she never realized before that every one of these senior brothers and junior brothers was so arrogant?

She was not defending Jiang Yuan. She was afraid that these ignorant, overconfident fellow disciples of hers would offend him!

She knew Jiang Yuan's methods better than anyone!

Would a master capable of casually producing a unique sword technique like Myriad Swords Return to the Source really be someone easy to provoke?

Unfortunately, any attempt at persuasion from her now sounded exceedingly grating to Zhou Yun and the others.

Good advice could not save a ghost bent on dying!

Zhang Ce hesitated. Given that they were disciples of the Azure Profound Sect, while Jiang Yuan was merely a wandering retainer, there was no need for him to stand up too strongly for the latter.

He merely said one sentence.

"Brother Zhao, the City Lord does not wish for anyone to die in the City Lord's Manor."

"Commander Zhang, rest assured."

Zhao You folded his arms, confidence in his smile.

Of course, he would not let Zhou Yun beat Jiang Yuan to death. But teaching the latter a lesson and beating him into senility was unavoidable.

With so many people here, it was the perfect opportunity to let them see.

The Azure Profound Sect was not something any stray cat or dog could provoke!

Seeing that no one was stopping him any longer, Zhou Yun looked at Jiang Yuan with a smug, chilling gaze.

"Hmph, old thing, let's see who will protect you now!"

Jiang Yuan stepped out from the crowd, his expression calm. "Young man, are you certain you wish to spar with this old man?"

At this point, words were useless.

In this world, the strong were revered. In the end, strength had to do the talking. Otherwise, everyone would look down on him as an old man, only bringing him even more trouble.

Throw one punch to open the way, and spare yourself a hundred punches to follow!

Zhou Yun sneered. "Old thing, still putting on an act!"

"Once I break apart those old bones of yours, let's see how you keep that expression on your face!"

Jiang Yuan stroked his beard. Rather than getting angry, he smiled. "Hehe, young man, you know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth."

"Come, come. This old man will give you three moves!"