Over the next few days, Jun Wangchen stayed at the Mythic Heavenly Palace to consolidate his cultivation, occasionally going out for a stroll.
On the night before their trip to the Mythic Heavenly Palace, Li Tianshuai dragged Jun Wangchen out to a famous pedestrian street in Beijing, claiming they needed to open the windows of their souls.
According to Li Tianshuai, only by relaxing body and mind and fully releasing their "ball power" could they produce more protein (in reality, they were just going to ogle beautiful women)!
Jun Wangchen's first reaction was to flatly refuse.
Why?
Damn it, I'm handsome, suave, devastatingly cool, charming, elegant, distinguished, young, and rich—not to mention one of the nation's ten outstanding young men. What if I go out and make the girls faint from my good looks?
Unfortunately, Li Tianshuai begged him in tears, praised his looks as though his life depended on it, and even threatened to jump off a building if he refused. Left with no choice, Jun Wangchen could only go.
Ah, I know I'm handsome, but apparently I've taken it a little too far. My fault, my fault. I'll definitely write a self-criticism later and seriously reflect on why I'm so handsome.
Reader (Ode to the Luo Goddess): Come on, everyone, grab your bricks, steel pipes, and forty-meter broadswords. Line up and take turns. No pushing—everyone gets a go!
"Brother Jun, isn't this place great? Look at all these beauties with their pale skin on display. It's so much better than that stuffy Mythic Heavenly Palace!" Li Tianshuai said with a dry cough, swallowing as he scanned the alluring girls passing by.
"Brother Li, you're getting bolder and bolder with your lechery. Who knows how many innocent young girls will fall victim to your wandering hands and end up