He pestered the disciple until his scalp crawled, leaving him no choice but to let Jin Chen off.
But the disciple's face alternated between green and red, and he finally decided to keep his distance from this lunatic in the future.
Clearly, Jin Chen really had thrown away all his dignity for Mian Mian.
They said the poor feared the ruthless, and the ruthless feared those who cared nothing for their lives. Apparently, even those who cared nothing for their lives feared the shameless.
Having witnessed Jin Chen's shameless antics, the disciples of Blazing Flame Peak no longer dared come forward to make trouble.
Su Mianmian, meanwhile, had it rough. Jin Chen clung to her the whole way like a dog-skin plaster that would not peel off.
Once the people of Blazing Flame Peak grew accustomed to this pairing, they gradually left them to their own devices.
They rather looked as though they had decided that, since the pot was already cracked, they might as well smash it.
Little Pond City was very close to the Azure Tide Sect. At the speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator using Sword Control, the journey took only a quarter of an hour.
Before jumping off their flying swords, everyone put on masks and concealment stones.
Cultivators were naturally striking in appearance. If they entered a small city whose population was ninety percent mortal with their true faces exposed, they would probably soon draw a crowd. After all, one outstanding beauty was rare enough; a whole group was rarer still.
Even if only to avoid causing a sensation and confusion, they ought to wear masks.
Besides, they had sneaked out to have fun in the first place.
If they accidentally ran into someone they knew on the street, how could they keep their outing