Lin Tang never would have expected it.
It was one thing for Xiao Xuanye and his group to be arrogant at first and then fawning, but to stoop so low as to use a honey trap was another thing entirely.
Do they think I'm that easily fooled? What do they take for? I, Lin Tang, am a paragon of virtue, true and faithful in love. How could I allow them to slander my reputation?
He adopted a righteous expression and firmly refused to get involved in the farcical audition. Having finally managed to appease the intensely jealous Lee Encai, he then muttered, "If anyone should be jealous, it should be Shen Youling. You're not even my wife."
"What did you say?!" Lee Encai got angry again, chasing him down the street in a playful scuffle. As they wrestled, they started laughing, like children playing a ga.
Just then, a luxury van stopped by the roadside. A group of n in suits stepped out, forming a human wall. Curious passersby glanced over and were dazzled by the sight of a gorgeously dressed, fair-skinned beauty with a stunning figure stepping out of the van.
Suddenly, soone exclaid, "Isn't that the popular superstar An Jinan?"
"Oh my god, it really is her!"
"Anan! Anan!! My Anan!!!"
BOOM!
A large group of fans sward in, caras flashing and voices screaming. So tried to shake her hand while others begged for autographs.
An Jinan frowned, barely suppressing her impatience. She forced a smile and waved a few tis before her expression quickly fell, and she looked down, quickening her pace. When she wasn't famous, she had envied the stars who were chased by rabid fans. After her overnight success, she had enjoyed the treatnt as well. But now, at the height of her popularity, she was simply sick of it, finding them loud and annoying.
In other words—she'd let the fa go to her head.
Before, I worked hard and enjoyed every performance. Now I'm just exhausted and want to marry into a wealthy family!
This audition was a golden opportunity. She had heard that this King Long held an extrely high position, so powerful that even the leaders of the nine camps bowed to him. He was a bit old, but that didn't matter. If she could be with him, her status would be transford. A celebrity might seem glamorous to ordinary people, but in the eyes of the true powerhouses, they were nothing but a joke. If she married Long Tianji, she would beco one of the true elite.
An Jinan secretly clenched her fist, cheering herself on. This ti, failure is not an option!
She was confident in her looks and figure, which were enhanced by her talent and fa. Who else could possibly compare to her?
The human wall ford by the n in suits had initially kept the swarm of fans at bay, but a few still managed to slip through the cracks. One of them, a lively young girl, pushed her phone right up to An Jinan's ear. Flushed with excitent, she fild and scread, "Anan, look at ! I've loved you for years! I've been a huge fan since elentary school..."
She expected An Jinan to be touched, to gently take her hand and say a few words. But instead, An Jinan slapped her hand away harshly. "So annoying!"
Pain shot through the back of the girl's hand as her phone clattered to the ground. Stunned, she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, only to be shoved from behind by the crowd. She fell hard, scraping her arm and getting stepped on several tis. By the ti she managed to struggle back to her feet, An Jinan was already far ahead. Staring at her cracked phone, her eyes welled up with tears of grievance. But when she saw An Jinan's cold expression, she muttered to herself, Anan must be really tired, or maybe it's her ti of the month. She's not usually like this. It's understandable.
Besides the fans, so bystanders had also been watching from up close. Seeing An Jinan knock the phone out of her fan's hand, they pursed their lips and started pointing, muttering about how she was just a star and had no reason to act so high and mighty.
"No, that's not it! I won't let you say that about her!" the girl cried out, ignoring the blood now trickling from her arm as she rushed to defend her idol.
Unfortunately, An Jinan had already walked away. She couldn't hear the girl's defense, and even if she had, she wouldn't have cared.
An Jinan whispered sothing to the assistant holding her umbrella. The assistant flinched and quickly apologized before turning to berate the n in suits. "What are you good for? Protect Anan properly! Don't let any riff-raff get close. If anything happens to Anan's face, I'll make you regret it!"
Hearing this, the n in suits began shoving with greater force, aggressively blocking the fans who were still trying to get closer. They then ran ahead to clear a path. "Make way! Make way!" they shouted. "Get out of the way, you hear !"
The pedestrians ahead quickly scrambled to move aside. Those who were a little too slow were roughly grabbed and pulled by the n, nearly tripping and falling.
Then, Lin Tang must have said sothing else to provoke Lee Encai, because she began playfully chasing him again. Giggling and laughing, they stumbled right into the path of An Jinan and her entourage.
"Stop fooling around, let them pass..." Lin Tang said, grabbing Lee Encai's hand and preparing to step aside.
"Hey, you in the front! Are you deaf? Move it!" one of the n in suits shouted as he grabbed the back of Lin Tang's collar and yanked hard.
But Lin Tang didn't budge.
"I said, you—"
"Deaf, my ass!" Lin Tang retorted, shoving the man with one hand. The man went airborne, flying a good distance before crashing into several other n in suits. The impact sent them, along with a few fans behind them, tumbling to the ground in a large pile.
"This is a public street, not your private property. Whether I move or not is none of your damn business. Do you really think you're that important?" Lin Tang said irritably.
Everyone froze for a second, and then the crowd erupted.
"He's hitting people! He's hitting people!"
"Who the hell is this guy? He's so arrogant, starting a fight in the middle of the street!"
"Quick, arrest that bastard!"
"Anan, don't be scared! We'll protect you!"
The fans furiously hurled insults at Lin Tang, their hearts aching for the frightened An Jinan. Her assistant was livid, pointing a finger at Lin Tang's nose and screaming, "Are you blind? Can't you see this is the great star, Anan? Do you have any idea why she's in Jiangbei? She was personally invited by President Xiao and President Guo to perform for a very important person!"
She almost blurted out "concubine selection" but caught herself at the last second to avoid breaking the fans' hearts.
"You're dead at! You scared Anan, and if you affect her upcoming performance and ruin the show, ten of your heads wouldn't be enough to pay for it!" the assistant continued, piling on the accusations.
"Anan? A big star?" Lin Tang glanced at An Jinan, not recognizing her at all.
Lee Encai's eyes, however, lit up. "It really is her! She's been super popular these last two years. What do you think, pretty, right?" she asked, winking teasingly at Lin Tang. The implication was clear: even a beautiful celebrity of this caliber was here to audition for you; you must be living the high life.
"Pretty my ass. Can't you see the makeup on her face is as thick as a castle wall?" Lin Tang scoffed. He was only interested in won who were breathtakingly beautiful even without a drop of makeup.
She had heard every word. It was infuriating.
The assistant, more frantic than the one in charge, scread, "What are you all standing around for? Smash his mouth in!"
The n in suits charged toward Lin Tang, and so of the more fanatical fans even rolled up their sleeves to help.
"Hmph!"
Just as Lin Tang was about to teach them a lesson, he caught a glimpse of that old coot Zhuo Renxiang sneaking out of the hotel. He was hurrying away, hugging the corner of the building.
"I can't be bothered with you lot," Lin Tang said, grabbing Lee Encai and making a swift exit.
"He's trying to run!"
"Stop him!"
"Get him! Beat him to death!"
A mob of people tried to surround them, but how could they possibly corner him? They could only watch helplessly as the pair vanished in a flash.
"What terrible luck!" An Jinan grumbled, her mood completely soured as she marched straight into the hotel. The reluctant fans lingered downstairs for the better part of the day before finally dispersing.
「anwhile.」
Lin Tang easily caught up to Zhuo Renxiang. "Well, well, if it isn't the highly virtuous Master Zhuo. And where might you be off to?"
"It's you!" Zhuo Renxiang was a little surprised but didn't think much of Lin Tang. He said dismissively, "I don't have ti for you right now. Don't block my way to—"
"Go to hell! I'll stomp you, you piece of stinking dog shit!" Lee Encai couldn't hold back any longer and launched a kick.
Having undergone Yijing Cleansing several tis and been personally taught Monkey Fist by Lin Tang, she could easily handle a fight in a kindergarten or a nursing ho. An old man like Zhuo Renxiang was no match for her. He imdiately flipped over like a turtle on its back, landing on the ground with a cry of pain.
"Ouch! Ouch! You wretched girl, you're looking for death!" He pulled out a packet of powder, intending to throw the poison at Lee Encai. A single touch could cause a person's face to rot away.
At this mont, however, it was completely useless. Lin Tang not only carried a poison-repelling pearl, but even if he hadn't, he had a hundred other ways to neutralize the threat.
Zhuo Renxiang's eyes bulged as blood gushed from his nose. "If you've got the guts, then kill right now! Otherwise, you're the ones who are about to die!"
"Oh? Still acting tough? Let's see how you're going to make us die," Lee Encai scoffed.
"Is that so?" a cold voice called out.
Lee Encai turned to see Si Guoyuan, the new Vice Sect Leader of the dical Immortal Sect, approaching with a group of his n. They were carrying precious gifts, and among them were several stunningly beautiful won. Their purpose was clear: they were here to apologize to Long Tianji and try to repair their relationship.
Of course, they had no idea that Lin Tang *was* Long Tianji.
After hearing Zhuo Renxiang's tearful accusations, Si Guoyuan stated indifferently, "Stealing the dical techniques of our dical Immortal Sect is already a grave taboo. Daring to assault soone on top of that is a cri upon a cri. There is no longer any need for you to join the dical Immortal Sect. n, kill them."
"Yes!" his underlings replied, about to move.
"Wait!" Zhuo Renxiang pleaded.
It wasn't out of compassion. He simply couldn't bear to let Lin Tang's dical skills go to waste. He wanted to pry the knowledge from him first; there would be plenty of ti to kill him later. "As for this woman," Zhuo Renxiang said, pointing at Lee Encai, "isn't she beautiful? She can be presented to King Long as a thank-you gift."
"Hmm, that could work. We might as well put the trash to use," Si Guoyuan said, appraising Lee Encai. He noted that her quality was a cut above the beauties he had brought with him, so he nodded in agreent. He then took out two specially made poison pills. "Kneel. Eat these, and your lives will be spared."
His subordinates sneered. The more skilled martial artists among them cracked their knuckles, their posture making it clear they were ready to shatter every bone in their bodies if they dared to disobey.
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