What Monk Huikong wants is peace and stability in the team, but what Meng Chen just wants is tranquility. As for the attitude of those guys towards him, Meng Chen doesn't care.
Seeing this, Monk Huikong said helplessly: "Donor Meng Chen, I understand what you mean. The poor monk just wants you to be more considerate when they provoke you."
Meng Chen stared at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery: "Monk, just take care of them."
The road to the secret realm is very long. The flying boat carries the laws of space and shuttles continuously, but after a while, it still can't reach it.
Meng Chen didn't bother to interact with them, so he practiced in his room. After several days, Meng Chen didn't have any interaction with them.
During this period, the flying boat landed, seemingly to go back to the home of the young man in white, Xiao Yicheng.
Meng Chen didn't understand that they were going to participate in a secret battle that was related to the fate of the country, and he was still in the mood to visit relatives, so he was completely speechless.
A day later, the group came back. At that time, Meng Chen was relaxing on the deck, looking calm and untroubled.
Meng Chen planned to treat them coldly, so he stood aside without saying hello to them.
When other people saw Meng Chen, they also looked calm. Of course, everyone was not disturbing each other.
Among the crowd, Xiao Yicheng was also looking at Meng Chen, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Brother Meng Chen, you passed by my hometown this time. Since I haven't been back for a long time, I went back and wasted your time. You don't mind, right?"
Meng Chen felt speechless and replied coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."
Xiao Yicheng immediately showed an innocent expression, glanced at the people around him, and then said aggrievedly: "I understand, Senior Meng Chen is still angry with me, right?"
Meng Chen's face turned dark instantly. When had he ever said that he was angry? I didn't even bother to give him a look.
But now...if Meng Chen hadn't been sure that his head was clear, he would have started to wonder if there was something wrong with his soul and body!
Only then did Meng Chen cast his indifferent gaze on Xiao Yicheng, frowning and said: "I don't want to answer you, you'd better get away and don't provoke me!"
Xiao Yicheng immediately showed a fearful expression and backed away with fearful eyes. It was not until he bumped into the person behind him that he turned around and apologized with an aggrieved look.
"Sister Bai Ting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He apologized repeatedly.
Behind him, the monks were staring at Meng Chen with extremely unkind eyes, and there was murderous intent in their eyes. If there was no order from the empress, they would probably come up immediately and tear Meng Chen alive.
Meng Chen's eyes fell on Huikong and said in a cold voice: "Huikong, you told me that no one would provoke me."
There was no expression on Huikong's face, he was just twirling the Buddha beads in his hand. After being pressed by Meng Chen, he spoke: "Donor Meng Chen, Xiaocheng is just worried that you will be sad if you are left here alone. Your reaction, It’s too extreme.”
Meng Chen's face was full of disbelief. Damn it, this dead monk had his body taken away from him. How could a great monk who was so reasonable before tell lies with his eyes open now?
Others also began to accuse Meng Chen, saying that he was not gregarious, that he was petty, and that he was pretending to be noble.
While they were all accusing each other, Xiao Yicheng in front gave Meng Chen a provocative smile from an angle they couldn't see.
Meng Chen's head was in a state of confusion. Do the heroes Huang Wujin collected have some problems with their heads?
Meng Chen was so noisy by them that he was no longer in the mood to look at the scenery. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Idiot!"
He waved his sleeves and left. He really didn't want to get involved with these idiots. If he couldn't afford to offend them, why couldn't he hide away? In other words, the agreement with Huang Wujin was still going on, otherwise he would have drawn a clear line with them long ago. Xiao Yicheng watched him leave, feeling proud. In his opinion, Meng Chen escaped in embarrassment, which symbolized his victory.
After Meng Chen returned to his room on the flying boat, no one finally disturbed him anymore. Thinking of those guys, he felt uncomfortable and had to stay away from them.
The next day, early morning.
"Dong dong dong..."
A fierce knock on the door woke up Meng Chen in the room. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw seven or eight figures rushing in, rummaging around the room, and even trying to drag Meng Chen from the bed. Comes down, but is dodged by him.
Meng Chen said nothing and stared at them coldly, wanting to see what they were going to do!
Bai Ting rummaged for a while, then walked up to Meng Chen with a frown on her face and an angry look on her face: "Meng Chen, why did you steal the things from Xiaocheng? Where did you hide the things?"
Meng Chen frowned slightly, not knowing what she was talking about.
"Bai Ting, right? Are you sick? When you came up, you said that I stole Xiao Yicheng's things. Do you have any evidence?"
"Also, you came up and turned my room into this without my consent! What on earth do you want to do?"
Meng Chen's anger was really rising, and his body was full of evil and cold. His eyes were like extremely sharp cold blades, passing through their bodies, extremely cold.
Bai Ting said angrily: "Humph! Even Xiaocheng saw you entering his room. If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"
Only then did Meng Chen's eyes fall on Xiao Yicheng, who looked weak and aggrieved like a big girl outside the door.
"Xiao Yicheng? Are you sure you saw me going to your room?"
Xiao Yicheng was dull for a moment, nodded seriously, and then shook his head hurriedly.
"No, I didn't see it, Senior Meng Chen, I didn't see anything!"
"We are going to fight against the thirteen-day monks. We must not fight among ourselves. If you lose something, just throw it away! It's no big deal."
Bai Ting felt even more distressed after hearing this, and turned to glare at Meng Chen: "Meng Chen! That dagger is the only relic left by Xiaocheng's brother. If you return the dagger now, we can forget the past! Otherwise, don't blame us for not being responsible. You’re welcome!”
A tall man next to him also had a face full of disgust and disgust, and angrily said: "Meng Chen, we are willing to give you a chance, so don't be ungrateful! Otherwise, I believe you don't want to bear the pain of cramps and skin peeling,"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Meng Chen quickly interrupted them and asked them to continue talking. Not only was he convicted of stealing things, they probably even arranged where he would throw them after his death.
Their voices gradually became quieter, probably because they wanted to see what Meng Chen wanted to do.
Meng Chen's eyes passed over them and finally landed on Xiao Yicheng.
"Xiao Yicheng, I don't know where your hostility towards me comes from, but I did not hold your dagger. If you continue to be so aggressive, I, Meng Chen, will have no choice but to withdraw from this competition."
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In the crowd, Zhou Chao, who had always remained silent, suddenly said: "This is what you promised His Majesty, and you must do it."
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