My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chu Ling looked down at the shards of the teacup lying on the table, remained silent for a long while, and then looked up at Xie Yan, saying softly, "Are you serious?"

Xie Yan nodded and said, "Of course."

Chu Ling looked over and couldn't see any hint that Xie Yan was joking.

He looked away, staring at the water stains on the table, lost in thought.

After a long while, Chu Ling's brows relaxed, and he suddenly chuckled and said, "It's late, let's rest."

Three days later——

As dawn broke, the entire martial arts alliance was already abuzz with noise.

Today is the day the alliance leader convenes the general meeting.

Xuanfeng and the others were also ready to go. They gathered in the courtyard and waited for a while before Chu Ling came out.

Strangely enough, he and Xie Yan disappeared without a trace, and for several days they could not be found.

The group looked in the direction of the sound and saw that only one of the two who were always inseparable had come out of the room.

With a smile on his face, Chu Ling gently closed the door behind him.

Yu Bai glanced behind him and asked curiously, "Isn't Young Master Xie coming along?"

Chu Ling glanced at the door, maintaining her smile, and said, "He hasn't gotten up yet. He's been exhausted these past few days."

Upon hearing this, the group was taken aback.

They glanced at Chu Ling's slightly ambiguous smile, then at the tightly closed door. A flurry of thoughts raced through their minds.

Several people: "Hiss—"

How could things be progressing so quickly?! Only three more days?!

Chu Ling glanced at them, smiled faintly, and said, "What, do you have something to say?"

The men shook their heads vigorously, repeatedly saying, "No, no."

"Then let's go." Chu Ling said no more.

The martial arts alliance's arena was built on the river.

On the vast river surface, dozens of wooden stakes had been driven into the water and were now protruding high above the surface.

On top of these wooden stakes, thick wooden planks were laid, connecting them to form a rather large training ground.

Surrounding the martial arts arena are several small pavilions, providing a place for martial arts heroes who come to participate in the event to rest or watch the battles.

At this moment, people from all sects and factions had arrived and were sitting in the pavilion, waiting for the conference to begin.

Xuanfeng couldn't help but click his tongue as he watched the scene unfold.

This martial arts alliance is truly a grand undertaking. I wonder how many years it took, and how much manpower, resources, and money it took to build such a magnificent structure.

When Chu Ling and his group arrived, the area around the arena was already bustling with noise.

The pavilions surrounding the training ground were also filled with bustling crowds.

They either gathered in twos and threes to chat, or stood alone by the railing, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the martial arts arena, as if waiting for something.

The crowd was noisy, all discussing the upcoming martial arts tournament.

"Hey kid, your martial arts are so bad, do you really want to compete for the position of martial arts alliance leader?"

"What, does poor martial arts skills mean I can't come? Besides, the main reason I came here is to see Miss Dongfang."

"I've heard that she's known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. If I could see her face, this trip would be worthwhile."

"So you've come here for Miss Dongfang too. I have met Miss Dongfang once; she is indeed breathtakingly beautiful. If I could marry such a beautiful woman, I would die without regrets."

"Tch, you toad trying to eat swan meat? Who is Miss Dongfang? She's the next wife of the martial arts alliance leader. How could you possibly dare to dream of her?"

"What's wrong with her? She's just a woman. If she's a woman, she has to get married. Why can't I even have designs on her? What if I become the leader of the martial arts world!"

"..."

Chu Ling stood in the crowd, listening to the discussions around him, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He had heard that more than half of the people he met along the way had come for Dongfang Su.

Recalling Xie Yan's reaction that night, Chu Ling's eyes darkened.

Could it be that Xie Yan's unusual behavior at that time was also because she fell in love with him at first sight?

Upon considering this possibility, Chu Ling's aura suddenly darkened.

This startled Xuanfeng and the others following behind him, causing them to take several steps back and huddle together, whispering and gossiping.

"Why does the prince look like he wants to eat people? Didn't he get what he wanted?"

A man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea!

"Do you think it's because of that disharmony?"

"Surely it can't be that bad? Can disharmony really last for three days?"

"Could it be because you weren't satisfied?"

"Wow—that prince is too fierce!"

"You don't understand. Men, when they get older, become like wolves and tigers. Once they suppress their desires for too long, they become abnormal."

As the others, excluding Tao Xian, were talking animatedly, they suddenly felt a chill run through their bodies.

Looking up, they saw Chu Ling tapping his fan, looking at them with a forced smile.

The group shuddered in fright and immediately shut their mouths.

Chu Ling withdrew his gaze, sneered, and said, "It seems you've been living too comfortably these past few days. Perfect, once we're back, I'll give you a good workout."

Upon hearing this, the group's faces immediately turned despair, and Tao Xian silently increased the distance between them.

Chu Ling ignored them and walked straight towards the pavilion at the front.

That pavilion was located at the very front of the training ground, offering the best view of the battle.

At that moment, Shen Yulin was standing in the pavilion, waving at them.

"Your Highness, you have arrived."

Shen Yulin greeted the group, first looking in surprise at what was behind Chu Ling, then glancing around and asking in confusion, "Where is Brother Xie?"

Chu Ling calmly replied, "He's tired and is still lying in bed, unable to get up."

Shen Yulin was stunned, feeling as if a thunderbolt had struck him from the sky.

So much so that even after Chu Ling entered the building, he remained frozen at the doorway with his mouth agape.

Xuanfeng and the others kindly closed his mouth, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "Young Master Shen, take it easy, you'll get used to it."

Having said that, he stepped into the attic.

Shen Yulin was left standing alone at the door, his face turning a deep purplish-red, enduring the strange looks from passersby.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Yulin finally recovered from the huge shock and hurriedly stepped into the attic.

Just then, the gongs and drums in the training ground were struck loudly by the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and everyone stared intently in that direction.

Suddenly, Dongfang Shuo appeared out of nowhere, and in a few leaps, he crossed the river and landed lightly in the very center of the training ground.

His face still carried a lingering sickly air, but his overall aura was by no means weak.