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

Even though she was cursing inwardly, Xie Yan could only pretend to understand, waved to Song Yunzheng, and said, "Then, Song Lang, I'll wait for you here. We'll meet again."

After giving Song Yunzheng a silent warning, Xie Yan flashed forward, slapping away the poisoned needles with one hand while simultaneously grabbing the single hook and pulling it away, easily breaking free from their hold.

His figure quickly retreated from between the two Heavenly Demons. Just as he was about to escape unscathed, one of the demons suddenly snorted coldly and shot out a poisoned needle, aiming straight for Xie Yan's face!

The two then coordinated perfectly, one attacking from the left and the other from the right, swiftly advancing towards Xie Yan.

Faced with the fierce attacks from the two men, Xie Yan smiled slightly, and instead of retreating, she advanced, drawing her long whip from her waist without hesitation to meet them.

Xie Yan's long whip danced through the air like a dragon, the sharp whip wind bringing up layers of air waves. With a single lash, it instantly deflected all the menacing poison needles.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Yan stepped forward, spun around and swung her whip. In a flurry of movements, the three of them were locked in a fierce battle.

These two shrewd fighters are quite skilled in martial arts. One is a ranged attacker, and the other is a melee fighter. Their moves are both cunning and unpredictable, and they always aim to attack the most difficult spots to defend against. They can be described as insidious and ruthless.

Unfortunately, Xie Yan's whip skills were so superb that the two were completely subdued by him and gained no advantage under his whip.

After a short while, Xie Yan, having figured out the two men's martial arts style, lashed out with her whip once and then quickly leaped backward, widening the distance between herself and the two.

"you!"

After being knocked back several steps, the two men clutched their wounds and glared angrily at Xie Yan.

Xie Yan ignored them, only slightly raising the corner of her mouth, letting out a disdainful snort, and then walking away.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't seem inclined to continue fighting. Otherwise, if they had continued, someone who had seen Mu Ling's moves before might have noticed something amiss.

He stood quietly not far from the leader's tent, and while waiting for Song Yunzheng to come out, he subtly raised his eyes and scanned his surroundings.

Although the Heavenly Crippled Duo had already left with their followers, and there seemed to be few guards outside the sect leader's tent, Xie Yan could still sense several faint gazes watching her from the shadows.

Upon closer inspection, it's not hard to see that not only are people watching him from various hidden corners, but even among those seemingly casually chatting martial arts figures, there are occasional glances directed his way.

They formed a tight encirclement around the leader's camp, and could react immediately if anyone dared to make a rash move.

Xie Yan sighed softly. Although many of the people keeping watch were highly skilled, with his skill, he could rush in and kill or capture the sect leader if there was even a moment's gap.

Provided that……

Only the true leader of the Holy Sun Church could be inside that tent.

Just as Xie Yan was pondering how to find the real leader, she suddenly noticed a particularly noticeable gaze lingering on her.

Unlike those who were secretly watching him, this person's gaze was undisguised, even carrying a hint of inquiry and amusement.

Following the source of the gaze, Xie Yan met the eyes of a man in the crowd whose faded monk's robe was half-open.

Although his appearance was not outstanding, the unruly aura he exuded was enough to make him stand out among the crowd just by standing there.

Moreover, although this person was dressed in monk's robes and wore Buddhist beads, making himself look like a monk, he did not resemble a normal monk at all.

Not only does she have long, flowing hair casually draped over her shoulders, but her exposed skin is also covered in tattoos.

Upon seeing that Xie Yan had noticed him, the evil monk's face immediately revealed a wanton smile. Instead of dodging, he met Xie Yan's gaze directly and leisurely strolled over.

Xie Yan's heart stirred slightly. Before she could retrieve the person's identity from her memory, the person had already walked up to her and said, "Mu Ling?"

Could he be an acquaintance of Mu Ling?

Xie Yan frowned almost imperceptibly, quickly racking her brains for a solution.

However, before Xie Yan could speak, he started talking to himself, "I've heard a little about you. I heard that you don't refuse any man who comes your way."

He stared intently at Xie Yan, a malicious smile playing on his lips. "I've tasted the flavors of women, and I've tried male prostitutes, but I've never tried someone like you who's neither male nor female."

Xie Yan: "..."

It turns out he was a lecherous madman.

As the wicked monk spoke, his lewd gaze lingered on Xie Yan's body, as if he were nakedly and wantonly peeling away his clothes layer by layer with his eyes.

Xie Yan's forehead twitched, and her fists were itching to strike. She felt that the leg she had failed to break on Song Yunzheng could be made up for on this person.

Seeing that Xie Yan did not react, the evil monk became even more audacious and moved closer, reaching out to touch Xie Yan's face.

Just as his hand was about to touch Xie Yan's face, the curtain of the sect leader's tent was lifted, and Song Yunzheng finally came out.

Upon emerging and being caught off guard by the scene before her, Song Yunzheng was slightly taken aback. "What's going on here...?"

Upon hearing his voice, Xie Yan quickly lowered her raised fist, leaped to Song Yunzheng's side, and took his arm again, saying, "Song Lang, why are you so late?"

Before Song Yunzheng could respond, Xie Yan turned to the evil monk and said with a forced smile, "I'm really sorry, I already have a companion."

Without Xie Yan's introduction, the evil monk was naturally very familiar with Song Yunzheng.

Compared to Mu Ling, his reputation is truly legendary.

Before joining the Holy Sun Cult, he was not only a well-known young figure in the martial arts world, but he also gained fame for his patricide.

After being incorporated into the Holy Sun Church, he transformed into the leader's confidant and an important figure within the church, holding a higher status than the rest of them.

Therefore, he dared to provoke Mu Ling, but he couldn't provoke Song Yunzheng.

After scanning the two of them, he could only sneer at Song Yunzheng and say sarcastically, "Hmph, I never expected that Young Hero Song, who looks so respectable on the surface, is actually a pervert who likes men."

"It's one thing to like men, but to go and date this androgynous guy, I wonder how many different kinds of women he plays, it's disgusting!"

His voice was so loud that it almost instantly drew the attention of everyone present, and the originally noisy scene fell silent.

The next moment, after understanding the meaning behind her words, the gazes that had gathered around shifted to Song Yunzheng with complicated expressions.

Song Yunzheng: "..."