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The burly man seemed like a brute, but in reality, he was sharp-minded and intelligent.

Even if Chen Changsheng and the others truly fulfilled their promise, being blasted into a half-cripple by lightning meant he would live a miserable life in his later years. The Huzi who depended on him had already been slaughtered by the people of the Tianmu Martial Hall. What would he use to survive in the pugilistic world from now on?

Rather than eking out a living, it would be better to depart swiftly.

Perhaps he could accompany Huzi on the road to the Yellow Springs.

"He's quite an honest and trustworthy bounty hunter."

Even in death, he guarded his client's secrets. Such people are rare. Chen Changsheng admired his trustworthiness but felt it wasn't worth it.

Just for a few coins, he gave up his life.

"Madam, let's go. We'll ride back."

Chen Changsheng untied the two red horses pulling the carriage and led them to Wang Jiayun and Shangguan Ping.

The axle of the carriage was damaged, making it impossible to travel. Fortunately, the horses pulling the carriage were not injured.

Uncle Chai then leaped up and sat behind Zong Hong.

At this moment, Shangguan Ping suddenly blushed prettily and said shyly, "Um, I don't know how to ride a horse..."

Wang Jiayun also looked embarrassed and said weakly, "Neither do I."

Both of them were rich young ladies who had grown up with silver spoons in their mouths. They always traveled by carriage and usually learned needlework and literary works.

Riding a horse was an essential skill for people in the pugilistic world, but it wasn't on the list for wealthy ladies.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do for a moment.

The matter of riding a horse was actually easy to solve, as long as two people rode one horse. The problem was that the only woman present who knew how to ride a horse was Junior Sister Hong Lin; the others were all rough men.

One of Wang Jiayun and Shangguan Ping would definitely have to ride one horse with a man.

Who would ride with whom became a difficult problem.

"Senior Brother Chen, why don't you take one person?" Zong Hong suddenly said.

The martial artists of the Tianmu Martial Hall had low status and dared not share a horse with the young lady or madam of the City Lord's Mansion.

But Senior Brother Chen was a cultivator!

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment. He had learned horsemanship when he was bored in the city and was considered a mediocre rider, but carrying someone shouldn't be a problem.

"Alright, then I'll take one person, and Hong Lin will take one person."

Without thinking too much, he immediately jumped onto the horse and extended his palm to the mother and daughter: "Which of you wants to come up?"

Now it was Wang Jiayun's turn to hesitate.

Riding one horse together would inevitably involve physical contact. Her daughter was still a proper young lady, and she was a married woman.

"Sister Hong Lin, I'll sit with you."

Just as Wang Jiayun was hesitating, Shangguan Ping had already run towards Hong Lin.

In her opinion, Chen Changsheng and her mother had a close relationship, so riding one horse together was normal.

Who doesn't know about your relationship? What are you pretending for?

"Then... then I'll have to trouble Young Master Chen."

Wang Jiayun reached out and placed her hand on Chen Changsheng's palm. With the pulling force, she rose into the air, unable to stop herself from letting out a gasp.

The next moment, she was sitting in front of Chen Changsheng.

Feeling the strong masculine aura and heat, Wang Jiayun couldn't help but feel her heart race, and a layer of shy crimson flushed her delicate face.

This posture was too intimate, too ambiguous. Shouldn't he have let me sit behind him?

Wang Jiayun lowered her eyes and grabbed the saddle tightly.

With the jolting of the horse, she could clearly feel Chen Changsheng's sturdy chest. The occasional touch made her particularly sensitive.

Even though she was no longer a young girl who didn't understand the affairs of the world, Wang Jiayun felt that she was particularly unusual today.

Chen Changsheng, who was galloping on the horse, glanced at her in surprise.

It was just riding a horse, so why was her body as hot as a furnace?

As the breeze blew, Chen Changsheng smelled the fragrance on Wang Jiayun's body, and his heartstrings were also teased.

Suddenly, he realized that their bodies were pressed too closely together.

Just now, he had been focused on guarding against enemies and didn't have the heart to think too much.

Now that they were about to arrive at Tianmu City, his tense heart relaxed a little. The vague touch and the mature charm of the madam made this energetic young man restless.

Wang Jiayun's delicate body stiffened, and her red face was like a ripe apple. She shifted her position, but the horse's back swayed left and right, and there was no space to move.

This movement of hers made Chen Changsheng even more embarrassed.

In an instant, an ambiguous atmosphere that belonged only to the two of them permeated the air.

Feeling Chen Changsheng's breathing become heavy, Wang Jiayun quickly spoke to divert his attention: "Young Master Chen, was the tiger demon just struck by lightning?"

Where did the lightning come from in broad daylight, and why did it just happen to strike the tiger demon?

This matter was quite strange. Combining it with the gazes of the people around them, it was highly likely that Chen Changsheng had done it.

Chen Changsheng nodded, his tone slightly stiff, "Yes, I used thunder magic."

There was no need to hide the identity of a cultivator, as long as he wasn't too high-profile and didn't spread it everywhere.

Immortals are supreme beings in mortal cities and can enjoy better treatment.

Although it's great to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, pretending to be a pig in the mortal realm would really turn him into a pig!

Putting other things aside, the military strength of Tianmu City alone could easily take down Chen Changsheng at this stage.

"Thunder magic? Young Master Chen is a cultivator?"

Wang Jiayun was shocked and subconsciously looked back, coincidentally meeting Chen Changsheng's eyes. A look of embarrassment flashed in both of their eyes at the same time.

She hurriedly turned her head back to look forward, pretending to be calm, "I never thought I would be fortunate enough to ride a steed with an immortal."

Chen Changsheng shook his head, "Madam doesn't need to be like this. I've only just embarked on the path of cultivation and I'm not an all-powerful immortal who can go to heaven and earth. I just have a few more tricks than ordinary people."

These words weren't meant to be humble, but were the truth.

The gap between the first level of Qi Refining and a martial artist is really small.

If he didn't see his own strength clearly and thought that being a cultivator made him superior, he would definitely capsize in the gutter.

Putting other things aside, the military strength of Tianmu City alone could easily take down Chen Changsheng at this stage.

"Being able to embark on the path of immortality is destined to be extraordinary, unlike us who don't have spiritual roots and qualifications, and are destined to be mortals for life, unable to appreciate the full picture of the continent."

Wang Jiayun's tone became sad.

Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Judging from Madam's tone, you seem to know something about cultivators. Have you ever had your spiritual root tested?"

"Yes, I once dreamed of cultivating immortality, and later an immortal came and tested my qualifications, but I didn't even have a mortal-grade spiritual root."

Wang Jiayun showed a wry smile, and a flash of memories flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was very surprised. He thought that Wang Jiayun had never been exposed to immortality and was just a normal rich young lady.

He didn't expect that she had actually been in contact with cultivators and had her spiritual root tested.

This wasn't something that could be easily accessed!

"Since Young Master Chen is also a cultivator, then I don't need to hide it anymore."

A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face. Wang Jiayun leaned her head back slightly and whispered, "Actually, my eldest brother is a cultivator. Because the immortal and mortal realms are separated, my father doesn't allow the family to reveal this matter to the outside world, for fear of attracting unnecessary trouble. Even Ping'er and my husband don't know about this."

"Young Master Chen, you must keep it a secret for me, phew ~"

After speaking, she showed a relieved expression, and her tone became delicate: "I've been holding these words in for so many years, and I can't find anyone to share them with. It's really uncomfortable!"