Chapter 91. A Win and a Loss?

I sat in a spot where I could enjoy the street view, ordered a couple of glasses of Dujiangyan wine, and fell into a brief reverie.

While organizing my thoughts on the Brainwashing Technique, the Plum Blossom Sword Technique, and the Plum Blossom Fragrance, I waited for Zuo Si.

The fact that the Sword Demon specifically mentioned the dung-sacker when calling me in meant he didn't want me to fight. However, even if I didn't fight, I needed to clearly achieve the purpose of my visit to Bai Yingzhi.

Zuo Si must have some questions for me as well.

That's because there were flaws in my words when I engaged in the verbal sparring with the Sword Demon. The Sword Demon, of course, wouldn't know, but Zuo Si would be curious.

By the time I had finished my fifth glass of Dujiangyan wine alone, Zuo Si, who was heading to Mengjia, approached where I was.

Zuo Si came over, looked at me, and after holding back what he was about to say a few times, sat opposite me and poured himself a glass of wine.

I said in a matter-of-fact tone, "If there was a laxative in that glass, what were you planning to do, drinking it so fearlessly? Are you crazy?"

As soon as he heard my words, Zuo Si, who seemed to have been struck by a chill, coughed and put down his glass.

'Well, he's still a kid.'

Zuo Si realized I was just trying to scare him and glared at me. I drank Dujiangyan wine while waiting for Zuo Si to speak.

Zuo Si, of course, asked the question he should have asked.

"How did you know I use Bing Gong? I can't understand it at all. Master might not have found it strange because he heard about the fight, but from your actions, it seemed like you already knew I used Bing Gong."

I nodded.

"I'm looking for Bing Gong."

"Is that it?"

"I have many subordinates. One of them, who is a successor in a merchant guild, told me in detail about an incident at Yuhua Palace. I expected that someone who inherited the true teachings of Yuhua Palace would be in the Si family, so I was looking for them."

"Oh, so that's why the guy with the broken arm was following me. But even then, I didn't use Bing Gong. He wasn't the kind of opponent for that."

At this point, I smiled.

"You're a funny guy."

"What's so funny?"

"You broke my subordinate's arm. And it happened right at Bai Yingzhi. When I found out, he was a skilled martial artist and a womanizer. If my subordinate was hurt, I had to step in. I confirmed Bing Gong during the fight."

Zuo Si carefully considered if there were any flaws in my words.

"How did your subordinate follow me?"

I looked at Zuo Si and told him the truth.

"My subordinates thought that the illegitimate son of the Si family might have learned Bing Gong."

As soon as I said "illegitimate son," Zuo Si's face turned bright red. I watched his agitated expression.

Zuo Si forced a laugh.

"About that illegitimate son. Did you know that all the guys who talked about illegitimate sons at Bai Yingzhi got beaten up by me?"

"That's none of my business. If he's an illegitimate son, he's an illegitimate son. I don't know why he was angry at others."

Zuo Si replied with an expression that seemed ready to flip the table.

"Insulting..."

"Why is that insulting? It wasn't something you could choose. You're a useless brat."

"You're a guy who can't be reasoned with."

Zuo Si, about to drink Dujiangyan wine, saw it was empty and ordered more from the waiter.

Anyway, the matter of Bing Gong passed over like this.

The next thing I needed to confirm was the probability of this guy joining the Devil Sect. I knew he went in to kill the Sect Leader, but the situation is different from my previous life. I'm preparing to kill the Sect Leader step by step.

Perhaps due to the Sword Demon's teachings, this guy became one of the strongest in the Devil Sect. It would be more convenient to have him on my side when dealing with the Black Path.

Zuo Si said, "Hey, village..."

"Village what?"

"Village brat, why is the Sect Leader your enemy? It doesn't seem like a fledgling would have any issues with the Sect Leader. Could your maternal family be Yuhua Palace?"

"If that were the case, I would have used Bing Gong."

"So why is the Sect Leader your enemy?"

This is the difficult part about being a reincarnated person. Sometimes I have to make up reasons for things. But I am who I am.

"I can't tell you that."

As I used the defensive technique from the verbal sparring, Zuo Si closed his mouth. At this point, I also had to ask Zuo Si about something I was curious about.

Why did this guy become a womanizer?

If I could figure that out, maybe I could change the future where Murong Bai becomes a poison demon, just like I eliminated the possibility by killing the Great Arhat in my previous life.

Although I failed to obtain Bing Gong immediately, something equally important is still in progress.

Suddenly, a slender and graceful beauty with soft hair passed by on the street, and Zuo Si's head turned while his lips were still on his glass.

Changing one's fate is so difficult.

I asked without much expectation, "Why did you become such a horny dog? Is there a story behind it?"

Zuo Si looked at me.

"Yeah, there's a story."

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you. Village brat."

I chuckled. In my opinion, Zuo Si is living a failed life, just like my subordinates. If he was born into a good family but is obsessed with being an illegitimate son, then he's living a failed life.

As I laughed, I slowly extended a palm at a not-so-fast speed. Zuo Si, who was about to drink, was startled and blocked it with his right hand.

Bang!

I immediately poured out my power from the Wooden Technique and switched to the Flame Technique.

Zuo Si's expression changed instantly, and he whitened his right hand to block the Flame Technique. It was the moment Yuhua Bing Gong was properly unleashed.

I poured out the Flame Technique's force while watching Zuo Si's expression, which was becoming increasingly serious. He probably won most of his fights against the later generation of the White Path without fully using Yuhua Bing Gong.

However, the Flame Technique of the Golden Cage Leisure Technique is compatible with Bing Gong. Moreover, the power I accumulated by pulling it from the Heavenly Jade is not inferior to Zuo Si's.

As I increased my power a bit more, Zuo Si urgently grabbed the table with his left hand. The table froze instantly, so I also grabbed it with my left hand. The coldness that had risen turned white and then dispersed.

I opened my mouth to check Zuo Si's remaining strength.

"Seems like the Sword Demon senior didn't want us to fight, but we should still determine the winner before leaving, right? Shit-sacker."

I thought that if I crushed his pride, he would focus on training and not have time for women. If Zuo Si becomes stronger in this life due to being stimulated by me, I can also become stronger by being stimulated by him.

Zuo Si, whose pride is as strong as mine, also opened his mouth.

"Yeah, we should determine the winner. Village brat."

Suddenly, as we started a force contest at a table on a busy street, spectators gathered. Moreover, since one side was the famous Meng Lang from Bai Yingzhi, the crowd quickly grew.

As I maintained the Flame Technique and dragged out the time, more spectators gathered, and surprisingly, I even heard women cheering for Meng Lang.

I laughed in disbelief while pouring out the force.

"Shit-sacker, you're quite famous."

"You'll soon be famous for your humiliation."

As soon as I confirmed that Zuo Si was still maintaining his composure, I switched my power to the Earth Technique. We both seemed to have an unspoken rule not to use our left hands.

As I switched to the Earth Technique and pushed, Zuo Si's expression quickly turned pale. His face, which was already white, looked like a sheet of paper as the blood drained from it. In the midst of this, Zuo Si said to me,

"Should we call it a draw?"

I almost burst out laughing, and my power almost dispersed, but I calmed myself down. Then Zuo Si asked again,

"Let's call it a draw."

I replied in a matter-of-fact tone,

"I can't accept that request."

I thought it would be too much to kill a womanizer, but I couldn't kill a disciple of the Sword Demon who hadn't become a womanizer yet, so I poured out the Earth Technique's power in a form that exploded from the heart.

A loud bang sounded from my palm, and as Zuo Si's body fell off the chair and rolled on the ground, the spectators, who had been holding their breath, fell silent.

It was because they had never seen Meng Lang of Mengjia lose before. Zuo Si, who had been rolling in a grotesque position, lifted his head and looked not at me but at the spectators. There were women he needed to pursue among the spectators.

I drank wine while watching Zuo Si's humiliation.

'He looks good.'

Suddenly, Zuo Si got up, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha..."

Zuo Si approached me with his hands behind his back and spoke awkwardly, like a performer in a play.

"I lost today. A win and a loss, right?"

Zuo Si sat back down with a smile, as if nothing had happened, and calmly drank his wine.

"..."

Zuo Si waved at the spectators.

"Show's over, go home."

"A win and a loss? This shit-sacker."

Zuo Si whispered in a low tone, as if saying something important.

"A win and a loss, anyway... Don't be too harsh on each other. You might not know, village brat, but inner strength isn't everything. Let's call it a draw for the inner strength. Be reasonable."

Zuo Si looked around and drank a glass of wine. His appearance, which was aware of the surrounding gazes until the end, looked somewhat pitiful. He seemed to be a guy who unconsciously wanted recognition from others.

As I remained silent, Zuo Si spoke.

"There used to be a male servant named Binggu. He was my servant."

"..."

"He was five years older than me and was a servant collected from Mengjia when he was young. He had no home and no family. He called me 'Young Master,' brought me meals, changed my shoes, and brought towels and clothes when I bathed. He was a loyal servant. In fact, when I was young, Binggu was the only one I could play with. One day, the loyal Binggu was found hanging in a small room without my permission. It was suicide. I found out why my only servant died. It turned out this stupid guy was in love with a woman named Danying."

Zuo Si drank another glass of wine. He looked a bit half-crazy.

"When I found Danying and tortured her, what did she say to me? She rejected Binggu's advances by saying, 'You're not even Meng Lang, why are you confessing to me?' It was unbelievable that my servant was such an idiot. Did he really commit suicide after hearing that? Anyway, I lost Binggu."

"So what?"

"So what? I became curious about women. I wondered what kind of thoughts they had that made Binggu kill himself."

"So what did you find out?"

"So, surprisingly, most of them thought like Danying. A little better-looking man, a little richer, a little more successful family... They didn't see Binggu as a person. No, it's more accurate to say they didn't see him as a man."

I looked at Zuo Si, who had been strangely twisted since he was young.

Zuo Si continued,

"The more I met, the more they were the same, giving me the creeps. Some women even disliked me because I was an illegitimate son. I was no different from Binggu to some women."

"So you keep changing and meeting them?"

"No."

The womanizer from my previous life looked at me and said something absurd.

"It's just revenge for Binggu. I'm also a piece of trash."

I nodded.

"You're a stupid shit-sacker."

I suddenly knew the words that would make this guy the angriest. Without much thought, I shouted,

"You're no different from your father."

Zuo Si's face crumpled instantly.

"What?"

"Your mother met your father to get Bing Gong, didn't she? Even though he didn't love her. Bing Gong is the soul of the family and is strictly guarded, so your mother must have only passed it on to you. You were definitely treated as an illegitimate son in Mengjia. And you're doing this because of a pitiful servant... How are you different from your father? You're a stupid shit-sacker."

As soon as I confirmed Zuo Si's fist flying, my hand moved first and slapped his cheek. With a thud, Zuo Si's face turned, and I grabbed his hair with my left hand and pulled.

"Oh, you poor brat. The Sword Demon senior must have taken pity on you. If you attack again, I'll make you a eunuch."

Zuo Si, drunk, hesitated for a moment about whether to have another round with me.

I pushed Zuo Si's head away and drank a glass of wine. A deep sigh came from within me.

I said to Zuo Si in a solemn voice,

"I haven't met anyone yet, so don't say such stupid things to me."

Zuo Si frowned and asked me,

"Really?"

I ran my hand through my hair and replied to the womanizer from my previous life.

"It's a different attitude towards life, that's what I'm saying. You brat."

The drunk womanizer threw back his head and laughed.

"Hahahaha."

I drank and muttered,

"Where is true love?"

The womanizer laughed again, holding his stomach.

"Hahahaha."

I also laughed a little with Zuo Si, feeling a bit crazy, and made a resolution in my heart.

This life will be different.

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Really.