Chapter 3

Chong plunged into the crowd, instantly engaging in a fierce struggle with several black-clothed men.

During the fight, Chong's body was enveloped in a golden glow, his palm strikes flying rapidly.

Each of his palm strikes carried a tremendous force, as powerful as a giant axe cleaving through a mountain.

At a glance, it seemed as if a Bodhisattva had descended, subduing tigers and capturing dragons, forcing the black-clothed men to retreat step by step.

"This is the Prajna Divine Palm of Dachen Temple!"

Watching Chong's palm technique, Wang Ye couldn't help but think to himself, "I didn't expect the long-lost Prajna Divine Palm to still have a successor, and it's this young man, Chong!"

"Buddhist light illuminates the world! All things are void!"

Just as Wang Ye was pondering, Chong suddenly shouted loudly.

At the same time, his entire body was enveloped in golden internal energy, and he fiercely struck out with a palm.

Buzz!

This palm strike produced a loud,闷响, like the deep resonance of a large bell.

Upon closer inspection, a golden swastika symbol appeared and struck the black-clothed men directly.

Instantly, the three black-clothed men were sent flying, landing on the ground and losing their lives.

"Not bad, for a young man like Chong to have such power, he is a promising martial arts talent,"

Watching the scene, Wang Ye nodded, secretly praising, "If he continues to practice diligently for another twenty years, he might barely match one-tenth of my strength!"

"Brother, this kid is tough!"

After the three black-clothed men were killed, one of them spoke up.

"This man's martial arts are formidable; we are no match for him. Let's retreat and plan our next move!"

Hearing this, the leader of the black-clothed men nodded.

At the same time, he leaped swiftly toward the outside.

"Chong, chase them quickly!"

Seeing the black-clothed men fleeing, Wang Ye slapped the table urgently, "If we let them escape, it will be a disaster!"

At this moment, Wang Ye's face was filled with anxiety, as if he truly feared the black-clothed men's retaliation.

However, Chong ignored Wang Ye and moved to Luo Changtian's side, helping him up and asked, "Sir, are you alright?"

"Thank you, young hero... for your help,"

Luo Changtian, supported by Chong, said weakly, "It's all my fault for being careless on this journey, causing you trouble..."

"Troubles in the martial world are inevitable; there's no need for you to blame yourself,"

Chong comforted Luo Changtian while examining his wounds.

Luo Changtian had multiple sword wounds, with blood gushing out, and some had already hit vital points, making it clear he was beyond saving.

"I'm about to die... but I have one last request before I go,"

Luo Changtian took out a green jade token from his chest and handed it to Chong, saying, "This is the token of the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect... the Jun Tian Order. Whoever possesses this token can control all matters of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Young hero, please keep it safe and don't let it fall into the wrong hands!"

"Sir, we are just merchants, seeking a peaceful life. We don't want to get involved in such matters. You should find someone else for this,"

Before Chong could respond, Wang Ye hurriedly said.

From the events just now, Wang Ye could see that this Jun Tian Order was a death warrant, bringing endless trouble to whoever possessed it.

If it were ten years ago, when Wang Ye was a young man full of passion, he would have definitely accepted the Jun Tian Order.

But over the past ten years, he had seen through the deceit and treachery of the martial world, and his heart had grown cold.

Adhering to the principle of avoiding trouble, Wang Ye would never accept this token.

However, this was just Wang Ye's thought.

Chong ignored Wang Ye's words, slowly accepting the Jun Tian Order and said, "Sir, rest assured, I will not let this token fall into the wrong hands!"

Sigh, a young man full of passion!

Seeing this, Wang Ye shook his head lightly.

Young heroes are like this, their blood boiling, they dare to take on any hot potato...

"Thank you... young hero..."

Hearing Chong's words, Luo Changtian softly spoke, then his head slumped, and he died on the spot.

"Oh my dear grandpa!"

Seeing Luo Changtian's death, Wang Ye immediately came to Chong's side and said, "Didn't you hear what happened just now? Those people are from the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they were after this token!"

"By accepting the token now, aren't you inviting trouble upon yourself?"

At this moment, Wang Ye was full of resentment, speaking like a nagging wife.

"Boss, if fate decrees you to have only a bushel of rice, you won't get a full measure even if you travel the world,"

Chong shook his head and said, "These people from the Heavenly Sword Sect will come to our inn whether I accept the token or not, since they died here!"

"Moreover, this man saved your life. I promised him on his deathbed to make him rest in peace..."

Chong's words carried a deep tone.

"Rest in peace?"

Hearing this, Wang Ye's eyes widened, and he looked at Chong, saying, "He's at peace now, but what about us!?"

"Poor me, I've worked hard to run this inn, my wife died without remarriage, and I've been working hard to support you and the kitchen staff, who eat everything and can't do anything!"

"In the end, you all just cause me trouble!"

"Why is my life so hard!"

At this moment, Wang Ye dragged out his voice, wailing like a donkey, occasionally wiping fake tears.

In the past, as the leader of a demonic sect, Wang Ye was cold and ruthless, and he would never have engaged in such a histrionic display.

But after the passage of time, Wang Ye had become more relaxed.

Life is about comfort.

As for showing off and being cool, leave that to the young.

"Boss, when did you work hard to run the inn?"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Chong countered, "You just stand at the counter, collect money, and scold people, or visit the brothel and peek at girls bathing. Running the inn is the hardest for us!"

With these words, Wang Ye was speechless.

Collecting money, scolding people, visiting brothels, and peeking at girls bathing.

These things, he indeed did...

"Where do you get so much nonsense?!"

Hearing Chong's words, Wang Ye raised his hand, wanting to give Chong a knock on the head, but then pointed to the bodies on the ground, "What are you standing there for? Go report to the authorities quickly!"

"With these bodies lying around, how can we do business in the future?"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Chong rolled his eyes.

He then took an oiled paper umbrella and headed straight for the government office in Jinling.

Indeed, he had to take on everything himself; relying on this lazy boss was no good at all...