Chapter 103  : Chapter 103  : What a Misunderstanding

“Brother Yang is truly exceptional, I admire you greatly!”

“Call it Yang Baba. I’ve decided that from now on, I need to work hard to thoroughly master all versions of the five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation, striving to reach the heights of Liang Dadi!” Liang Kai looked at everyone, as though he had read all the world’s books and embarked on a road to wisdom.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd let out a yelp: “Big Sister-Type!”

Everyone turned around in unison and saw the Big Sister-Type making her way over with ease, looking at the crowd with a wry smile, she said: “Rumor has it that Young Master Yang has solved countless problems proposed by little ol’ me. Seeing you today, you indeed possess great talent.”

Yang Zhen looked at Big Sister-Type, who was famed throughout Xiushan City, with some disappointment.

He had expected that any woman with the title of Big Sister-Type to be heroic and willing to roll up their sleeves for a brawl, he was disappointed to find out she was actually so delicate. Immediately, he waved it off and said, “This is just the tip of the iceberg, once my talent is displayed, it will make everything else look bleak!”

“Oh?” Big Sister-Type smiled softly and said, “Could you elaborate on that?”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said, “Have you not heard that creativity is like a fountain gushing forth? I’m just ashamed that I possess such talent, but no venue in which to display it.”

A fountain gushing forth?

Hearing this, the crowd fell silent, Liang Kai stared at Yang Zhen blankly. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: “Brother Yang is truly talented, your casual remarks stir up such excitement, they are vivid and image-rich, a hundred times better than those sissy scholars chewing up words and moaning incoherently!” Everyone looked confused, but when they thought about it, it made sense. What could better describe a person full of talent ready to emit like a ‘fountain gushing forth’, now all they needed was an opportunity to showcase it?

Not just Liang Kai, even Big Sister-Type almost clapped her thighs in agreement. If it wasn’t for the fact that she needed to maintain her image in public, she would have already invited Yang Zhen for a drink.

Oh my! Pretending to be a refined lady was such a chore!

But she had to keep up the act, after all, men didn’t like brash women. Big Sister-Type giggled and said, “Young Master Yang is indeed a rare breed. Are you going to the Coast of the East Sea to participate in the trial?”

“Indeed, lady, may I have the honor of accompanying you on this journey?” Yang Zhen bowed slightly, he had almost convinced himself that he was a well-read scholar.

Everyone’s gaze fell on Big Sister-Type. Everyone in Xiushan City wanted to be on her flying boat to the Coast of the East Sea.

On this journey, only Big Sister-Type’s Blade Cloak flying boat was the safest. It could easily pass through the Abyssal Turbulence. Hearing Wind losing courage in front of some air robbers, the originally terrifying journey was hardly any different from a sight-seeing tour.

Under everyone’s gaze, Big Sister-Type smiled gently, nodded, and said, “Since the young master has answered my question, naturally you can board the Blade Cloak. I believe Sir would also be interested in having an in-depth discussion with you.”

“What?” Liang Kai was stunned, and looked at Yang Zhen with obvious envy.

The rest of the crowd drew in a breath, looking at Yang Zhen with emotions mixed with envy and resentment.

“Is Sir also coming to Xiushan City with Big Sister-Type this time?”

“Wow…Young Master Yang is so lucky to have a chance to be on the same flying boat as Sir.”

“What’s meant by ‘so lucky1? It’s because Young Master Yang has the ability to earn Big Sister-Type’s approval, not to mention the approval of Sir.”

Yang Zhen looked at Big Sister-Type blankly: “Who’s ‘Sir’?”

Upon hearing this, everyone at the scene was completely petrified. They looked at Yang Zhen with bewildered faces, unable to utter a word for a while.

“You…Sir, this is the first time you’ve heard of him?” Big Sister-Type widened her eyes, then quickly composed herself and asked, “Then why did Young Master Yang come to answer the question?”

Yang Zhen was even more confused than the Big Sister-Type. He had heard of Sir, he was familiar with comrades, but who was this Sir?

Qian Lai whispered in Yang Zhen’s ear: “Sir is famous for his literary approach to practice and is regarded as the pioneer of the literary path. Even those Cave Heaven Blessed Lands overseas would invite Sir to give lectures every year. His disciples are innumerable, and it is said that if you randomly meet ten people overseas, one of them is likely to be Sir’s disciple.”

Yang Zhen’s eyes widened: “He’s that powerful?”

Qian Lai nodded.

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “Well, that’s interesting, using literature to pave the way, seems quite common in our hometown. Throw a brick, and out of ten people you hit, eight of them could write poetry.”

Everyone stared at Yang Zhen in disbelief and instinctively took a step back.

Qjan Lai’s face changed dramatically, he reached to cover Yang Zhen’s mouth: “Hush, Brother Yang! You definitely can’t offend Sir here, otherwise, it will be almost impossible for you to get anywhere overseas, and countless people will give you trouble.”

Yang Zhen pouted, “I’m afraid of everything except trouble.”

Qian Lai opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t find the words.

Big Sister-Type looked at Yang Zhen with an unfathomable light in her eyes, and he felt a shiver down his spine.

The next moment, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Big Sister-Type suddenly grabbed Yang Zhen’s hand, pulled him, and ran: “Come on, follow me, I can’t wait any longer!”

Everyone was struck dumb, looking at the scene before them in disbelief. Some people even clutched their chests and appeared to have difficulty breathing.

“Did…did she just say she can’t…wait any longer?” Liang Kai stuttered, he watched Yang Zhen’s retreating figure in amazement, “Could it be that Brother Yang’s talents amazed her so much that she just decided to throw herself at him?”

“Oh my gosh, Big Sister-Type has never been this close to a man before, Young Master Yang is truly a role model for us.”

“What do you think, where is Big Sister-Type taking Yang Zhen?”

“Where else could it be, of course it’s Big Sister-Type’s boudoir, it’s over, I…I feel like my love was ruthlessly crushed by Young Master Yang.”

Yang Zhen looked at Big Sister-Type in confusion. What happened to promised decency?

“Uh…Miss, we just met, this.Jsn’t appropriate, right?”

Big Sister-Type replied without turning her head: “What’s inappropriate about it? Sir likes talented young men. I can’t wait to see his expression when he meets you.”

Yang Zhen was caught off guard, his head filled with images of sloths running wild that left him quite helpless. He stammered, “Not…not going to your boudoir?”

Big Sister-Type stumbled and turned to look at Yang Zhen in amazement, her chest heaving: “Little Huan! Where’s my big knife!”

A loud shout like a clap of thunder rang through the streets, scaring pedestrians to jump in surprise. They looked back at the source of the noise, but seeing it was Big Sister-Type, they quickly pretended not to see, acting as if they were not involved.

Little Huan hauled the big knife over with a grunt. Big Sister-Type grabbed it and picked it up. The knife, which looked bigger than a person, was as light as a twig in her hand.

Yang Zhen jumped in fright and quickly said: “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It’s all because of those rascals who love to gossip. I am a gentleman and always behave appropriately around women, how could I think of such pervy stuff? Believe me, this is all a misunderstanding!”

“Is it really a misunderstanding?” Big Sister-Type eyed Yang Zhen dubiously.

Yang Zhen said solemnly: “Lady, we have no quarrel between us, so why tarnish my reputation? Please excuse me..”