NOVEL NEXT Chapter 431: The Scholar in Blue?
It was high noon.
At this moment, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, relentlessly lashing its blistering rays upon the earth, causing countless people to frown and seek a sliver of shade to escape the heat.
Inside the Da Feng Dynasty, within a tavern that could be considered a mark of luxury, by the lowest round table...
There, silently, sat about three to five people. With furrowed brows, they sipped their apparently chilled drinks and griped endlessly.
"Damn it, the weather is getting hotter by the day. If this continues, not to mention the crops in the fields, even we might not be able to bear it any longer."
Among the three to five people, a burly man couldn't withstand the sweltering heat and couldn't help but complain to those beside him.
The others at the round table, upon hearing these words, all showed the same helpless expression on their faces.
The weather was hot, and that was the doing of the heavens.
Even if they found the heat unbearable, what could they do?
Surely, they couldn't curse the heavens, could they?
Even if doing so would help, there had to be someone bold enough to actually do it.
In this dog-eat-dog world, while there were Cultivators who defied the natural order, the majority still consisted of the common folk facing the toil of the earth.
To have these ordinary people curse the heavens was tantamount to pushing them to their deaths.
Of course, some were resigned.
At the tavern table, there were also those who, upon hearing this conversation, smiled with disdain and even shook their heads with a tsk-tsk-tsk, seemingly disagreeing with the complaints.
"Hey, you, the reader, I'm talking to you."
"We're having a chat here, and you're sitting there shaking your head and laughing, what's so funny?"
Inside the tavern, by the round table...
Someone, upon seeing the various expressions of a youth dressed in scholars' robes, couldn't help but raise their voice and ask.
The voice was so loud that not only the nearby people but almost everyone inside the tavern could hear it.
And gossip was always a hidden nature in people's hearts.
So, the entire tavern's attention shifted to the few people at that round table.
Especially the young man dressed in simple blue scholar's attire, exuding a faint scholarly aura, obviously a Scholar, they stared intently at him.
As for the young Scholar in simple blue attire, he addressed the situation with no hint of stage fright, casually straightening his collar with his hands.
Then he drank the cup of chilled drink in his hands.
Finally, with an air of arrogance, he adopted a condescending attitude and looked at the crowd in front of him, who seemed like simple country bumpkins, gave a contemptuous smile and slowly said, "Truly an ignorant bunch, to not even know of the Qingshi City Luo Family, isn't my laughter at this completely justified?"
As the young Scholar's words rang out, the atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became even more tense.
The burly man's eyes bulged, he clenched his fists tightly, and even made an audible creaking sound.
It seemed that at any moment, he would make his move on the Scholar dressed in blue.
"How is it? You want to start a fight?"
At the round table, the young Scholar saw that burly man's eyes, wide like brass bells, and his tightly clenched fists making creaking noises.
The young Scholar showed no sign of fear; instead, the disdain on his face grew even more pronounced.
"Let it be, let it be..."
By the round table, someone next to the burly man couldn't help but speak up in an attempt to defuse the situation.
Originally, these burly men came to the tavern merely to avoid the harsh sunlight and to rest for a while. If by any mishap they stirred up such trouble, wouldn't that be a headache?
It wasn't that they thought the Scholar had any special identity or background.
Mainly, they feared that if the burly man didn't control his strength and accidentally killed that seemingly foolish Scholar, it would undoubtedly bring trouble upon them.
Currently, the situation was extremely chaotic.
The Da Feng Dynasty was engaged in an unending struggle with the Luo Family of Qingshi City.
Nearby, there was also a Demon Power hidden within the White Lotus Prefecture, the White Brahma Temple.
At such times it was naturally better to avoid trouble if possible. If not careful, attracting trouble could lead to a real mess.
"Let's just drop it, we only came here to cool off. Let's try not to look for trouble..."
Next to the burly man, others also urged.
Hearing this, the burly man clenched his teeth and hesitated for a moment before finally slowly unclenching his fists.
Yet just as the burly man decided not to make a scene, the young Scholar dressed in blue seemed to boastfully provoke the issue.
"Let it go?"
"What's to let go?"
"To me, it seems like you're just scared!"
"If you're scared, then say you're scared, why hide behind talk of letting it go?"
"It's truly quite laughable..."
As he spoke, the young Scholar in blue even sneered coldly, not even deigning to glance directly at the burly man any longer.