103: Flower Thief

The monk raised his hand and brandished his Scepter!

There was a loud bang.

The Sword in Nan Qingyue's hand was blasted away, flying a great distance before piercing deep into the ground.

Nan Qingyue was caught off guard; having lost her weapon, it would be even more difficult for her to counterattack.

"You... you dead baldy!" Nan Qingyue cursed.

At this moment, the fury in Nan Qingyue's heart was instantly ignited, but she was utterly helpless against this monk.

The monk leaped through the air, using his obese body to pin Nan Qingyue to the ground.

Nan Qingyue could not move, despite her constant resistance.

However, it was to no avail.

The monk pressed down heavily on Nan Qingyue, the corners of his mouth curling into a sneer.

"You little girl, what kind of way is that to talk? I really gave you too much Face!" The monk's Face darkened, his expression becoming hideous.

"You stinking bitch, see if I don't beat you to death!"

"I'll slap the hell out of you!"

The monk cursed as he raised his hand.

Slap! Slap!

A series of crisp sounds rang out.

Two bright red palm prints were immediately left on Nan Qingyue's Face.

Nan Qingyue's eyes widened suddenly; she couldn't believe this was real.

This monk actually struck Nan Qingyue!

"You!" Nan Qingyue's eyes reddened as she froze in place.

"Weren't you just shouting? Shout then! Go ahead and shout!" The monk pinned Nan Qingyue down firmly.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue was unable to move!

"You dead baldy, my master will definitely avenge me!" A cold light burst from Nan Qingyue's eyes.

In the Face of such despair, Nan Qingyue could only place all her hopes on Li Changfeng.

Master, where on earth are you?

Why haven't you appeared yet!

Nan Qingyue clenched her fists tightly, her eyes welling with tears.

If only she had listened to her master earlier.

A greedy expression appeared on the monk's Face; after three months straight, he could no longer restrain himself.

Moreover, the monk had encountered such a beautiful girl today. He hadn't originally planned to make a move, but now he couldn't be blamed.

"Little beauty, you brought this all on yourself! I didn't intend to do anything!" the monk said coldly.

"You were the one who forced my hand!"

With a dark Face, the monk's filthy hand gently stroked Nan Qingyue's small Face.

Despite Nan Qingyue's constant reactions, her strength was simply no match for the monk's.

Nan Qingyue was pinned firmly to the ground; she struggled incessantly, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, two lines of hot tears streamed down Nan Qingyue's cheeks. She cried; facing such a great humiliation, even her boisterous personality couldn't hold up.

"Master, Master! Save me!" Nan Qingyue cried out in despair.

As soon as she finished speaking...

There was a thunderous boom.

The monk was sent flying by a powerful force, crashing heavily onto the ground.

A giant crater was smashed into the spot where he landed.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread around the giant crater.

The monk lay in the deep pit, gasping for breath, a cold light bursting from his eyes.

"Who is it? Who the hell is ruining my fun!" the monk cursed as he leaped out of the deep pit.

The monk scanned his surroundings, but he saw no one there.

The monk gripped the Scepter in his hand tightly, a cold light bursting from his eyes.

The newcomer must be very dangerous, and their formidable strength meant they were certainly no ordinary person.

As such, he had to be even more cautious.

"Sneaking around... could it be you're a coward!" The monk tried to provoke the person, hoping to force them out this way.

Nan Qingyue slowly opened her eyes. In her moment of despair, she had actually been saved.

Nan Qingyue was extremely grateful. Without a second thought, she knew it must have been her master!

To be able to blast this monk away with a single strike...

The only person with such ability was her master.

"Master!" Nan Qingyue called out.

However, the small alley was very quiet; there wasn't any sound at all.

Nan Qingyue looked around, but she didn't see Li Changfeng's figure.

Just as Nan Qingyue was wondering...

A voice suddenly came from the air.

"dead baldy, you dare to bully my disciple? You must be tired of living!"

Nan Qingyue looked up toward the direction of the voice.

However, no one was there.

But the voice was so familiar; Nan Qingyue had already recognized that it was her master!

"Master, you're here! You've come to save me!" Nan Qingyue was incredibly excited.

Hearing this, the monk's Face darkened.

No wonder the attack was so powerful; so it's this girl's master?

Fine, no matter who comes, they must die!

No one shall interfere with my good business!

"Bald donkey, you're quite arrogant." Li Changfeng dropped from the sky and slowly stood in front of Nan Qingyue.

The monk leaped through the air, jumping out of the deep pit.

The monk looked up at the young man. "Is it you? You're the one who just ambushed me?"

"That's right." Li Changfeng didn't hide it and admitted it directly.

"It's truly unexpected that a sixteen-year-old brat could also be someone's master!" The monk's Face was grim, his expression solemn.

At this moment, the monk's heart was already incensed, and he clenched his fists tightly.

And right at that moment...

The monk looked up, a cold light bursting from his eyes.

"I advise you to leave this place quickly, otherwise, your little life will be forfeit," the monk said coldly.

"Is that so? You hurt my disciple; how shall we settle this debt?" Li Changfeng said faintly.

"If I were to leave like this, wouldn't I lose a lot of Face?"

"Do you know? I am someone who values Face above all else!"

Li Changfeng looked up, a cold light bursting from his eyes.

Nan Qingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that her master had arrived, this monk was no longer a threat.

In Nan Qingyue's heart, her master Li Changfeng was an invincible existence.

Nan Qingyue looked up at the monk, a cold light bursting from her eyes.

Recalling the scene from just now...

Nan Qingyue felt a deep hatred for this monk in her heart.

"You kid are truly arrogant! You're clearly even more arrogant than I am!" the monk said coldly.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Talking to me like this will cost you!"

The monk's Face was dark as he gripped the Scepter in his hand.

If this kid didn't leave, he would kill him and then enjoy the little beauty properly.

The monk had already made his plans; of course, all of this was merely his fantasy.

"What kind of thing are you?" Li Changfeng said faintly.

"What?" The monk was stunned, not reacting in time.

What kind of ability did this young man before him have to dare to be so arrogant!

Could it be that he really had some extraordinary skill?

Or perhaps he had some other means?

Li Changfeng sneered, "I said, what kind of thing are you?"

"Are your ears not working properly?"