"Mr. Chen, are you all right?" Lin Jingzhu quickly approached, asking with concern.
"I’m fine."
Chen Mo shook his numb arm, looked towards the distant ruins, and said calmly: "Waving one’s hand isn’t an apology, it’s just indicating you need more practice... you bald monk, do you yield?"
"Cough, cough..."
A violent coughing sound arose.
The gray-robed monk crawled out from the wreckage, walking somewhat unsteadily.
His golden body was covered with web-like cracks, his chest was sunken, a clear fist imprint was on his heart, his face pale as paper, and blood constantly seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"What a hard fist, sir." The monk’s figure wavered as he said with a bitter smile.
The Immovable Golden Body may not be invincible, but breaking it with brute force is almost impossible.
Even if one had enough strength to break the golden body, they would first be destroyed by the force of the recoil... as for Chen Mo, he seemed unaffected, his bodily strength nearly rivaling that of the monastery’s Protecting Monks!
"It’s okay, just hard enough to be tougher than your golden body."
Chen Mo raised his chin, indicating: "Take this bald monk back to the government office, and charge him for the damaged wall, with compensation according to the value in silver."
"Yes!"
Two assistant officers stepped forward to escort the gray-robed monk.
The gray-robed monk did not resist, allowing himself to be shackled.
Chen Mo turned around, his gaze swept over the Jianghu people nearby, his eyes cold, "Anyone else have opinions about the ’court’s hounds’, you can step forward for a couple of rounds."
"..."
The crowd’s eyes wandered, not daring to meet his gaze.
What a joke, if even a high monk from Wuwan Temple couldn’t withstand a punch, wouldn’t they be pounded into pulp if they challenged him?
They were just watching the spectacle, exchanging some petty insults, no need to risk their lives...
Seeing this group of Jianghu people looking like frightened birds, the two assistant officers stood tall and straight, feeling immensely pleased.
"No wonder he’s the Hundred Household Officer who overwhelmed Three Saint Sect’s chief, truly living up to his reputation!"
"If we’re the court’s hounds, then Hundred Household Chen is Dog King!"
"Feels like Eagle King sounds better..."
"..."
Lin Jingzhu’s lips curled up slightly, her eyes lit with a smile, inexplicably feeling a sense of pride.
No wonder he’s Mr. Chen!
This is the power of her husband!
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Chen Mo looked at Lin Jingzhu and said: "The Heavenly Human Martial Exam is about to begin, with Six Gates’ patrol pressure increasing drastically. I’ve dispatched two squads to help ease your burden."
Lin Jingzhu’s smile bloomed like flowers, "Thank you, Mr. Chen!"
Chen Mo waved his hand casually, "We’re all on the same side, no need to be courteous."
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