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Chapter 152 Behavior
"Master, are you talking about them?"

No, I'm talking about you.

Lu Ping, who had been inexplicably scolded, looked up, his face full of confusion.

"Wait, Master, I was just speaking up for you, how did I become a fool?"

Zhou You simply shook his head slightly.

"—It's just that you've complicated something that was originally easy to solve."

He raised his hand, patted Lupin's head, and said softly.

"Alright, this is also part of education. As an adult, let me first teach you what to do when you encounter this situation."

then.

He then raised his sword and took a step forward.

"There are some people in this world with whom you can reason, but there are others who simply won't reason with you."

"You can reason with reasonable people, but what if you encounter unreasonable ones? What should you do then?"

“Lupin, remember this: there are three kinds of people who are the most unreasonable in the world: hysterical elders, relatives who are mentally challenged, and fanatical believers who are obsessed to the point of madness.”

"The first two are basically unsolvable, but the third one is actually quite easy to handle."

With each step Zhou You took, the voices of the believers lowered—they had all witnessed how Zhou You had killed the lama and knew that he was a master swordsman—but ultimately, his calm smile misled them, and a burly man stepped forward and shouted.

"What are you all afraid of? He's just one person. He can't possibly kill us all—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou You lifted his foot.

Then, without hesitation, he kicked it!
With the combined blessing of the Jing Shen Food Song and the San Zhi Xiu Mo, the man, who was at least 1.8 meters tall, actually flew up like a kite on the spot!
When he landed again, his face was ashen, his head lolled to the side, and he immediately fell into a coma.

Zhou You turned around and looked at the leading man who was making the most noise.

The man froze for a few seconds, then turned and ran away!
"He's a smart man, what a pity."

Zhou You moved slightly, and when he looked again, he was already close to the man's side.

"No matter how smart a piece of trash is, he's still trash—without enough strength, what right do you have to challenge me?"

He raised his knee and rammed into the man, whose face contorted in agony, and he immediately bent over like a shrimp.

Zhou You drew his longsword and held it directly against the man's neck.

Duan Xie trembled for a moment, and finally gave his answer.

Those who harbor malicious intent and are not innocent deserve to be killed.

As expected of Xuan Yuan Dao Ren's sword, its moral standards are quite lenient, huh?

Even though Duan Xie agreed, Zhou You did not kill him directly. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Lu Ping.

His expression was calm, as if he were simply teaching.

"Remember this: when you encounter this situation, trying to reason with them, be gentle, considerate, or give in is useless. It will only embolden them. The only thing that really works is to use swift and decisive measures to intimidate the villains. At the very least, you have to make them fear you."

After saying that, he looked at the mob again.

"I've already killed one today, so I don't mind committing a few more murders. I just wonder which of you is willing to come up and give it a try?"

A moment of silence.

Then, the mob scattered in all directions.

Zhou You lowered his head and looked at the man under the sword's edge—the man had already fainted with his eyes rolled back, and his crotch was soaked.

Faced with this guy, Zhou You didn't bother to soil his sword. He simply kicked him away, then walked up to Lu Ping and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, although all these believers have run away, we probably can't stay in this mountain village any longer. Go back and tell your uncle, let's travel through the night."

Lupin didn't move for a while before he spoke.

"Uh, Master, is this how you always do it?"

Zhou You scratched his chin, carefully considering his past experiences.

"I can only say part of it, you may not know this, but most of the time I am a pacifist and usually treat people kindly."

"Then why this time?"

Zhou You shrugged, his answer sounding relaxed and carefree.

"First, these believers are just too stupid, I couldn't help but take action. Second, it was also to vent my anger—damn it, it's only been a few days, and I've been killing people since the beginning, and most of the fights started for no reason at all—"

He suddenly spat.

"That damn delivery is almost over, now we can finally rest!"
-
Three or four hours after the escort agency left.

The once quiet mountain village was filled with noise again.

Unlike before, this time the village chief led the way respectfully, while two people dressed in black robes followed behind, their faces obscured.

"Master, this is it."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by one of them.

"Didn't I tell you before? Don't call me Master. We're just itinerant monks right now. If the real Master hears this title, it's not a big deal if you die, but we'll both at least get the punishment of having half a hand cut off."

Upon hearing these words, the village chief looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Then may I ask how I should address you two? Master, or..."

“Let’s call him ‘Sir’,” the other man in black robes decided. “But these are all irrelevant. Tell me what happened first.”

The village chief, spitting and gesturing wildly, described for a long time what had happened on the stage earlier.

After enduring the chaotic language and heavy local accent, one of the men in black finally spoke.

"This looks like things are getting a bit complicated."

His companion nodded in agreement.

"It's really troublesome. It's a pity that none of these people know the specifics. At the most critical moment, these useless people were all immersed in the Heavenly Demon Dance. Their explanations are all over the place, and there are quite a few self-contradictory things."

"But is that why did the Master send the two of us here?"

The village chief, who had been smiling obsequiously the whole time, hurriedly stepped forward and said something after they finished speaking.

"Sirs, is there anything else I can do for you?"

However, his eagerness to please was met with only an impatient wave from the man in black.

"You're done here. Just hurry up and seal off the village—remember, not a single person can leave the village. There are still demons lurking outside. If you leave the village without permission, you will be corrupted. So, without our instructions, absolutely no one can leave. Understand?"

Seeing the village chief bow and scrape as he left, the first man in black robes spoke to his companion.

"Jia Zeng, why don't you go up and take a look first?"

The man in black, known as Jia Zeng, nodded, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and landed on the stage as if he were weightless.

But the moment he landed, his brows furrowed, and then he blurted out something involuntarily.

"Such a strong evil spirit!"

(End of this chapter)