Monk Huikong wants peace and stability in the team, while Meng Chen just wants peace and quiet. As for how those guys treat him, Meng Chen doesn't care.

Monk Huikong saw this and said helplessly, "Donor Mengchen, I understand what you mean. I just want you to be more tolerant when they provoke you."

Meng Chen stared at him with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery: "Monk, just take care of them."

The road to the secret realm is very long. The flying boat keeps shuttling back and forth according to the laws of space, but it still cannot reach the destination in a short while.

Meng Chen was too lazy to have any interaction with them, so he practiced in the room. Several days passed and Meng Chen had no interaction with them.

During this time, the flying boat landed, as if it was going to go back to visit the home of the young man in white, Xiao Yicheng.

Meng Chen didn't understand them. They were about to participate in a secret battle that was related to the country's destiny, yet they still had the mood to visit their relatives. He was completely speechless.

A day later, the group returned. At that time, Meng Chen was on the deck taking a walk. He looked calm and peaceful.

Meng Chen decided to handle the situation calmly, so he stood aside and didn't say hello to them.

When others saw Meng Chen, they also looked calm. Of course, everyone just didn't disturb each other.

In the crowd, Xiao Yicheng was also looking at Meng Chen with a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Meng Chen, I passed by my hometown this time. I haven't been back for a long time, so I went back. I wasted your time. You shouldn't mind, right?"

Meng Chen felt speechless and replied coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Yicheng immediately revealed an innocent look, glanced at the people around him, and then said aggrievedly: "I understand, Senior Meng Chen is still angry with me, right?"

Meng Chen's face darkened instantly. When did he say he was angry? He didn't even bother to give him a glance.

But now...if Meng Chen hadn't made sure that his mind was clear, he would have started to doubt whether there was something wrong with his soul and body!
Meng Chen then cast his indifferent gaze on Xiao Yicheng, frowning and saying, "I don't want to answer you, you'd better get out of here and don't provoke me!"

Xiao Yicheng immediately showed a look of fear, and retreated behind him with fearful eyes, until he bumped into the person behind him, then he turned around and apologized with a look of grievance.

"Senior Sister Bai Ting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He apologized repeatedly.

Behind him, those cultivators were staring at Meng Chen with extremely unfriendly eyes, with murderous intent in their eyes. If there was no order from the empress, they would probably come up immediately and tear Meng Chen apart.

Meng Chen's eyes fell on Huikong, and he said coldly: "Huikong, you told me that no one would come to provoke me."

Huikong had no expression on his face, he just twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand. After being pressed by Meng Chen, he spoke: "Donor Meng Chen, Xiao Cheng is just worried that you will be sad if you are left here alone. Your reaction is too extreme."

Meng Chen's face was full of disbelief. What the hell, had this dead monk been possessed by another spirit? How could such a reasonable monk before be lying with his eyes open now?

Others also began to criticize Meng Chen, saying that he was not sociable, that he was petty, and that he was pretending to be noble.

While they were all accusing each other, Xiao Yicheng in front of them gave Meng Chen a provocative smile from an angle that they could not see.

Meng Chen's mind was a mess. All these outstanding people collected by Huang Wujin must have some problems with their brains, right?

Meng Chen was so annoyed by their noise that he had no mood to enjoy the scenery. He gritted his teeth and yelled, "Idiot!"

He left in a huff, really not wanting to get involved with these idiots. If he couldn't afford to offend them, he could just avoid them. It was just that his agreement with Huang Wujin was still going on, otherwise he would have drawn a clear line with them long ago. Xiao Yicheng watched him leave, feeling proud. In his opinion, Meng Chen's embarrassing escape was a symbol of his victory.

After Meng Chen returned to his room on the flying boat, no one finally disturbed him anymore. He felt disgusted when he thought of those guys, so he decided to stay away from them.

The next day, early in the morning.

"Dong dong dong..."

The violent knocking on the door woke Meng Chen up in the room. He opened his eyes hazily and saw seven or eight figures rushing in. They were rummaging around the room and even wanted to pull Meng Chen off the bed, but he dodged them.

Meng Chen said nothing, staring at them coldly, wanting to see what they were going to do!
Bai Ting searched for a while, frowned, and walked up to Meng Chen with a murderous look on her face: "Meng Chen, why did you steal Xiao Cheng's things? Where did you hide them?"

Meng Chen frowned slightly, not knowing what she was talking about at all.

"Bai Ting, right? Are you sick? You come up and say that I stole Xiao Yicheng's things. Do you have any evidence?"

"Also, you came up and turned my room into this state without my consent! What on earth do you want to do?"

Meng Chen was really angry. He was filled with murderous aura and looked cold. His eyes were like extremely sharp cold blades, slashing through their bodies, extremely cold.

Bai Ting said angrily: "Humph! Xiao Cheng saw you enter his room. If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

Meng Chen's gaze then fell on Xiao Yicheng, who was standing outside the door and looked weak and aggrieved like a young girl.

"Xiao Yicheng? Are you sure you saw me go to your room?"

Xiao Yicheng was silent for a moment, nodded seriously, and then shook his head hurriedly.

"No, I didn't see it, Senior Meng Chen, I didn't see anything!"

"We are going to fight against the Thirteen Heavenly Monks. We must not quarrel among ourselves. If something is lost, it is lost! It is no big deal."

Bai Ting felt even more distressed after hearing this, and turned to glare at Meng Chen: "Meng Chen! That dagger is the only relic left by Xiaocheng's brother. If you return the dagger now, we will forgive you! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

A tall man next to him also had a look of disgust and resentment on his face, and angrily shouted: "Meng Chen, we are willing to give you a chance, don't be ungrateful! Otherwise, I believe you don't want to endure the pain of cramps and skinning."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Meng Chen quickly interrupted them. If they continued talking like this, not only would he be convicted of stealing, but they would probably even arrange where to bury him after his death.

Their voices gradually became smaller, probably because they wanted to see what Meng Chen wanted to do.

Meng Chen's gaze swept across them and finally stopped on Xiao Yicheng.

"Xiao Yicheng, I don't know where your hostility towards me comes from, but I certainly didn't take your dagger. If you continue to be so aggressive, I, Meng Chen, will have no choice but to withdraw from this competition."

In the crowd, Zhou Chao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "This is what you promised His Majesty, you must do it."

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