Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 339: Conflict
He ran and he chased, his shoes almost flew off, the two of them jumped up and down in the yard, Chen Xuan was chased by the grumpy Lao Deng and was in a panic.

The old turtle in the pond stretched its neck and the crane flapped its wings, as if they were watching a show.

There was no way the old emperor could catch up with Chen Xuan. He used his still-strong internal energy and displayed his superb lightness skills. There was a faint sound of breaking through the air when he moved, and his cane even left a trail of afterimages when he swung it. However, Chen Xuan was like a slippery loach, and he couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

Every time, the old emperor was almost able to beat him as he wished, but that little bit was just enough, like an insurmountable chasm.

Even so, Chen Xuan tried his best to take care of the old man's legs and feet. Not to mention lightness skills, he didn't even use his true energy at all. He just relied on his physical fitness to dodge easily. Otherwise, if he used a little trick, the old emperor wouldn't even be able to see his shadow.

In fact, although the old emperor was furious and wanted to kill Chen Xuan with a knife, he actually had no "killing intention" at all. The cane he swung was scary, but it was just a lot of noise but no action. If it really hit someone, it would probably be about the same force as when he taught his son a lesson.

How could Chen Xuan not sense whether others were truly hostile and looking for trouble, so he was happy to join in the fun. At first glance, he could tell that this was a very lonely old man, and the loneliness he felt became even stronger because of his noble status.

As for his identity, considering the surrounding circumstances and the coincidence of the little princess's arrival, is there any need to guess?
As he ran, Chen Xuan mocked him, "Old man, can you do it? Try harder. If you can do it, I'll let you hit the corner of my clothes in half an hour at most. I'll pretend to let you hit me as you wish."

"Wow, I'm so angry. Boy, don't run away if you have the guts. I won't stop until I beat you up!" Lao Deng screamed in anger. His face was red due to the intense exercise and sweat was coming out of his forehead.

He said so, but he was actually quite surprised in his heart. This little guy was something. Although he was old and his cultivation was not that good, the martial arts he practiced were top-notch. It was no exaggeration to say that, apart from his identity, he had been in battle several times and could last two rounds even against a master who had just entered the innate realm. But he could not even catch a glimpse of this kid's shadow.

He seemed to be dodging in a clumsy and dangerous manner, but even a blind person could see from his relaxed and effortless posture that he was clearly just making himself amused.

Chen Xuan continued to taunt him, "What's the point of being angry? Hit me. If I don't run away and let you hit me, wouldn't I be called a fool? Haha, take it easy, don't hurt your waist. Don't say you still have the energy to do this. I admire you."

Although he was mocking them, Chen Xuan was actually despising them in his heart. What a bunch of good-for-nothings surrounded Old Deng. An old man should do more exercise so that he can be healthy. How can he be healthy if he sits there like a mascot all day long and eats all the good food?

Even Grandmasters regularly examine his health, yet he hasn't offered any feedback on this matter? Is he afraid, or does he have ulterior motives? Or perhaps he simply lacks the foresight to do so, or even worse, is he simply seeking to avoid mistakes rather than achieve success?
It seemed that Chen Xuan was being chased and beaten, but in fact he was increasing the amount of exercise for Lao Deng. Although Lao Deng was old, he had a strong foundation. A little exercise was not only harmless but also good for the body. Fortunately, Lao Deng's daughter was a friend, otherwise Chen Xuan would not have the time to consider him.

"You little rascal, I've never met someone as disrespectful to elders as you in my old age. I'm going to teach you a lesson today no matter what," Lao Deng said with a glare and puff of his beard.

Chen Xuan dodged and retorted, "Old man, I have to say something about what you said. How have I disrespected my elders?"

"You said you didn't recognize me, right? If you had a little respect for the elderly, would you have thrown my shoes away?" Lao Deng said this angrily.

However, Chen Xuan laughed heartily and said, "If I didn't respect my elders, why would I help you pick up your shoes? You said you, I picked them up for you, and then you lost them again and asked me to pick them up again. You're really teasing me, how can I tolerate this? People's kindness is not to be teased. You were the one who disrespected the elders first, and now you blame me?"

"You can't do that. I'm old, and you're my junior. Not to mention asking you to pick up shoes a few times, you have to bear it even if I ask you to bend down and carry me around!" Lao Deng said confidently.

Chen Xuan was displeased when he heard this. "Respecting the elderly comes from the heart. Pretending to show off your virtue is hypocrisy. If you don't believe me, go and try it. On the street, there are indeed people who will carry you around as a mount because of your age. That's because they can see their crappy character. If you try to have someone carry you in the deep mountains and forests, they will probably snatch all the bitter tea seeds away from you. Believe it or not?"

Can human nature be determined by facts? From ancient times to the present, there has never been a good person, judging by their heart and deeds.

"You are talking nonsense and making a fuss. You are full of nonsense and you are not happy after I say a few words to you. I will definitely teach you a lesson today," Lao Deng said gritting his teeth, but he had to admit in his heart that what the boy said seemed to make some sense.

No, this guy is quite famous. After just a short while, I have begun to admire him. No wonder my daughter can become friends with him. She can't help but meet him a second time after meeting him once, and she doesn't even care about the secular eyes and has private contact with him. How hateful! He deserves a beating!
Chen Xuan laughed and said, "That's the truth. You just don't want to admit it. What can I do? Even if you're angry and don't like me, that's your business. I don't care. If you want to beat me up, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

"Young people are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and are too independent. If they continue like this, they will suffer," Lao Deng couldn't help but say.

Hey, hey, hey, aren’t you going to beat me up? Why do I feel like your anger is fake? You’re actually a little worried about me?
Feeling strange in his heart, Chen Xuan said: "It is said that suffering a loss is a blessing. If others suffer the loss, I will enjoy the blessing. Isn't that what I want?"

"Then let me beat you up, and I'll take the loss while you enjoy yourself."

"You treat me like a three-year-old..."

The two of them were making a lot of noise in the yard, chasing each other but no one even bothered to look at them.

The surrounding area has been blocked off long ago. Not only people, but even a fly can't get close.

In secret, the old emperor's close companion, Eunuch Wang, watched the two people jumping up and down and making a fuss, with a sincere smile on his face and even tears flashing in his eyes.

How long had it been since the Emperor had felt so relaxed and happy? Ten or twenty years? That young man was truly a wonderful person. He seemed out of tune, but with just a few words he had the Emperor at ease, playing with him, as if he had returned to his carefree youth.

The emperor has ordered that he should not be disturbed. He hopes that the young man can take it easy. The emperor's body cannot withstand the torture.

While he was feeling emotional, Eunuch Wang was still holding the old emperor's shoes in his hand. After Chen Xuan kicked them away, they were picked up by someone immediately.

After about two quarters of an hour, the old emperor's face was flushed, he was panting, and sweat was on his forehead. From beginning to end, he didn't even touch the corner of Chen Xuan's clothes.

Although he was a little tired, he felt relaxed all over. He felt extremely relaxed. It had been a long time since he had exercised so fully.

Chen Xuan has always been paying attention to his physical condition. Although the emperor has a good constitution, he is old after all. Appropriate exercise is beneficial to physical and mental health, but excessive exercise will do more harm than good.

I figured it was about time and it would be too late to continue, so I was just planning to find a reason to make him stop, but then I noticed the little princess coming this way, which saved me some trouble.

The two of them were still continuing their "chase" scene, one chasing the other, and it looked very fierce, as if they really wanted to beat Chen Xuan to death.

At this time, the little princess finished the blessing ceremony and came towards this side to inquire about Chen Xuan's whereabouts. The surroundings had been blocked and no one was allowed to approach, but this did not include the little princess herself. Even Xia Mei was stopped not far away.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Chen Xuan being chased and beaten. His beautiful eyes widened, and then he looked at the people who were 'chasing' Chen Xuan with an expression of disbelief. He immediately shouted, "Stop, stop it, stop hitting me!"

Chen Xuan had already noticed her arrival, so he stopped and looked around as if nothing had happened.

The old emperor didn't have such sharp senses as him. When Chen Xuan suddenly stopped, he couldn't stop and shouted, so he went up and hit Chen Xuan on the forehead with a stick.

He was not really angry and wanted to beat Chen Xuan to death. Naturally, this stick did not have much killing power. Besides, with Chen Xuan's cultivation level, this stick could not even tickle him.

From the beginning he was determined to beat Chen Xuan up, but after changing his mindset to the point where he was satisfied with just one blow if he couldn't catch up with him, when he really got hit, he was stunned.

"No, you kid should hide," he said subconsciously. He felt uncomfortable when he was hit.

The sound of the stick hitting the target was crisp and clear, and it was obvious that it was a good start.

Chen Xuan, who was completely fine, turned around in shock, staring at the old emperor in disbelief. He then raised his hand blankly and touched his forehead. He then let out an exaggerated "ah" and fell to the ground. He tried to raise his hand but couldn't, and said weakly, as if he was about to die: "You...you...my head is about to split open. Old man, you have such a cruel heart and such vicious hands. I am not going to die, am I?"

Lao Deng, I won't dodge this stick. I did it on purpose. Do you know what "touching a car" means? Today, let me teach you a good lesson.

In the past, it was always the elderly who committed fraud, but today I will let you understand what it means to be a fraud!

"Taohua, what's wrong with you? Why is father...father here? Why are you fighting? What's going on?" Zhou Xianning asked in surprise.

As she spoke, she saw the weak Chen Xuan lying on the ground. She had seen him get hit with a stick with her own eyes. She cried out in surprise, lifted her skirt and stepped forward. She squatted beside him, put one hand under his neck to support him, and touched his forehead with the other hand, asking with concern: "Taohua, Taohua, are you okay? Does your head hurt?"

"It's more than just pain, I feel dizzy and I'm afraid... I'm afraid..." Chen Xuan said weakly, resting his head on her fragrant and soft arms, but he was winking at the old emperor, trying to anger him deliberately.

"What are you afraid of?" The little princess asked nervously with her head slightly lowered.

A faint fragrance filled his nose, and Chen Xuan thought that this might be a bit too much. This... Your father hit me with a stick, so it's reasonable for me to charge some interest in front of him, right?
At this moment, the old emperor was almost exhausted and his head was buzzing.

You little bastard, I didn't use much force when I hit you with the stick, why did you have to hit me like that?

Also, my daughter, haven't you seen how exhausted your father is? Instead of caring about me, you go to care about him?

At this moment, he was looking at Chen Xuan, who was resting his head on his daughter's arms with a smug look on his face, and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. The "anger" that had originally subsided rushed to the top of his head!

This is really too much...

(End of this chapter)