Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

The shopkeeper was backed by six robust men who surged forward, one attempting to lock Chen Shi's throat from behind, two trying to grab Chen Shi's arms, another two aiming kicks at Chen Shi's lower abdomen, and one drawing a short sword, planning to sever the tendons in Chen Shi's left hand.


Scholars like them had seen it all before.


They had simply read books for a few years, obtained a Divine Embryo bestowed by the gods, and learned a few Spells, considering themselves to be extraordinary. But the moment anyone got close to them, they would become powerless scholars, unable to fight back and completely at their opponent's mercy.


Furthermore, they themselves were Scholars.


As they were about to close in, Chen Shi grabbed chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table. Before the two men in front of him could kick his lower abdomen, their legs were already full of chopsticks.


Chapter 141 You've Been Sold Out