Chapter 320: Not Strong Enough, Too Cowardly
What the streamer meant by those words, any adult would understand.
Seeing the streamer's ghoul-like grin, the snake demon wasn't angered; instead, her smile deepened.
She deliberately flicked her tongue at the streamer again, asking with a smile, "Is that so? You said it yourself."
After speaking, the snake demon looked at Yang Haoran beside her and asked, "Can you give me a moment? I want to go get a room with him and have some fun."
The moment the streamer heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said to Yang Haoran with a beaming smile, "I hope you, venerable father-in-law, will grant us your blessing."
Unless one was blind, no one would believe Yang Haoran was the snake demon's father, and the streamer was no exception. He said this partly as a provocation, and naturally, partly to curry favor with the snake demon.
Such clumsy tactics were truly both childish and amusing. Many issues could be gleaned from the snake demon's attitude towards Yang Haoran and her words, yet this streamer remained oblivious, instead reveling in it. He even believed his methods were brilliant, thinking he was about to 'get some meat,' unaware that in the snake demon's eyes, he was merely a walking slab of prime pork belly.
No sooner had the streamer's words fallen than, before Yang Haoran could even respond, several young men rushed forward and gave the fellow a good beating.
"Goddamn it, what I hate most in this life is scum like you—a pervert who sees a pretty girl and instantly wants to jump on her, never caring if she has a boyfriend or a husband! You trash, you deserve a beating! Brothers, hit him! Hit him hard!"
Many men around were taken with the snake demon; the ones who sprang into action were just a portion of them.
The men were friends who had come here together to play. The snake demon's beauty had equally mesmerized them, leaving them utterly captivated. They had been arguing over who would get to approach her first, only for the streamer to snatch the opportunity. This greatly displeased them, so one of them suggested giving the streamer a good thrashing.
This suggestion immediately received unanimous approval from the others. To prevent the streamer from having a chance to escape, the men discussed it, seized the right moment, and suddenly launched their attack on him.
They succeeded. The streamer, at the peak of his excitement, paid no attention to his surroundings. Thus, before he could even react, he was directly pinned to the ground by the men, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks that left him howling.
The men struck hard, but none of them aimed for the streamer's vital points. It was clear they intended to inflict as much harm as possible without killing him.
"You guys keep hitting him. I’m going to ask the pretty lady for her contact information!"
One of them suddenly spoke in a low voice. Hearing this, the others immediately grew displeased.
Noticing the displeasure on his companions’ faces, the man quickly explained, "Don’t worry, if I get the number, I’ll definitely give it to you. Then it’s up to each of you to see who can actually win her over!"
As soon as these words were out, smiles appeared on their faces, and they immediately started hitting the streamer even harder.
And this fellow who spoke was precisely the one who had just been cursing the streamer as scum and a degenerate. His earlier tirade against the streamer had been full of righteousness, yet what he truly thought was entirely different from what he said.
In truth, his objective was the same as the streamer on the ground; it was just that he and the beaten streamer used different methods. Ultimately, they were all birds of a feather.
He had assumed that his brothers’ actions would surely leave the snake demon both shocked and grateful, and that he could then easily obtain her contact information. However, what he hadn’t expected was that when he pulled himself away to ask for the snake demon’s number, he found that both the snake demon and Yang Haoran had vanished.
"Stop hitting him! They’re gone! Quickly, look for them, maybe there’s still time!"
Hearing this, the men no longer had any spare time to beat the streamer on the ground. They all stopped and began searching for the snake demon around them.
"The good show has just begun, why are we leaving? " the snake demon asked Yang Haoran, looking at him.
"This kind of melodramatic plot is common in movies, what’s so good about it? Besides, if we don’t leave, it’ll be troublesome when the police arrive, and we won’t be able to go then. " Yang Haoran replied, continuing to walk.
"Heh heh, you’re actually afraid of the police? " the snake demon asked, her face full of disbelief.
"This has nothing to do with being afraid. Alright, don’t talk to me about this anymore. Let’s get to the real business; I need to be prepared. " Yang Haoran said with a smile.
The snake demon didn't answer Yang Haoran's question. Instead, she glanced behind them and smiled at Yang Haoran, "Those guys seem to be looking for us."
Yang Haoran looked back, smiled faintly, and said, "They're not looking for us, they're looking for you. Heh heh, truly unafraid of death."
"If you find them displeasing, just let me swallow them, drain their Human Spirit, and scatter their souls. That way, they’ll never appear in your sight again," the snake demon said with a charming smile.
Yang Haoran shook his head and replied, "I don't want to create any extra trouble, so please behave yourself."
The seductive smile on the snake demon’s face remained, seemingly unfazed by Yang Haoran’s words. Yang Haoran, meanwhile, fixed his gaze on a teahouse.
"Let’s go, let’s sit inside."
Yang Haoran said, and without waiting for the snake demon's consent, he walked towards the teahouse.
The reason he chose to sit in a teahouse at this moment was, of course, not to gather any useless information, but to avoid the men who were lusting after the snake demon's body. At the same time, he also wanted to use this opportunity to learn more about the Evil Spirit of Stone Forest Town from the snake demon.
This matter was more complex than he had imagined, so he felt it was better to learn more. Previously, the snake demon had been reluctant to speak, upset about something. Now that her anger had dissipated, Yang Haoran believed he could extract some useful information.
Seeing Yang Haoran enter the teahouse, the snake demon was reluctant to follow, but she had no choice. She complained as she entered the teahouse with Yang Haoran.
They requested a private room. After the server brought the tea, Yang Haoran set up a soundproofing barrier and went straight to the point.
"Tell me about this Evil Spirit. What exactly is going on?"
The snake demon smiled charmingly and said, "It seems you still don't trust me, Senior Underworld Official."
Yang Haoran wore a gentle smile as he explained, "It's not a matter of trust. It's just that my strength is limited, so I'm a bit cowardly."
These words amused the snake demon. She hadn't expected Yang Haoran to say such a thing. In her eyes, Yang Haoran's words weren't humility or modesty; they were shamelessness.
She had seen only the tip of the iceberg of Yang Haoran's true strength. Although she hadn't seen him open his Heaven Soul and use his Soul Armament, in her eyes, he was already quite powerful.
Therefore, what Yang Haoran was saying now, seemingly humble words, were in her eyes nothing but hypocrisy and shamelessness.
"Bai Xue has witnessed Senior Underworld Official’s strength with her own eyes. Can you not be so modest? " the snake demon said with a laugh.
Yang Haoran simply smiled, saying nothing more, waiting for the snake demon to continue.
The snake demon didn't intend to keep him in suspense, for she also feared provoking Yang Haoran. If she did, she would be the one to suffer.
"The reason you can’t sense the Evil Spirit’s presence is because this Evil Spirit is sealed by a restrictive barrier," the snake demon said with a laugh.
"Sealed? " Yang Haoran’s smile slowly receded the moment he heard this.
If it was truly as the snake demon said, and the Evil Spirit here was sealed, then his inability to sense its presence was understandable. After all, many restrictive barriers could not only isolate all power fluctuations and auras from their target but also conceal the barrier’s own power fluctuations. Such restrictive barriers were usually very powerful.
Of course, weaker restrictive barriers were simple to set up and required very little from the caster; such barriers would not reach this level of sophistication.
Furthermore, "restrictive barrier" was merely a general term. Different people, different methods, different tools, and different types of restrictive barriers would all yield distinct results when set up, and their uses would naturally vary.
Now, with Yang Haoran in Stone Forest Town, not only did he not sense the Yin Qi emanating from the Evil Spirit, but he also didn’t sense any power fluctuations from the restrictive barrier itself. This indicated that this restrictive barrier was quite extraordinary.
Thinking of this, a flicker of anger stirred within Yang Haoran, and his gaze towards the snake demon grew somewhat unfriendly.
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