The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 463: This guy is so shameless!_1

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: This guy is so shameless!_1

Zhang Xian looked at the joy in the eyes of these women, feeling a sudden warmth in his heart.

As a cultivator, he possessed power and status far surpassing ordinary mortals. Despite these two attributes not being thoroughly proven yet, he didn’t feel superior.

The women’s devotion towards him made him feel fortunate.

"Sigh...."

Upon sensing the strong bond shared between Zhang Xian, Dong Qian, Duan Hong, Wen Yulan, and Fu Meiting, Mo Shaoyun sighed quietly to herself.

Incidentally, she envied those other women, wishing she could be in their place. However, every crucial moment brought her hesitation rather than resolution.

At present, Zhang Xian’s romantic journey was only just beginning, and his strengths had just begun to show. With this continued development, she couldn’t guarantee what the future would hold.

Hence, she was hesitant to act on the thoughts in her heart.

Now, seeing Zhang Xian reunite with the four women after a long period of separation, and the natural display of affection shared between them, she couldn’t help but feel bitter within.

It seemed that she was Zhang Xian’s rightful spouse, his formally engaged fiancée.

But in reality, she, as his fiancée, could only watch from the sidelines as Zhang Xian showered other women with affection. The feeling, the heartache is difficult to comprehend without experiencing it firsthand.

"Brother Zhang Xian..."

Dong Qian looked at Zhang Xian, voicing her reluctance, "You’ve just returned, are you leaving again? Can’t you stay for a few more days?"

Fu Meiting, Wen Yulan, and Duan Hong also looked at Zhang Xian.

Upon learning about the situation in South Korea and that Zhang Xian was about to leave, their joy of reunion was quickly replaced with strong reluctance.

During the time without Zhang Xian, they felt truly uneasy as if their days were incomplete even without much thought.

"Hmm, I have to leave immediately."

Zhang Xian nodded, "We can only enjoy life when there is safety. What enjoyment is there if even your lives are not guaranteed?"

"But..."

Dong Qian wanted to keep Zhang Xian from going, yet she couldn’t find a reason to persuade him to stay.

"It’s okay, it won’t take long," Zhang Xian replied with a smile.

Dong Qian pouted, looked at Zhang Xian and said, "Then...be careful."

Zhang Xian nodded, "Hmm..."

"Hey...!"

Fu Meiting looked at Zhang Xian, reminding him, "There are many beautiful women in South Korea, just be careful."

"Well..."

Zhang Xian was taken aback, asking, "Why have you started to worry about this?"

Fu Meiting asked, "Can’t I?"

"No, I just find it curious." Zhang Xian shook his head.

Throughout all this time, Fu Meiting never cared about how many women he had. Only to today, this girl suddenly said such a thing, had rather surprised him.

"Too many people can be troublesome," Fu Meiting looked at them, calmly utter a statement.

Zhang Xian looked at Fu Meiting, nodded in agreement.

"Be careful on the road."

Mo Shaoyun walked over to Zhang Xian, tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and said, "We’ll wait for you to come back here, waiting for your safe return."

...

South Korea, Shoucheng Airport.

Zhang Xian walked out of the gate and scanned his surroundings before getting into a cab and providing an address.

Though he had been previously living in the mountains, he extensively studied various subjects, including languages.

Currently, he was fluent in several languages. According to his master, these were essential survival skills, just like learning how to drive.

Shortly after, the taxi stopped in front of a hotel.

Zhang Xian paid the fare, entered the hotel, and checked into a room.

"The women in South Korea are indeed beautiful and sexy, but it’s hard to tell if it’s natural or artificial."

Getting into the elevator, Zhang Xian saw several attractive women dressed in tank tops and miniskirts. They were scantily clad, leaving little to the imagination.

"Handsome, do you think I’m pretty?" A beautiful woman winked at Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian wiped his nose and quickly averted his gaze.

God, are all South Korean women this forward? Is invitation like that necessary just for one glance?

"Oh, you’re shy?" The woman laughed.

The other two women also giggled. A shy guy like this was really rare! He blushed at such a small matter. How thin-skinned he must be?

Zhang Xian glanced at the three women and quickly averted his gaze again, showing no intention of engaging with them.

"Hey! Why are you ignoring us?"

The woman laughed, "As a man, being shy is not a good thing! You might not be able to find a girlfriend."

"Um..."

Zhang Xian’s face turned black.

Darn it, I’m only ignoring you, does that mean I’m shy? Also, would I tell you I already have several wives, each of whom is more beautiful than you?

"Tsk..." The woman turned her head away in annoyance when Zhang Xian continued to ignore her.

The other two women were also angered by Zhang Xian’s disregard. At least they looked presentable, couldn’t he stop humiliating them?

Zhang Xian saw that the three women were angry, smirked, and continued to ignore them.

Before coming here, his wives had repeatedly told him to behave himself. Considering he considered himself highly attractive, he didn’t want to interact with these women. Who knows, they might fall in love with him.

"Ding..."

Suddenly, the elevator door opened, and a middle-aged man rushed in, a blood-stained dagger in his hand.

"Ah..."

This unexpected sight made the three women scream in terror, their faces as pale as ghosts. Their reaction was beyond dramatic, it was utterly overblown.

"Umm..."

The middle-aged man shook his head and asked, "What are you screaming for? This is just a prop."

"You..."

Having heard his explanation, the women were left mortified.

They looked at Zhang Xian with curiosity in their eyes. They still remembered how the middle-aged man had burst in hurriedly with a bloody knife, making them think he was a murderer.

In reality, 99% of people would jump to the same conclusion upon first seeing a frantic man carrying a knife.

But there was one person who didn’t. The boy just stood there calmly from start to finish, remaining totally unflappable. This had piqued their curiosity. Was he naive, or just unfazed? Either way, his calmness was simply astonishing.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Xian turned to them and asked, "Do you think I’m really handsome?"

"Pfff... Show off..."

After rolling their eyes at Zhang Xian, the women turned their heads away, thoroughly exasperated.

And they also resented that middle-aged man. If he hadn’t burst in unannounced, they wouldn’t have lost their composure and been disdainfully mocked.

"Er, sorry for scaring you." The middle-aged man awkwardly apologized.

The women gave him a sidelong glance then turned their heads away in annoyance.

Soon, the elevator reached the sixth floor.

After they got out of the elevator, one of the women asked Zhang Xian who had followed them, "What are you doing? Why are you always following us?"

Zhang Xian lifted up his hand, swinging the keys in it, walked over to a hotel room door and unlocked it.

"Um..."

The women looked at the key, checked the room number and found out Zhang Xian was staying in the room neighboring theirs. Seeing this, they furrowed their brows in discontent. Why on earth was he staying next door?

"Goodbye, ladies..."

Zhang Xian gave the women a smile, stepped into his room and closed the door behind him.

The women were so annoyed by this they stomped their feet and, pouting, entered their own room.

...

In the evening at a hotel in Shoucheng.

"Click..."

Zhang Xian walked out as the door to his room opened.

"Click..."

At the same time, the door to the neighboring room was also opened, and the three beautiful women came out in turn, a waft of delicate perfume trailing after them.

"What a coincidence!"

Zhang Xian smiled and started to walk on.

"This little jerk..." The women ground their teeth in frustration, their eyes flashing in anger. They wished they could burn Zhang Xian to cinders right now.

Zhang Xian might have seemed as if he was just greeting them, but the laughter in his eyes clearly hinted at mockery. How could they not be fuming?

Zhang Xian paid no heed to their anger and left the hotel, heading off somewhere.

When he saw a traditional restaurant, he hurried in, ready to have a meal. Although he could speak Korean, it was his first time in South Korea.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

A beautiful waitress approached and asked with a smile.

Zhang Xian picked up the menu, casually ordered a couple of dishes, then replied, "Just these."

"Please wait a moment." The waitress nodded and walked away.

Zhang Xian took out his phone to check the time and then started to look around the restaurant. As soon as he spotted three familiar figures, his lips twitched involuntarily.

"Oh... you are here too?"

One of the women spotted Zhang Xian while she looked around and walked up with a smile, "Did you come alone or with friends?"

Zhang Xian replied, "Alone! Why? Looking to mooch a meal? That’s not okay!"

"You’re the one mooching meals!" the woman replied in annoyance.

Zhang Xian glanced around and then broke into a grin, "Turns out, all the tables are full. Sorry, you came too late. What a pity!"

"Could we share the table? We’re waiting for someone here." the woman asked.

Zhang Xian replied, "Sure, I don’t mind."

"Thank you!"

The women thanked him and took their seats, turning to glance at the restaurant’s entrance from time to time.

The food arrived shortly after.

Zhang Xian didn’t seem interested in engaging with the women at all. He just picked up his chopsticks and dug in, thoroughly enjoying his food.

"Um..."

The women just sat and watched, expressions of frustration etched across their faces. Especially under the questioning stares from the others in the restaurant, they wished they could just disappear into the floor.

They were at the same table, but as soon as the food came, he ate on his own, without any consideration for their feelings or the curiosity of others. Was there no shame left in him?

"Why are you staring at me?"

Zhang Xian looked up and was somewhat confused when he saw their unfriendly looks.

What’s the matter with these women? He was just eating and hadn’t invited them, did they have to look at him with such a hostile gaze?