I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 88 - 83: Showing No Appreciation for Kindness

Chapter 88: Chapter 83: Showing No Appreciation for Kindness

Eight o’clock in the morning.

After completing his "shopping," Chen Yun rode his electric scooter leisurely back to Mingwang New Village.

He parked the electric bike in the public parking area to charge.

Then, lifting the heavy basket from the front seat of the scooter, Chen Yun headed towards his home.

The Vernal Equinox had just passed, and the sunshine was brilliant with birds chirping and fragrant flowers.

Beside the road, patches of lawn lush as carpets were dotted with a few early-blooming wildflowers, scattered like vibrant gemstones on green fabric.

At this moment, it was not only the elderly who were walking around.

A portion of the working class, who started their jobs at nine, hurried along briskly towards the closest subway station at King Ming Mausoleum Line 4.

As for the students, they were hardly seen.

After all, it was still Friday, and most students had embarked on their journey to school well before seven.

Carrying his basket and wearing slippers, Chen Yun walked through the neighborhood, not looking out of place at all.

Many seniors, just like him, were also out shopping at this time.

Of course, if he were to display his "shopping" purchases, it would certainly stand out enough to attract the attention of passers-by nearby.

Nine live snakes, one dead snake, and two live leather lizards in his basket were indeed a stark contrast to the groceries of the other seniors.

Lost in these wild thoughts, Chen Yun approached the intersection near his apartment building.

Just about to cross, he noticed many seniors gathered, watching something from a distance.

As the range of Transparent World extended,

Chen Yun could see a drunken man in disheveled clothes standing in the middle of the road.

Reeking of alcohol, his face flushed red.

His bleary eyes lacked focus, looking tired and confused.

He staggered, his body swinging unsteadily as if he wanted to head in a certain direction but seemed likely to fall at any moment.

Nearby,

a woman tried to hold the drunkard to keep him from moving erratically, but the drunkard’s resistance caused her to sweat profusely, her hair sticking to her forehead, unable to restrain the man as he seemed to have gone mad with drink.

Judging by the dust on the woman’s body, it was evident she had fallen in her attempts to detain the man.

"Go home, stop making a drunken scene here."

The woman gritted her teeth trying to drag the drunkard but was flung to the ground by his backhand, involuntarily letting out a pained groan.

This left the woman on the verge of tears.

Among the onlooking seniors, a few seemed to want to roll up their sleeves and intervene.

Yet they were dissuaded by those around them, considering their old age; dealing with an irrational drunkard was both taxing and thankless.

Thus, although the seniors were angered, they could only scold and chastise the man who, obviously too drunk to comprehend.

Chen Yun, observing this, raised an eyebrow.

Carrying his basket, wearing slippers and shorts, he stepped forward looking like a carefree landlord.

He also appeared to be an undisturbed passerby, focused only on moving forward, ignoring the unfolding scene.

Upon seeing this,

the drunkard, without hesitation, lunged towards Chen Yun, the apparent upstart, clearly used to being arrogantly domineering even when drunk.

Amid the gasps of the surrounding crowd,

Chen Yun’s expression remained calm, even a bit stern.

Such a person who could still get staggeringly drunk early in the morning, causing trouble, and disregarding his wife, was not a good man by any standards.

Thus, Chen Yun simply reached into his basket, pulled out the dead snake, and swung it swiftly and accurately at the drunkard.

He only dealt with reality, not pretense.

He struck the drunkard’s cheek sharply.

Though the force was not great—as he still needed to take the dead snake back home to be processed for food, turning it into unmanageable mush wouldn’t do—it was, nonetheless, uncompromisingly executed.

When the snake struck the drunkard’s right cheek, it made a crisp sound.

A red mark immediately appeared, and the drunkard’s face was whipped to the side.

His entire motion paused.

At this moment,

the surroundings suddenly quieted, everyone stared in amazement at Chen Yun’s forceful, precise, and fierce strike.

It was undoubtedly swift, accurate, and ferocious.

The elders around, upon hearing the sound, felt a faint pain on their faces, but considering it was a drunk man being whipped, they started cheering.

At that moment.

The partially sobered drunk man couldn’t pay attention to anything else, but numbly covered his face, feeling the pain and reliving the sensation from the contact.

Smooth, icy to the touch, and those barely noticeable fine textures.

Something’s not right?

What the hell just whipped me?

The drunk man looked towards Chen Yun’s right hand suspiciously, only to see something that everyone was familiar with, limply hanging there.

Holy shit? A snake?!!

He couldn’t help but shudder all over.

The partial drunkenness he had was now completely gone. Looking at the dead snake in Chen Yun’s hand, he swallowed his saliva out of fright.

Seeing Chen Yun ready to lift his right hand again, the drunk man instinctively stepped back two steps.

But then he thought it would seem too cowardly.

So, he plucked up his courage and puffed out his chest, pretending not to be afraid.

Seeing this.

Chen Yun spoke calmly, "Sobered up? If you’re sober, take your wife and go home."

Upon hearing this.

The woman quickly tugged at the chest-puffing drunk man, trying to take him home now that he was sober.

But the drunk man felt it was a loss of face to be ordered around by Chen Yun.

He looked at Chen Yun, who wore big shorts, slippers, and held a grocery basket, thinking that this guy was just using a dead snake to scare people.

How could he be scared by someone who looked like a stay-at-home husband?

Listening to the surrounding chatter.

The drunk man’s machismo got the better of him.

He forcefully shook off his wife, pushing her to the ground without caring that she cried out in pain.

"Who the hell do you think you are to order me around?"

Saying this, he bent down to pick up a stone.

He took a few steps forward, intending to grab hold of Chen Yun.

Chen Yun almost imperceptibly rolled his eyes.

"Ungrateful."

He muttered under his breath, then without hesitation, his right hand began to move.

The dead snake swung from below upward in a diagonal slash, whipping the man’s head up from the chin.

Then, without giving the man a chance to react, he brought down a forceful "Mount Hua Chop" from the forehead, making the man stagger.

Immediately after.

Chen Yun quickly drew back the snake’s body, then swept it horizontally once more towards the drunk man’s cheek.

This time, it wasn’t the right cheek, but he unhesitatingly blasted the left cheek.

Accompanied by a fierce swooshing sound, a tooth flew out of the man’s mouth, and he was knocked out cold without hesitation.

Chen Yun’s movements were fluid and rhythmic, wielding the snake whip with vigor. The moment the drunk reached out his hand, he was precisely controlled and defeated with a face-beating combo.

It was like watching a Martial Arts master with a long whip, who didn’t even need to move his feet to render someone completely helpless.

This had all the surrounding elders dazzled and cheering.

Looking at the now broken and mushy mess that the snake’s body had become from its previous jerky-like state, Chen Yun couldn’t help but feel sorry for its transformation into jelly.

As for the drunk man lying on the ground.

Chen Yun felt no disturbance in his heart.

Just a fool.

"I’m sorry for causing you trouble."

The drunk man’s wife came up to Chen Yun and sincerely bowed.

Looking at the man passed out on the ground, feeling the wounds left from being pushed down a couple of times, a sense of disappointment welled up inside her.

Again and again, it was not domestic violence, but it might as well have been.

"It’s okay."

Chen Yun nodded politely, then, as if nothing had happened, walked away with the snake corpse, not bothering with the complicated expressions on the woman’s face.

He figured the drunk man wouldn’t dare cause him any more trouble, or else it wouldn’t just be a limp snake corpse...

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