Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

Inside the council hall.

Vice-chief Lin laughed, "Wash your face? Then wash it well, I guarantee! This will be the last time you wash your face in this lifetime."

The others also looked quite surprised.

Vice-chief Zhao looked at Tang Wen's calm face and gave a signal to someone outside.

In a few breaths, two slaves carried in a long table.

Another person brought in a bronze basin.

The basin was filled with clear water, and a white bar of soap was placed on the table.

Tang Wen rolled up his sleeves, scooped up a handful of water, looked at his sallow face, and smiled slightly.

It's time to give you all a little visual shock.

Splash, splash, splash.

Tang Wen shook the water droplets from his hands, wiped his face with his sleeve, raised his head, and looked around.

Raising his cup, he cast a scornful glance at the heavens, a jade tree standing gracefully in the wind!

The Blackwater Gang's well-informed and widely interested high-level old men were momentarily stunned.

Vice-chief Lin forgot the attack and accusations he had prepared.

What?

I've been a professional nitpicker for thirty years!

What was I going to say?

Elder Li: If I had this appearance, the number of my wives and concubines would at least double!

No, triple.

Vice-chief Zhao: If I had such looks, A'Liu wouldn't have left me back then.

Another vice-chief: Red lips and white teeth! Even I'm tempted.

It's a pity this kid is Zhao's man, not only a mid-level Beast Master but also considered a genius in cultivation?

What a pity, what a pity!

Never mind. I'll go to the White Horse Pavilion in the inner city tonight.

An elder touched his money bag: Does this kid spend money in brothels?

Vice-chief Lin opened his mouth several times before finally saying, "With such looks, hiding them must mean he's plotting something! Chief? Why don't you let me interrogate him with severe torture!"

His eyes revealed a strong malice.

Tang Wen looked at him: I've prepared two explanations for why I disguise my appearance.

One is the story of being favored by a strong and burly woman—Zhou Bing—and being taken away to be her bandit husband.

But he decided to tell the second one:

"I once passed by a small city, and the wife, daughter, and daughters-in-law of Vice City Lord Lin in that city,

all wanted me to share their beds at night, and couldn't be driven away.

Later, they became jealous of each other and caused deaths.

I almost suffered a fatal disaster!

With the help of one of Vice City Lord Lin's granddaughters, I finally escaped.

Since then, I haven't dared to show my true face easily."

He kept mentioning Vice City Lord Lin.

Although everyone knew he was talking nonsense, they still looked at Vice-chief Lin.

Their eyes were ambiguous and full of meaning.

They were just short of directly teasing him: Old Lin, no wonder you're so against this junior.

So that's how it is!

Vice-chief Lin flew into a rage: "You little bastard! A pack of lies!"

Seeing him stand up, seemingly about to attack.

Tang Wen quickly moved two steps towards Vice-chief Zhao and shouted, "Vice-chief Lin, please be aware, I really, really haven't been to your house! Please, please don't overthink it!"

Pfft.

Several vice-chiefs and elders burst out laughing.

"Little bastard, shut up!"

A strong wind rushed towards him.

Tang Wen hugged his head and hid behind Vice-chief Zhao, shouting for help.

Smack!

A crisp sound.

"Old Zhao, don't stop me! I have to beat him to death."

"Enough!"

The chief spoke.

And the chief, as expected of the chief, truly grasped the key point as soon as he opened his mouth.

He stared at Tang Wen's handsome and unique face and asked:

"How old are you?"

Huh?

All the high-level members were stunned.

Only then did they realize that Tang Wen's face was not only handsome but also very young!

Just now, because his appearance was too stunning, they had ignored this point.

No, no!

They took a closer look, and their expressions immediately became subtle.

Not only was he young!

This kid was young to an excessive degree.

Tang Wen looked at everyone, taking everything in.

He deliberately sighed before replying:

"Presumably, the chief understands my difficulty in not revealing my true appearance.

To be honest, I come from a poor background and am not very clear about how old I am.

I only know that I should be less than twenty years old."

He spoke frankly.

Although it was different from the truth.

Every sentence was the truth.

All the vice-chiefs and elders held their breath.

The hall was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

What did this mean?

A Martial Master at nineteen or twenty?

The chief's eyes changed several times: "Quickly invite Elder Zhang, the physician."

Tang Wen's heart skipped a beat.

During the martial arts competition with the Black Mountain Camp, he knew that some people could judge a person's age by their appearance.

Of course, experienced people can also determine age by feeling the bones.

A guard left.

Soon, an old man in a long gown stepped into the hall.

Seeing Tang Wen, a few surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

Vice-chief Zhao pointed at Tang Wen: "Old Zhang, check his age."

Elder Zhang narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up Tang Wen for dozens of seconds.

Tang Wen felt chills down his spine.

Tang Wen's mental power is sharp.

As soon as this old man came in, he vaguely sensed an extraordinary aura.

No need to ask, this person is not only a physician but also a transcendent powerhouse.

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"Young master, allow me to take your pulse and feel your bones."

Tang Wen could only cooperate and extend his hand.

"Don't be nervous, I'm very accurate at judging age."

Tang Wen thought: It would be better if you weren't accurate.

What will happen if you really find out my real age later?

Should I find a chance to leave Ganshan City directly after this is over?

Just tell Bai Youruo that the mission failed and my identity was exposed.

While he was thinking, Elder Zhang touched his shoulder and said:

"You have trained your body well, and your muscles and bones are developing perfectly. I can't give you a specific age."

Tang Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

So, body refining has this effect. No wonder the people the Black Mountain Camp found were mistaken.

They saw fifteen as eighteen.

In any case, it's good that they can't see my real age.

Elder Zhang smiled: "But, what is certain is that you are definitely no more than seventeen years old!"

When he said the second half of the sentence, his tone was firm.

The council hall was instantly silent.

Only a few vice-chiefs and Elder Zhang breathed slightly erratically.

A Martial Master at nineteen or twenty years old.

He is a rare genius.

Some martial arts scions, such as the most promising grandson in Vice-chief Zhao's family, are probably at this level.

It can be said that as long as he grows up, he will be a pillar of the gang.

But, a Martial Master under seventeen years old.

That's a monster!

Visualization martial arts can only be cultivated after the age of ten.

Disciples from martial arts families cannot start early either.

In addition, it takes time to refine the body and become a martial artist.

Even martial arts scions have to lay a solid foundation step by step.

Although they do not lack various resources, the foundation-laying stage is not about being as fast as possible.

There are many examples of accumulating strength and achieving great things late in life.

Previously, the instructor Vice-chief Zhao arranged for Tang Wen evaluated him as a martial arts genius seen once in thirty years.

He can't compare to the young masters in the inner city, but he is a small genius in the gang.

Now, a Martial Master under seventeen years old.

What concept is that?

If you count one by one in Ganshan City, even including the people since the city was built.

Tang Wen can also be called a pervert.

Our Blackwater Gang has successors!

Tang Wen:……

"Didn't you say you couldn't tell accurately? I think I should be at least eighteen years old, maybe twenty."

Elder Zhang smiled: "No. Definitely not eighteen years old, less than seventeen years old, and I'm still being conservative."

Tang Wen quickly interrupted him: "Excuse me for speaking frankly, have you never misjudged?"

Elder Zhang flicked his sleeves: "I have never made a mistake in thirty years. If you don't believe me, we can take another look at your teeth."

He stared at Tang Wen's mouth.

How dare Tang Wen let him look at his teeth.

If he really found out that he was only fifteen, would he still have freedom in the future?

He waved his hands repeatedly: "Just consider me seventeen."

Footsteps sounded.

The chief walked down from the main seat.

His eyes flashed with strange brilliance.

"What a pleasant surprise! Unexpected, truly unexpected."

"Yes, Chief, you returned triumphantly yesterday, and today you discovered a young genius. It's truly a double blessing!"

Elder Li stood up and said.

Vice-chief Lin was unwilling: "Old Li, it's too early to say that. Whether he's a genius or not can't be judged solely by age. Only a solid foundation makes a genius. This kid comes from a homeless background, I don't think he can be called a genius at all."

He spoke with certainty, as if he had personally seen Tang Wen being homeless.