469 What is Pagoda Suppresses? (1/2)

Jun Mo Xie felt like he had stepped into Yang Zirong's shoes as he entered the lobby. He felt as reluctant as that man had when he had entered the Tiger Mountain as an undercover spy.

Dugu Zong Heng was sitting on the Lord's chair. His shoulders were draped with tiger fur like the lead antagonist. His high-perched body slightly tilted downwards. He was looking down at Jun Mo Xie like a high lord would on a peasant. His expression was remarkably similar to that of the Bandit Warlord Hawk's character from the Tiger Mountain's epic. In fact, it seemed that only a little adjustment in his expression would eliminate any need for disguises if he wanted to look the part.

Dugu Wu Di was staring wide-eyed with his ox-like eyes. His hand was pressed aggressively on his sword hilt, and he stood upright in front of Old Man Dugu. His expression was so vigilant that it seemed as if he was on the lookout for an undercover spy on the Tiger Mountain's fortress. He didn't have any pockmarks on his face like the lead counter-man from that epic had. However, he was certainly looking the part without it as well.

The seven burly and tough brothers stood at the two sides. Each one of them seemed ready to take aggressive action. This scene seemed so lifelike in depiction that one would have a hard time in defending the infringements…

Jun Mo Xie felt that he would reflexively end-up saying ”Our Pagoda Suppresses River Monsters,” if a Dugu had said, ”Our master lords over tigers”. And, the following jokes about the face being red and yellow would've flowed out even more fluently…

However, it would've been impossible to recreate an ”Our master lords over the tigers” dialogue even if the setting looked very similar.

No one spoke for a long time. The atmosphere was quite stifling. Everyone in the hall was looking at Jun Mo Xie's face with a solemn and ferocious expression. The Young Master Tang was standing behind him. But, Tang Yuan seemed to be fighting his own battles. His lips were blue, his face was white, and he could barely stand up straight.

A long while passed before Dugu Zong Heng roared, ”You! Jun Mo Xie?”

Jun Mo Xie was still immersed in the wonderful reverie about the resourcefulness of the great Yang Zirong. Therefore, he subconsciously moved his right hand in front and blurted out, ”The Pagoda suppresses… En…? May the Old Dugu be safe and healthy!”

”The Pagoda suppresses…? What is that?” The nine men from the Dugu Family were left baffled, ”What pagoda are you telling our Dugu Family about… you great brat Jun? What tricks are you up to?”

”Ah… the pagoda… what I meant…” Jun Mo Xie rolled his eyes and spoke in a hurry, ”… what I meant was that I clearly felt your mountain-like imposing aura when I entered this hall. It felt like a huge pagoda that supports the heavens. It subdued me there and then. Uh… that's what I meant.”

Dugu Zong Heng's face beamed with joy when he heard this. He wanted to laugh out loudly. But, he restrained himself, and maintained a solemn mannerism. He then appeared cold on the outside as he said, ”Oh? Am I that mighty?”

”You're overflowing with it. Respected Old Man possesses formidable might!” Jun Mo Xie raised a thumb.

”You're a good youngster! You possess discerning eyesight!” Dugu Zong Heng's laugh was refreshing. His steel-needles-like bread quivered as he said, ”Your tongue also comes up with sweet sounding words!”

A dark line covered Jun Mo Xie's face.

”You don't need to rely on flattery and buffoonery. I can see that you're trying to look good!” General Dugu Wu Di saw his father laughing, and felt the atmosphere changing. So, he yelled out to remind him that the matter wasn't done with. After all, they couldn't let that brat get away with it.

”Ah, ahem! Ahem…” Dugu Zong Heng coughed and seated himself upright.

”How am I indulging in buffoonery? Isn't your father mighty? So, why would you say that I'm only trying to look good? Hehe… you're too kind, Uncle Dugu! I never leave my name behind whenever I do a good deed! But, I always do good deeds. Doing good deeds isn't difficult for anyone. But, rarely does anyone persevere throughout their lives to do good deeds… like I do…” Jun Mo Xie's words sounded sincere. He walked about the room. Then, he found an empty chair, and sat on it.

Moreover, his seating position was directly facing Dugu Wu Di.

Dugu Wu Di wrinkled his nose in anger. [Many people think that our Dugu Family's people are a pain in the neck. But, I'd like to show them that this brat here is a true troublemaker!]

[My father and I made half-an-attempt to scare him, but this one wasn't stunned in the least. In fact, he annoyingly sat down. Moreover, he has been talking self-righteously, and has even dared to boast about persevering throughout his life to do good deeds! In fact, he didn't even blush while saying it. He's nearly as good as me…]

”Who told you to sit down? Stand up!” General Dugu was left to fume with rage, ”I — your future father-in-law — haven't given you permission to sit! But, you sat down so arrogantly. I'll kick your buttocks into the sky!”

”Oh… ahem! Ahem! I was wondering while I was coming here — why would the Old General call me over so suddenly? So, I thought about it, and recalled that… perhaps the Dugu Family might be wanting to hand-over that small amount of money which they've owed me for a few months now…”