Young Master Jun was quite puzzled. Did his own aesthetic standards have a problem? Was the sight of this young master so terrifying? Look how frightened this little girl before him was, almost to the point of tears!! The distance between them was not great to begin with, and as Young Master Jun kept closing the gap, the two were naturally drawn even nearer! "Sister Yanmeng, no need to panic; allow this brother to slay this shameless wretch beneath my sword!" The youth smiled faintly, self-assured, and slowly advanced toward Young Master Jun with his sword drawn. He brandished the long sword, intercepting Young Master Jun, and roared, "Shameless wretch, step forward and receive your death!"

Seeing the flashing sword light, Jun Mowo became even more depressed. What was going on? How was he a shameless wretch? Damn it, wasn't this clearly bullying?

But if you want to bully this young master, you’ve picked the wrong target! Protecting a beauty shouldn't go this far! Just because this woman said a word, you want to kill a stranger you’ve never met? You really are a bastard! Damn it, I'll let you protect flowers, I'll let you turn into spring mud to protect flowers for a lifetime! Young Master Jun, who was momentarily excited, had his mood inexplicably ruined. Anger surged in his heart, and malice sprang forth. He strode forward, intending to give this arrogant boy a good lesson.

The moment he moved, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Surprised, he looked down! "You’re the hooligan!" Young Master Jun roared, one hand immediately covering his little brother.

It turned out he was completely bare, naked from head to toe! This was the height of embarrassment; he had been observed while stark naked! Previously, the tempering of his body by the Chaos Fire had made Jun Mowo's physical form extremely fire-resistant, suffering no damage, in fact, receiving great benefit. However, the quality of Young Master Jun's clothes was clearly not up to par; in less than the blink of an eye, they had been blasted into ashes and melted into the earth.

But while all this happened, Jun Mowo’s body was underground, and his consciousness was within the Hongjun Tower, completely unaware. As for his physical body entering the tower at that time, he had even used his hands to pinch himself, so he shouldn't have failed to notice his nakedness. But at that moment, he was completely intoxicated by the fact that he could actually enter the Hongjun Tower with his physical body, so lost in ecstasy that he forgot everything else.

Later, when he was ejected from the Hongjun Tower, he was startled by the rapid surge in his own strength and the gratifying achievements. His mood became even more excited and thrilled; while his mind was spinning with how he would show off later, how he would exert his power, how he would crush people...

He only felt how heroic and peerless he was, how elegant and dashing, never realizing he was in such a shameful state?! "You, you, you, how can you be such a rogue, crying thief!" The young girl covered her eyes and stamped her foot, crying out in extreme embarrassment: "You are the hooligan, yet you call others a hooligan, how utterly shameless!"

"Hmph," after his loud cry, Young Master Jun instantly composed himself. Except for the hand covering his Little Mowo, his face was utterly relaxed, showing not a shred of embarrassment. He retorted sarcastically: "How is a person walking naked on the street a hooligan? Man comes into this world naked, and naked he departs; a gift from Heaven and nurtured by parents—what is there to hide? Only those who stare with wide eyes yet pretend not to look, who peek through their fingers while looking and cursing at the same time, are the true hooligans!"

"I didn't ask you to look, so what are you looking at? You are the one who desecrated my purity! And you dare to cry thief and call me a hooligan, you are simply unreasonable!" Jun Moye argued illogically, shamelessly clinging to his point: "Female hooligan!"

Young Master Jun shouted his specious arguments, and even directly mirrored the words the young girl had used earlier. This undoubtedly elevated the degree of shamelessness to a new height; truly unparalleled in this world! "You, you, you… Xiao Fengwu, hurry and kill this scoundrel!" The young girl covered her eyes and stamped her foot, screaming: "You’re making me furious! How dare he call me a female… Hmph!"

"Your surname is Xiao?" Jun Mowo rolled his eyes: "I hate people surnamed Xiao the most! A scoundrel surnamed Xiao dares to act so arrogantly and domineeringly right in front of me, and he even saw my body! You truly don't know how to value your life! Xiao, there isn't a single good one among you!"

Remembering how his Third Uncle had been harmed by the Xiao Family of the Snow-Wind Silver City for ten years, Jun Mowo felt an uncontrollable surge of anger. He truly had a profound aversion to that surname! The youth named Xiao Fengwu was immediately furious, shouting, "Shameless wretch, how dare you speak disrespectfully! Give me your life!" [Little Book House supports mobile reading and provides the latest chapters of 'The Evil Monarch in Another World'.]

With a furious roar, his long sword shone with a cold glint; it was actually flashing golden light! This youth actually possessed Gold Profound cultivation! For his age, his talent, while perhaps not equal to Li Youran's, was likely close! If this were half a month ago, perhaps Jun Mowo, whose Profound Qi cultivation was lacking and who was prevented from using lethal, poisonous moves, would genuinely have been thrown into a flurry for a while. But now, after his breakthrough, he could basically ignore this level of strength! As Xiao Fengwu’s sword struck out, the figure before him suddenly vanished. Then, a cold wind whistled past his side, and smack, he took a heavy slap right across the face. With a bang, his groin was kicked heavily again, and his body instantly curled up like a shrimp, his long sword clattering to the side. With a hiss, a piece of his robe was torn off. Although Xiao Fengwu's cultivation was not weak, he truly lacked fighting experience. After being heavily kicked by Young Master Jun, he let out a sound of terror that shook his guts and liver, and retreated three zhang away, tumbling and scrambling, before looking up.

He saw the shameless naked man opposite him leisurely wrapping the half-piece of robe he had just torn off around himself. He slowly tied a knot, then hopped twice, wiggled his hips, looked back to confirm he wouldn't be exposed again, and only then turned his head back.

His upper body was still bare after putting on the piece of robe, yet it surprisingly exuded an air of unrestrained, dashing elegance! He looked completely changed from a moment ago.

His thin lips, the slanted eyebrows, and the half-smile plastered on his face were all wickedly captivating, chilling one's heart yet simultaneously drawing the eye to his demeanor.

"After suffering such a massive blunder, this fellow hasn't even blushed in the slightest! It shows the thickness of his skin has reached a level unprecedented and unparalleled!" The young girl in the distance was momentarily stunned by this sudden turn of events. She forgot to cover her eyes and stared at Jun Moye in astonishment, her cherry-red lips parted wide. She never imagined that her companion, who possessed genuine Gold Profound strength—a rising star among his peers, if not the absolute foremost—could not withstand a single move from this shameless wretch! Although this person had some mud on his face, obscuring his features, it was clear he was also young, likely even younger than her companion. How could he be so formidable?

"What’s your name, where are you from? You dare provoke this master in Tianxiang City? Are you looking for a chance to be remade?" Jun Moye strode forward with broad steps, his bare legs smooth and lustrous, pacing with great swagger toward the youth. He stopped before the young man: "Today, this young master will grant you, you bastard, a lesson—" "You can kill someone over a disagreement? How utterly wicked! Do you understand? It’s a good thing my temper is good, or I would have literally sliced you up! Damn it!"

After hurling a stream of curses, Jun Moye didn't want to linger and turned to leave.

"Kid! You’ve got guts! Don't let me see you again! The Snow-Wind Silver City will never let you go!" Xiao Fengwu roared viciously, his eyes filled with hatred, and he smiled cruelly: "Kid, just wait for your entire family to be exterminated! If I let a single dog from your clan escape, then I don't deserve the surname Xiao!"

The departing steps of Jun Moye instantly snapped back. His gaze suddenly sharpened into two swords of ice, fixing a chilling, cold glare onto Xiao Fengwu's face: "Snow-Wind Silver City? You are from the Xiao family of Silver City?" His tone was now icy, grim, and utterly dark.

"That's right!" Xiao Fengwu struggled to stand up, smiling ferociously: "Are you scared now? Let me tell you, it's too late! Unless all your family elders and young kneel down to apologize to this young master, annihilation is imminent!"

"Very good! Very good!" Jun Moye slowly nodded, his face placid, betraying no joy or anger. Since he was from the Xiao family, and so arrogant at that, it would be an insult to his Third Uncle if he didn't torment him! Torment him without mercy! "Kneel!" Xiao Fengwu thought the other party would certainly be intimidated and yield, allowing him to salvage some face. He couldn't help but feel elated, staring fiercely and shouting.

"I'll kneel on your mother's grave!" Jun Moye instantly moved forward a step, whipping out a massive slap that landed heavily on his face. This blow was much heavier than the previous one. Xiao Fengwu threw his head back, spitting a mouthful of bloody foam.

Jun Moye pressed the attack, landing two heavy punches on his eye sockets, instantly creating a huge panda look: "I’ll let you look! I'll let you look again! Look at your mother’s ass! Does the Silver City Xiao Family think they’re so great?"

"I'll make you threaten me!" One punch! "I'll make you pretend to be superior more than this young master!" One kick! "I'll make your entire heavenly clan!" Bang bang bang "...I'll make you act wild! You son of a bitch, keep acting wild! I'll beat you to death! Damn it all!" Bang bang bang bang "I'll make you kneel and apologize! Your grandmother!" Bang bang bang... Bang bang bang...

"You bastard! You bastard! You bastard!..." Jun Moye grabbed his hair, swinging his entire body up. With every curse of "You bastard," he slammed him to the ground once. It was unclear how many times he was thrown, but suddenly, his hand loosened, leaving only a handful of hair attached to a piece of scalp. Looking further, Xiao Fengwu had been flung far away, crashing onto the ground with a thud, unconscious, his fate unknown.

Jun Moye didn't stop; he rushed forward again with lightning speed, his two feet hammering down in a fierce storm of blows onto the head, body, back, and stomach—bang bang peng peng.

The youth was jolted awake from unconsciousness several times by the pain, but after letting out only a couple of cries, he would fall back into a stupor... One person lay on the ground, the other, with a strip of cloth wrapped around his waist, striking wildly...

"Ah~" The young girl felt that in the blink of an eye, her companion had completely turned into a human sandbag, then into a flying object, and then... lost consciousness...

Things happened too fast, almost too fast to follow. The little girl's simple mind couldn't process the rapid changes; everything had already transformed, or perhaps, everything had been decided.

"What are you screaming about!" Jun Moye glared fiercely at her, taking a few heavy breaths, his eyes turning ferocious. He pointed a finger at her and barked coarsely, "***, get over here to me!"

The little girl let out another sharp gasp. Her small mouth hung slightly open, her lips pale, and trembling, she managed to ask: "...I:..."