Huayu: After meeting Aunt Liu, the host blocked the door.

Chapter 45 The Great War Between Immortals, Mortals, and Demons

Liu Yifei was furious to see the rascal sitting so arrogantly on the lion's head, flipping the props around in his hands. He just loved to show off.

"Be careful, or you'll cut your hand with the knife."

Chen Wenbo held the blade between his fingers, looked at the little girl below and sneered, "Little girl, I am a capable henchman of the Moon Worshiping Cult, a man who went to Immortal Spirit Island alone and slaughtered his way through the land."

Seeing that this guy was getting carried away with showing off, Liu Yifei's playful side was also aroused. She smiled and said, "I'm a descendant of Nuwa, watch me use my magic to knock you down."

Chen Wenbo snorted coldly, "Little girl, if you knew magic, I could have stuffed you into a sack and carried you back."

Liu Yifei gestured dramatically, then pointed, "I've used magic to cripple your martial arts; you should be falling now."

Chen Wenbo shook his head and smiled, "I feel like I'm feeling better. Did you just cast a healing spell on me?"

Liu Yifei stomped her foot in anger, "You're so annoying, you won't show off when you fall down."

"3/2/1~"

Chen Wenbo pushed off with his left foot and used his waist to perform a side somersault, landing steadily. The others then caught up with him.

The group instantly started fighting. Action movies are indeed troublesome; they film one move at a time, and after each move, they have to re-pose and prepare for the next one.

After posing, they realized they didn't need him anymore, so several stuntmen changed their clothes and went up to start a chaotic fight.

"Coach Chen, I'm ready to go."

"No need, we have stuntmen to handle it. The moves are all pre-designed."

Chen Weitao ignored the kid's request. "You've already shown off enough tonight. Now get out of my way."

Seeing the bad guy sighing and groaning on the side, Liu Yifei curiously leaned over and asked, "Why do you look so sullen? You don't want to go up and fight too, do you?"

Chen Wenbo did indeed want to spar with the martial arts practitioners; men are quite susceptible to this kind of thing. But he couldn't let the girl guess correctly, so he shook his head and said:

"No, that's not it. Although I wasn't among the people fighting, the audience would think it was me when they watched it."

"Then why do you look unhappy? Weren't you really looking forward to tonight's scene?"

He never expected this girl to stab him in the chest. "I just regret that I didn't do that side somersault well enough, and my landing wasn't cool enough."

"Getting a second on screen is nothing special; who cares how cool you are?"

Liu Yifei laughed in exasperation; how could this guy be so annoying?

"Even a second is precious. So many people want a second of screen time but can't get it."

"Hmph, you're right. I'd like to learn that side somersault you just did. Teach me."

Chen Wenbo looked at the girl in surprise, "Is this how you ask me to teach you?"

Liu Yifei was speechless for a moment, then blushed and said, "Teach me, or I'll give you a bottle of Wahaha to drink."

"Does this girl think that others will like what she likes?" Chen Wenbo shook his head and refused. "Although I'm not rich, I can still afford a bottle of Wahaha."

"You owe me so many meals, it's only right that you teach me."

"Okay, I'll teach you tomorrow. It's too dark tonight, it's not safe."

Chen Wenbo was helpless. It was clearly a loving meal prepared by the Great Demon, but the girl insisted that he had treated her, and he couldn't clarify the situation.

Just a second ago, Li Furong was fighting back and forth with the Moon Worship Cult, but just because she made a boastful remark, Chen Wenbo went up and defeated the boastful person in three moves.

Well, this newbie really doesn't need to talk about logic; maybe it's just setting the stage for the real master to come.

TVB staff who went to the mainland didn't perform as well as they did in Hong Kong. It's only been a few years since The Return of the Condor Heroes.

After the prepared explosives were set off in a chaotic manner, the Drunken Sword Immortal finally made his appearance. Chen Wenbo had never been so eager to die.

"What? I don't need to do that aerial maneuver in this match?"

"Yes, you all need to stay on the same page."

Chen Weitao refused in a grand and respectable manner; this kid had already put on too much of a show today.

"So what kind of movements were designed for me at noon?"

Chen Wenbo was speechless. He didn't want to act pretentious in the drama, how could he do that if the audience couldn't see it?

Cai Yinong also looked at the action director with suspicion, wondering if he was trying to trick her precious baby.

"Ahem, isn't there another event on Fairy Spirit Island? It was designed for that event."

Chen Weitao's gaze towards his boss was now somewhat scrutinizing. He was truly furious; with Boss Cai protecting this kid, there was simply no way to deal with him.

"knock off."

Everyone was tired after a long day, so they packed up and went back to the hotel to rest. Da Yao had eaten his fill in the afternoon, and Lao Cai hadn't been arguing these past two days. Only Chen Wenbo was a little disappointed today.

I was looking forward to a thrilling battle, but that's not going to happen tonight. I'll just have to go back and have a proper battle between immortals and mortals.

At the China World Trade Center, Chen Wenbo returned to his hotel and glanced at the door of the Chang'e Fairy, which was tightly closed. The road ahead was temporarily safe, so he went to meet Sister Dingxiang.

"Hey, handsome young man, are you done work?"

"I haven't forgotten Sister Lin's invitation. I just got back to the hotel."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I know you finish work late tonight and I was worried there wouldn't be any good places to go. I've already bought the alcohol. Room 338."

"I'm coming right now."

As expected of a March 8th woman, even her room has such a charming atmosphere.

Chen Wenbo quickly took a shower and prepared to change his clothes, only to find that all his clothes were in Chang'e Fairy's room, so he decided to skip it tonight.

Jingle Bell!

The phone call startled Chen Wenbo. He was sure he hadn't been discovered when he returned, since the hotel corridor had no windows and no one would know he was back.

"Sister Chen."

"Wenbo, when are you going to finish work? It's already nine o'clock."

"It'll be soon, but my friends from the crew are going out for a late-night snack, so I'll be back a little late. Chen-jie, you should get some rest tonight."

Although he really wanted Chang'e to ride a horse, the allure of the battle between immortals, mortals, and demons was greater, and Chen Wenbo felt that one more night wouldn't make a difference.

"Okay, call me when you get back, I'll wait for you."

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

These young women get addicted after just one bite; it's really a problem.

Chen Wenbo went down the stairs to the 3rd floor and searched around before finally finding room number 338.

Boom boom boom!

Lin Xiangping peeked through the peephole at the door, opened it, and pulled the newcomer into the room. The handsome young man she had been looking forward to all day was finally walking into the lion's den.

Chen Wenbo glanced around the room and asked疑惑地问道, "Sister Lin, is there only one person here?"

Damn it, what's the point of having only one mortal? I might as well go back and let the fairy Chang'e ride a horse; at least I could level up my system progress.

Lin Xiangping gestured towards the bathroom with her chin, "Knowing you were coming, I'm taking a shower."

Chen Wenbo glanced at the bathroom door and couldn't help but swallow. A small face peeked out from the bathroom, a delicate hand holding a bath towel and looking around curiously.

"Annyeonghaseyo".

Language barriers are not obstacles; we can communicate through music, and it's all in the drinks—a few bites of cold food and a glass of wine for everyone.

Lin Xiangping felt that drinking alone was not fun, so she suggested playing rock-paper-scissors. The loser would drink, and if they couldn't drink anymore, they could just take off a piece of clothing.

Chen Wenbo had never been afraid of anyone in rock-paper-scissors, except for that kindergarten girl who had a perfect five-in-a-row. As a result, five minutes later, he was left with only one piece of clothing.

"Haha, hurry up and drink it, or there will be only one left!"

Lin Xiangping saw the handsome young man make another scissors gesture, and stuck out her little tongue to purse her lips.

Chen Wenbo downed his drink in one gulp and continued to hold the high ground.

Park Si-yeon nervously pulled out a cloth, saw the handsome young man's clenched fist, and said softly, "So cute~"

Why keep drinking? The Holy Mother has already welcomed us so many times. Drinking any more would be rude. Chen Wenbo decisively gave up two of his most important strategic positions.