Chapter 953: Still To Be Observed
In the Qiantang mansion’s gate, all the bodies had been properly buried by Shisu. Officials from the Liufan sect came to collect some evidence. They had initially planned to investigate further, but upon hearing that the perpetrator was already dead, they dropped the case.
The authorities often encountered such situations—people of the martial world settling scores amongst themselves, defying laws with their martial prowess. It was a headache for the government, but since the matter was already resolved, they decided it was better to close the case and move on.
Robb and Shisu returned to the grand mansion at Qiantang Gate. The once lively estate now felt empty, leaving Shisu overwhelmed with melancholy.
Robb, sensing her mood, simply placed a wicker chair at the entrance of the mansion and sat down. The Qiantang mansion was indeed built with elegance—a broad avenue at the entrance, willow trees on both sides, and the rolling river behind, offering a picturesque view.
A few days after the murder case was resolved, it was quickly forgotten by the public. Visitors began to gather at the riverbank again—students on an outing, wealthy local gentry taking a river cruise, and unfortunate women struggling to make ends meet in this otherwise beautiful world.
As Robb was enjoying a piece of osmanthus cake, a group of flamboyantly dressed women passed by. Seeing him, they giggled and one particularly graceful woman waved at him, saying, “Western gentleman, care to join us for some fun? We’ll give you a special rate.”
Robb responded with a polite smile, “No, thank you.”
The woman giggled, “Don’t be shy, Western gentleman.”
“It’s not shyness. I’m just not interested,” Robb replied.
The woman scoffed and led her group away, their laughter trailing behind them. Soon after, they had successfully enticed another young man, who seemed smitten and followed them.
Robb watched them go, with no intention of following.
Shisu walked out from the mansion’s rear entrance and curiously asked, “Why didn’t you go with those beautiful women?”
Robb chuckled, “Why would I be interested in a bunch of ‘rabbit heads’? I can’t see the beauty in that.”
Shisu was taken aback.
Robb continued, “By the way, you might want to consider dressing more distinctively or embroidering your name on your clothes. That way, I won’t mistake you for one of those courtesans.”
Annoyed, Shisu retorted, “I am Shisu, the Number 1 beauty in East Hangzhou. How could I be compared to those women of the night?”
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Robb said, “I wasn’t comparing you to them. Even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to spot the difference. Oh, there is one— you seem to be a long-haired rabbit, while a few in that group were short-haired. I can distinguish between long and short hair, and even colors. Oh, and I can tell the difference between upright ears and lop ears.”
Shisu was speechless. She was almost about to flip the table in frustration.
However, before she could, Robb beat her to it. He suddenly flipped over the stone table placed at the entrance of the mansion, positioning it as a shield in front of Shisu. A rapid “thud-thud-thud-thud” ensued as the table blocked a volley of concealed weapons.
Alarmed, Shisu quickly drew her sword. By the time she unsheathed it, she found that Robb had already moved from his original position. In a blink, he appeared about ten meters away, grabbing the shoulder of a passing old fisherman. The fisherman retaliated with a slap, but Robb countered by grasping his face and throwing him to the ground with a thud.
Had it been an ordinary elderly man, the fall would have likely broken his bones. But this old fisherman seemed unfazed. He flipped back onto his feet with an agile kip-up and even counter-kicked Robb.
Drifting backward to dodge the kick, Robb couldn’t help but exclaim, “Hmm.” He had held back his strength, fearing he might kill the old man. But that small amount of force was enough to floor someone of Shisu’s skill level for quite some time. Surprisingly, the old fisherman got up as if nothing had happened and counter-attacked.
“Your skills are quite deep!” Robb said, smiling, “Your protective Qi is quite robust.”
The old fisherman coldly retorted, “A 500-year-old seal spirit, quite impressive. I let my guard down and you managed to throw me. But your strength isn’t enough to breach my protective Qi—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Robb unleashed a powerful punch, sending the old man flying a considerable distance— at least a hundred meters— before he splashed into the Qiantang River. His protective Qi couldn’t save him this time.
The hall master of the Eighteen Divination sect pulled him out of the water and laid him on the shore, asking, “Foreign gentleman, how would you like to handle this man?”
Robb responded, “Do nothing, just discard him. He aimed to ambush Shisu, which means he’s after the ore. I’m waiting for those who already possess the ore and come to trouble me, not for the likes of him who want to steal it.”
The sect head said, “Well then, I picked him up for nothing.”
With that, he tossed the old fisherman back into the river. However, this time the old man didn’t sink; instead, he began to swim freely and in no time swam a considerable distance away.
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Waving at the retreating figure, Robb laughed, “Playing dead just now? People of the martial world are really interesting.”
The old fisherman turned back and roared, “Don’t get cocky, you seal spirit! I will return.”
Robb retorted, “If you return, I’ll sever both your hands and feet, and reduce you to a human stump. Remember, I’m a seal spirit—I have no sense of humanity.”
The old fisherman shuddered and was visibly startled. He ceased his mocking tone and swam away with all his might, disappearing on the other side of the Qiantang River.
Lately, people who seemed oblivious to the risks had been frequently appearing, invariably launching sneak attacks on Shisu. Sometimes they would act in Robb’s presence, and at other times they would make their move when Shisu was alone in the backyard and Robb was sunbathing at the front gate. Regardless, their efforts were futile. Each time they acted, Robb would promptly seize them, beat them up, and toss them into the river.
Shisu let out a deep sigh, “You’ve saved me again. You’re right; had you not been with me, I would’ve died seven or eight times in the past few days.”
Robb grinned, “So have you come to recognize my virtues and capabilities yet?”
Biting her lower lip, Shisu replied, “The jury is still out.”
Chapter 953: Still To Be Observed
In the Qiantang mansion’s gate, all the bodies had been properly buried by Shisu. Officials from the Liufan sect came to collect some evidence. They had initially planned to investigate further, but upon hearing that the perpetrator was already dead, they dropped the case.
The authorities often encountered such situations—people of the martial world settling scores amongst themselves, defying laws with their martial prowess. It was a headache for the government, but since the matter was already resolved, they decided it was better to close the case and move on.
Robb and Shisu returned to the grand mansion at Qiantang Gate. The once lively estate now felt empty, leaving Shisu overwhelmed with melancholy.
Robb, sensing her mood, simply placed a wicker chair at the entrance of the mansion and sat down. The Qiantang mansion was indeed built with elegance—a broad avenue at the entrance, willow trees on both sides, and the rolling river behind, offering a picturesque view.
A few days after the murder case was resolved, it was quickly forgotten by the public. Visitors began to gather at the riverbank again—students on an outing, wealthy local gentry taking a river cruise, and unfortunate women struggling to make ends meet in this otherwise beautiful world.
As Robb was enjoying a piece of osmanthus cake, a group of flamboyantly dressed women passed by. Seeing him, they giggled and one particularly graceful woman waved at him, saying, “Western gentleman, care to join us for some fun? We’ll give you a special rate.”
Robb responded with a polite smile, “No, thank you.”
The woman giggled, “Don’t be shy, Western gentleman.”
“It’s not shyness. I’m just not interested,” Robb replied.
The woman scoffed and led her group away, their laughter trailing behind them. Soon after, they had successfully enticed another young man, who seemed smitten and followed them.
Robb watched them go, with no intention of following.
Shisu walked out from the mansion’s rear entrance and curiously asked, “Why didn’t you go with those beautiful women?”
Robb chuckled, “Why would I be interested in a bunch of ‘rabbit heads’? I can’t see the beauty in that.”
Shisu was taken aback.
Robb continued, “By the way, you might want to consider dressing more distinctively or embroidering your name on your clothes. That way, I won’t mistake you for one of those courtesans.”
Annoyed, Shisu retorted, “I am Shisu, the Number 1 beauty in East Hangzhou. How could I be compared to those women of the night?”
This novel was translated on ShanghaiFantasy, https://shanghaifantasy.com/novel/after-maxing-out-all-classes/. If you are not reading on this website, it was stolen and aggregated
Robb said, “I wasn’t comparing you to them. Even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to spot the difference. Oh, there is one— you seem to be a long-haired rabbit, while a few in that group were short-haired. I can distinguish between long and short hair, and even colors. Oh, and I can tell the difference between upright ears and lop ears.”
Shisu was speechless. She was almost about to flip the table in frustration.
However, before she could, Robb beat her to it. He suddenly flipped over the stone table placed at the entrance of the mansion, positioning it as a shield in front of Shisu. A rapid “thud-thud-thud-thud” ensued as the table blocked a volley of concealed weapons.
Alarmed, Shisu quickly drew her sword. By the time she unsheathed it, she found that Robb had already moved from his original position. In a blink, he appeared about ten meters away, grabbing the shoulder of a passing old fisherman. The fisherman retaliated with a slap, but Robb countered by grasping his face and throwing him to the ground with a thud.
Had it been an ordinary elderly man, the fall would have likely broken his bones. But this old fisherman seemed unfazed. He flipped back onto his feet with an agile kip-up and even counter-kicked Robb.
Drifting backward to dodge the kick, Robb couldn’t help but exclaim, “Hmm.” He had held back his strength, fearing he might kill the old man. But that small amount of force was enough to floor someone of Shisu’s skill level for quite some time. Surprisingly, the old fisherman got up as if nothing had happened and counter-attacked.
“Your skills are quite deep!” Robb said, smiling, “Your protective Qi is quite robust.”
The old fisherman coldly retorted, “A 500-year-old seal spirit, quite impressive. I let my guard down and you managed to throw me. But your strength isn’t enough to breach my protective Qi—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Robb unleashed a powerful punch, sending the old man flying a considerable distance— at least a hundred meters— before he splashed into the Qiantang River. His protective Qi couldn’t save him this time.
The hall master of the Eighteen Divination sect pulled him out of the water and laid him on the shore, asking, “Foreign gentleman, how would you like to handle this man?”
Robb responded, “Do nothing, just discard him. He aimed to ambush Shisu, which means he’s after the ore. I’m waiting for those who already possess the ore and come to trouble me, not for the likes of him who want to steal it.”
The sect head said, “Well then, I picked him up for nothing.”
With that, he tossed the old fisherman back into the river. However, this time the old man didn’t sink; instead, he began to swim freely and in no time swam a considerable distance away.
This novel was translated on ShanghaiFantasy, https://shanghaifantasy.com/novel/after-maxing-out-all-classes/. If you are not reading on this website, it was stolen and aggregated
Waving at the retreating figure, Robb laughed, “Playing dead just now? People of the martial world are really interesting.”
The old fisherman turned back and roared, “Don’t get cocky, you seal spirit! I will return.”
Robb retorted, “If you return, I’ll sever both your hands and feet, and reduce you to a human stump. Remember, I’m a seal spirit—I have no sense of humanity.”
The old fisherman shuddered and was visibly startled. He ceased his mocking tone and swam away with all his might, disappearing on the other side of the Qiantang River.
Lately, people who seemed oblivious to the risks had been frequently appearing, invariably launching sneak attacks on Shisu. Sometimes they would act in Robb’s presence, and at other times they would make their move when Shisu was alone in the backyard and Robb was sunbathing at the front gate. Regardless, their efforts were futile. Each time they acted, Robb would promptly seize them, beat them up, and toss them into the river.
Shisu let out a deep sigh, “You’ve saved me again. You’re right; had you not been with me, I would’ve died seven or eight times in the past few days.”
Robb grinned, “So have you come to recognize my virtues and capabilities yet?”
Biting her lower lip, Shisu replied, “The jury is still out.”
