The girl wasn't very advanced in cultivation, but she was hot-tempered—at the slightest provocation, she swung her fists at Ian.
Seeing this, Ian was speechless. He took a step back, dodging the girl's punch.
"Jerk! How dare you dodge!" Missing her punch, the girl grew even angrier, switching from fists to palms and unleashing a flexible, ever-changing palm technique at Ian.
Ian was even more speechless. So I'm not allowed to dodge when you attack me? What kind of logic is that? Still, since she looked about fifteen or sixteen, he didn't want to hit back, so he said sternly, "Enough, kid! Keep this up and don't blame me for getting rough!"
"Who are you calling kid? I'm going to kill you!"
Calling her 'kid' completely enraged the girl, and her attacks became even fiercer.
But the gap between her and Ian was far too big. Ian dodged left and right, his movements looking clumsy, but each time he managed to avoid her attacks perfectly.
"Jerk! If you've got guts, stop dodging!"
After more than ten moves, she hadn't even touched Ian's clothes. The girl felt utterly humiliated and started to hate Ian.
"Queenie, stop!"
Just then, a stern voice rang out.
A moment later, the door opened and a middle-aged Daoist nun in grey robes stepped out.
"Master, this guy bullied me!"
As soon as the girl saw the Daoist nun, she abandoned Ian and ran over, clinging to her master's arm and whining.
Ian's face darkened. Bullied you? Damn it, wasn't it you attacking me the whole time?
Originally, Ian thought this middle-aged Daoist nun wouldn't be so unreasonable.
But he was wrong.
Hearing Queenie's complaint, the Daoist nun's face instantly turned cold. She glared at Ian and said, "Where did this wild brat come from, daring to barge in here and bully my disciple!"
"Master, this guy is awful! He bullied me and even threatened Senior Sister Lilian Yue!" Queenie exaggerated, making the Daoist nun's expression even darker and her gaze toward Ian more hostile.
"Since you're still young, I'll let it slide. Cut off an arm to apologize!"