Chapter 742 - 706: Self-Humiliation of Fellow Travelers (Part 3)
Chapter 742: Chapter 706: Self-Humiliation of Fellow Travelers (Part 3)
Seeing this scene, the house steward of the Prince Mansion’s eyes lit up, and he immediately whispered to those around him:
"He turned his head, Venerable Mo turned his head!
All this time, you are the first to make the Venerable turn his head, there’s a chance!"
The steward’s words stirred the hearts of the others.
The person who spoke self-deprecatingly even wore a smug expression.
He felt that he had touched Mo Wanshui’s point; facing such a free-spirited person, one should not hold back.
The next moment, the scholar received a signal and went directly to him.
"The Venerable asks, are you really a piece of dog dung?"
Hearing the scholar’s inquiry, the person smiled even more brightly, nodding repeatedly.
He felt he was on the right path.
"As the Venerable said, I am indeed a piece of dog dung, I wish to..."
This person intended to humiliate himself to express his request.
But after the scholar asked, he walked to another person to continue questioning.
"Are you a piece of dog dung too?"
The person questioned glanced at the Prince Mansion’s steward and then also nodded.
"Replying to the Venerable, I am a piece of dog dung..."
Hearing this response, Mo Wanshui seemed intrigued, staring at the crowd.
The people around him, seeing Mo Wanshui’s serious demeanor, seemed to get a bit excited.
Seeing this scene, Shen Han found this Mo Wanshui somewhat disgusting.
Before, Shen Han even felt a bit guilty.
After all, disturbing someone who lived reclusively was indeed wrong.
But this Mo Wanshui seemed to have a twisted sense of humor, amusing himself by humiliating others.
He did not reject others asking him to come out of seclusion; instead, he enjoyed the process of using it to humiliate others.
The scholar continued to ask another, and then another.
His question remained the same.
To get him to come out of seclusion, everyone chose to endure humiliation and compromise.
Though unwilling in their hearts, they still degraded themselves.
And when the Venerable Mo heard their answers, he seemed genuinely amused.
As the questioning continued, the first few people chose self-deprecation.
Until it came to Shen Han, the scholar still asked with that childlike voice: "What about you? Are you a piece of dog dung?"
"I am a person."
Shen Han had no interest in self-degradation, if there was nothing to gain here, he would just try a different place.
He did not put all his hopes on Prince Cheng’s Mansion.
Cangye Country was a small nation, so if there was no gain here, there were many other places to go.
Hearing Shen Han’s reply, the others around him were taken aback.
They were worried that because of Shen Han’s answer, all their efforts would be in vain.
The cunning person even glared at Shen Han, then quickly turned with a fawning face towards Mo Wanshui.
"Venerable, you see we’ve all come here as dog dung, could you please come out for our sake.
Prince Cheng’s Mansion has long prepared various delicacies, and even invited the renowned roast chicken chef to the mansion, could you please..."
The scholar walked to Mo Wanshui’s side, listening to his master’s commands.
Mo Wanshui may have been interested in watching them degrade themselves, but that did not mean he would agree to their requests.
Soon, the scholar returned to stand before the crowd.
"The Venerable says, living reclusively here, even if the King himself comes, he still hasn’t come out of the mountains.
If a bunch of dog dung can move the Venerable, does that mean those Kings are even worse than dog dung?
Therefore, the Venerable will not go with you..."
The scholar patiently relayed the message, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to be recalling if Mo Wanshui said anything more.
"The Venerable also says that all along, it’s been others inviting him, and now they’ve sent a bunch of dog dung.
Apart from one piece of dog dung having a bit of backbone and not admitting it, the others even take pride in being dog dung.
The Venerable looks down on you..."
They thought that if Mo Wanshui looked at them one more time, there might be hope.
But now it seems, from the very beginning, there was no possibility at all.
At this moment, the expressions of everyone present darkened.
Mo Wanshui was just toying with them, watching them make fools of themselves.
Humiliating oneself and showing weakness was of no use here.
Instead, they had to endure even more intense humiliation.