The type of man he hates a lot

"You didn't have to walk me back Cha Nari." Namgung Wong halted his steps and looked at the girl who was at the door of the dragon pavilion.

"Humpf!" Sulking Cha Nari crosses her small arms, "You have dementia, so you are bound to forget your house."

'Argh! Why did I have to say dementia of all things!?' Wong cursed himself in his own brain, before he moved to press his lips on Cha Nari, "Mwah!"

Pulling himself from the kiss, Wong's hands hug Cha Nari by her sexy small behind that looked like a peach only a few could taste, "Thank you."

Blushing Cha Nari looked to the side, "I should be the one thanking you, ah! Your hands are amazing! Your lips are my today's dinner."

"He he, stupid girl." Wong lifted her up, as she sat on his hands, "You need to eat, so you can have more energy next time."

"Oh! Brother Wong!" Suddenly Cha Nari stops smiling, as she hit the red haired man on the head lightly, "Kya! Put me down this instant stupid Namgung Wong!"

"If you wanted me to stop, you could have already done so."

"You-You..!" Cha Nari suddenly felt a firm grip on her butt-cheeks which made her moan in pleasure, "Ahhh! Ahhh!..."

Finally seeing that Cha Nari had submitted to him, Wong let her go as he whisper, "If you be a good girl, you will get more honka-honka in the future."

"I promise to be extremely good." Cha Nari spoke in a low voice, "Please spank me, before I go, I have been bad."

SLAP

"Ahhhhh!"

"Now go and don't look back."

The dragon's roar was extremely powerful that Cha Nari couldn't say anything and took long strides towards the direction of the Phoenix Pavilion with a smile on her face, with her scratching her sore behind.

"That stupid Namgung Wong, he should have made it a little lighter." Cha Nari halted her steps and let the pain sink in, "But why does it feel sooo good, I am such a bad girl." - smiles.

Wong on the other side went straight towards the room he woke up in and found the image of a man who was almost similar to him in terms of looks and he quickly judged that it was his twin brother.

"How was your day brother?" Wong kindly asked, but all he got from Luo was just the sound of his tongue clicking, which just made him go towards his bed in silence.

"A fool who can't even cultivate dares to call me his brother, how laughable." Namgung Luo coldly states, as he picked up his sword, before taking long strides out of the room.

"Hmph. He is the type to die a virgin." Wong coldly snorts, with his hands preparing the bed and the moment he was done someone was already on the door.

Knock, Knock–!

"Brother Wong, Brother Wong." A medium pitched voice that belonged to a man called out, "I need your help."

Knock, knock–!

"Brother Wong, please help us." A low pitched voiced which certainly belonged to a man called out.

"..." Wong was reluctant to open the door. He had just got reborn today and he could tell that Namgung Wong picked up a lot of male enemies.

Knock, knock!

"We will pay you handsomely." The two outside said in unison in a more pleading tone, "We will give you a Martial Art manual."

Tempting as it maybe, Wong still had his guard up and was not going to open the door. Nothing good ever comes from opening the door for a man at night. It is like tossing a coin it may be head or tails, but just staying on the safe side is always the best option.

Ding–!

The systems bell rang in Namgung Wong's mind and the low pitched A.I voice started to play in his head again.

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Quest Arrived: Targets aspire your wisdom.

People aroused by the targets actions have been detected.

Targets left: 2

Targets dealt with: 0

Reward: Divine Touch.

Non-compliance will result in instant painful castration.

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Hearing the last sentence from the system, Wong rushed over to the door, as he put on a bossy attitude, before he opened the door, "What do you want from me, so late at night?"

"..."

"..."

The two were extremely shocked, as Namgung Wong wouldn't even attempt to act arrogant in front of a real Martial Artist, unlike him who only knows fourth grade Martial Arts.

"If you are not going to answer, I am closing the door." Wong coldly states which made the two shiver all over their bodies.

'Who is this guy!? He is not Namgung Wong!?'

Ignoring the martial artist's dazzled state, Wong pretends to close the door and the one with the low pitched voice shouts, "Help us getting to enjoy a single night with This girl who works at the Kima inn!"

"..."

Seeing Namgung Wong's silence the other one, had a lustful smile, with his hands rubbing each other, "Help us man, it is only for a night and I will never see her again."

A dark shadow covered Wong's face, and his palms formed a fist with veins showing up, "You are just going to see her for one night and never see her again?"

"Yes!" The two happily replied, "Only just one night and we are done."

"Do you take her for a prostitute?" The moment his question faded, Wong took hold of both their hands and banged them together, "Did you moron's even consider her feelings? If you keep on having that mindset, there will be only men at your funeral."

Wong slammed his door and left the two just looking at empty space, as they couldn't believe what happened to them.

"..."

"..."

They felt like there were split on by a member of the beggar sect telling them that they are broke – humiliated to the core of their very existence. A fool like Namgung Wong who is even weaker than some twelve year olds had just banged their heads. Challenging him would be the worse, as beating a weak person on the level of Namgung Wong in the Orthodox faction was followed by a lot of bad mouthing.

"His words made a little sense, didn't they?"

"Yes, just a little though, I am not ready to be in a relationship at the moment."

"Well, I am so she is mine, bye."