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The two Ling Bao girls watched incredulously as Xu Que abandoned them, and sped away in his Lamborghini with an arrogant look on his face.

What was the use of these girls to an Act Tough King anyway?

Would he be so sucked in by the looks of these two girls that he would abandon his goal of earning Acting Tough Points? No way! Absolutely not!

Just because they looked slightly better than most other girls didn’t mean they had this Act Tough King wrapped around their fingers! The thought was just ridiculous!

Women these days! Acting so important just because they looked slightly pretty, as if the universe had to orbit around them just because of their good looks!

Ha! Xu Que found this type of girl most annoying! So what if they were beautiful? So what if they were hot chicks? Must the Act Tough King fall to your feet just because of that?

He, the Act Tough King, would never stand for it!

...

Xu Que then stepped on the gas pedal and headed straight towards the Imperial Tombs, leaving the two girls in the dust.

The two Ling Bao girls watched as the ’chariot’ disappeared into the distance. They were both stunned into a daze and just stood there in disbelief before finally regaining their senses.

"That... that bastard!"

"I thought he was respectful and polite, but it was all fake! Hmph!"

They both gritted their teeth and stomped their feet petulantly.

Even if their status in the Ling Bao Temple wasn’t taken into account, these two were still two of the best-looking girls in all of Metal Nation—in fact, they could be considered two of the top fifty most beautiful women in the kingdom! Hordes of admirers pursued them day in and day out, yet who would have thought that a day would come where this strange son of a bitch left them behind on a road?

First, he had crashed into their divine chariot but accused them of being the ones at fault. Then he had the gall to boast about his peculiar chariot from this Exploding Heavens nonsensical faction, and had even faked a sweet and gentle manner in front of them. Yet right after asking for the directions to the Imperial Tombs, he had just discarded them unceremoniously by the road and fled the scene.

What an unforgivably horrid person!

Both of them were dying to rush up to Xu Que and bite him to death, but they restrained themselves, knowing that they shouldn’t mess around with his strength. They weren’t fools—they had been able to sense the aura of a Level 9 Original Infant Stage earlier, which had shocked them so much that they had jumped out of the car!

"Forget about the bastard, let’s hurry over to the Imperial Tombs ourselves. The elders from the temple will be arriving there soon, we’ll just tell the elders about him and let them discuss the possibility of cooperation. I’m sure he won’t dare to play around then."

"Yeah, that’s all we can do for now. What’s more important is the swordsmanship competition that’s going to be held there. Noble families will be sending their best representatives over, I’m sure you’ll be able to find a good handsome match today, sister!" The girl laughed.

"What are you talking about? Don’t be silly..."

Although the two girls had been moody and angry just moments before, this sudden change of subject had brought excitement and joy back to their faces. They were soon walking jovially towards the Imperial Tombs without a care in the world.

...

...

A few hours later, Xu Que had reached the Imperial City. He noticed a huge boisterous crowd outside the area where he thought the Imperial Tombs should be. Strange-shaped chariots were seen parked along the road, yet all of them were offensively ugly.

The corners of Xu Que’s lips curled up, and he stepped on the gas pedal and caused the engine to roar, attracting the attention of the sea of people there.

In the next moment, everyone’s expressions changed as they stared in shock and awe at the Lamborghini.

"When... when did they make such an extraordinary chariot? I’ve never seen anything like it!"

"What a beauty! Look at that metal it’s made out of! What kind of rare material is that?"

"What’s even stranger is how I didn’t even feel the slightest Soul Strength fluctuation from the chariot at all! What kind of power does it use? Rune power?"

"Amazing! Did the Ling Bao Temple create a new Ling Bao divine chariot?"

The people spoke among themselves in awe about what a wonderful chariot it was, until someone suddenly shouted in fear.

"Hold on, what’s going on? Why is it still rushing towards us at that speed? Why hasn’t he slowed the hell down yet?"

"This is a disaster! It must be because the driver doesn’t have enough Soul Strength! Such a powerful chariot must be difficult to control!"

"No, no! It must be because his control of the runes is weak! Everyone, look out!"

"Come on, everyone, let’s cast a spell to stop the chariot!"

...

All of a sudden, all the priests there started to cast a spell, each one emitting colorful magical auras that lit up the whole street like fireworks in the sky—all with one united purpose to stop the wildly speeding chariot!

This kind of situation had always happened from time to time. After all, there were many stupid young and rich people in the Metal Nation who liked to test out strange and powerful divine chariots despite not having nearly enough Soul Strength. They did this in the hopes of looking and acting tough, but in the end they would lose control of the runes and subsequently lose control of the chariots...

Therefore, everyone there regarded Xu Que’s Lamborghini as a chariot that belonged to some noble family or other that was out of control.

And just as they expected, Xu Que’s car continued to speed forward without a sign of slowing down at all!

"Damn, this kid is too weak."

"His control of the runes is so poor, yet he dares to drive such a powerful chariot! What a fool!"

"I think his Soul Strength is just too weak. If he even so much as bumps into me I’ll send this bastard and his chariot flying, you just wait and see!"

"What a pity, though! It’s such an exquisite chariot, yet soon it’s going to turn into a pile of broken bits!"

"Ha! I’m sure his elders will give this boy an earful when he goes home this evening!"

...

By then, the whole crowd was shouting at the Lamborghini.

However, Xu Que had spent another ten Acting Tough Points to purchase a new driving skill, so he remained calm and confident.

Just as the priests who were closest to Xu Que’s car were staring down at the car, bracing for the imminent impact, there was a sudden scream from the car!

Screeeech!

The car made a sharp turn just before it touched the magical light cast by the priests’ spells. The tires shrieked as they dragged across the ground, leaving a perfect arc of skid marks in their trail as the car came to a sudden stop!

Everyone there watched in stunned silence!

The whole crowd was dumbstruck. They’d seen a chariot move this fast before and they knew how hard it was to control this kind of beast. Yet this chariot had made a sudden sharp turn just before it stopped, when it had been previously moving at full speed—this showed immense expertise in rune control!

None of them could believe what had just happened!

"That’s... that’s impossible!"

"Holy crap! That’s crazy! How did he do it?"

"How did he stop the chariot in that short span of time?"

...

The crowd’s chattering rang through the atmosphere, and those who had started to cast spells earlier hurriedly cancelled their spells in embarrassment. How stupid had they been? They’d mistaken a master, whose control over the runes was impeccable and whose Soul Strength was clearly top-notch, for a useless rich bastard! Moreover, they’d even idiotically cast defensive spells in front of the crowd! How shameful!

Swish!

Just then, Xu Que pushed open the car door.

All pairs of eyes were locked on the figure emerging from this extraordinary chariot.

Xu Que slowly brought out one foot in a swift, suave move, and planted it firmly onto the ground.

The crowd watched with bated breath.

Then, Xu Que stepped out fully, with his right hand holding a cigarette and his face arranged in a cool expression. His clothes swayed in the wind, tugged by a well-timed gust, as he puffed out a ring of smoke.

A series of notification rang up in his mind...

Ding! "Congratulations to host ’Xu Que’ for successfully acting tough. 160 Acting Tough Points rewarded!"

Ding! "Congratulations to host ’Xu Que’ for successfully acting super tough. 180 Acting Tough Points rewarded!"

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