Five grown men sat dejectedly in the detention room. Han San, who was more sensitive about his reputation, kept his head down. Long Feicheng, Weng Qianxiang, and Old Jin, being frequent visitors, wore amused smiles and even chatted with the petty thieves caught stealing batteries nearby.
However, Chang Shan possessed the greatest composure. Under such circumstances, he actually had the audacity to chant Buddhist scriptures.
Long Feicheng declared Chang Shan the most socially adept person on Earth, as the rest of their companions felt a bit embarrassed for him.
The group waited impatiently, like people waiting for stars and the moon, until Yan Shouyi finally arrived to bail them out.
Yan Shouyi was brought in by a police officer who introduced himself as Senior Brother Xia Zhi. He stood outside the detention room, observing the men.
Long Feicheng quickly called out, "Brother Yan, Brother Yan! We're over here!"
"I see you..."
Yan Shouyi sighed, "Can't you guys just control yourselves? Why can't you just have a proper relationship?"
Long Feicheng chuckled, "Forgive me for my unrestrained love of freedom throughout my life."
Old Jin spread his hands, "I'm at an age where I have no aspirations for marriage; casual encounters suit me better."
Weng Qianxiang offered an excuse, "I'm still underage..."
Each of the three had their own reasons, but the core message was that they didn't want to be tied down by love and marriage too soon, preferring to live freely for a few more years.
Compared to the three, Han San was much more honest, a breath of fresh air.
He declared with tears streaming down his face, "I would love to have a proper relationship, but for some reason, girls just don't fancy me. The one I finally liked, you snatched away from me."
"Get lost!" Yan Shouyi almost blurted out to the officer, "Bail out everyone else, but leave this dog-king Han here for fifteen days of detention!"
Finally, Yan Shouyi looked at Chang Shan, expecting to hear his excuse.
Chang Shan clasped his hands together and calmly, matter-of-factly explained, "This humble monk is a man of religion. Monks are forbidden from marrying and having children."
Yan Shouyi: "..."
Police Officer: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
The monk's reasoning was so sound that they were rendered speechless!
So, because he was a monk forbidden from marriage and children, you went off to save fallen women, is that it?!
There were too many points to criticize Chang Shan on, and Yan Shouyi couldn't retort them all at once.
He sighed, took out Lin Zitong's bank card, and followed the officer to pay the fines.
After paying the fines, the officer returned with keys to release them. As the five men stepped out of the detention room, they immediately latched onto Yan Shouyi's legs.
Old Jin said gratefully, "You're a loyal friend when it matters most!"
"Alright, alright, stop pretending. Let's get back to the research society!"
Yan Shouyi wasn't swayed by their theatrics. In fact, he hadn't intended to blame them in the first place.
Just as they were about to leave, while passing through the detention room corridor, a hand suddenly shot out from the iron bars, firmly grabbing Yan Shouyi's arm.
Yan Shouyi was startled. Who could grab his arm without him noticing?
His cultivation was high, and his senses were incredibly sharp. Even caught off guard, an ordinary person couldn't possibly grab his hand.
To be able to grab his hand meant the person could stab him in the back. This was extremely dangerous for Yan Shouyi.
He turned his head and saw two familiar faces sitting inside the detention room. One of them was the one who had grabbed him.
"Uncle Dog?! Uncle Miaoji?!"
Yan Shouyi cried out in disbelief.
The ones detained in the room were the raggedly dressed Daoist Dog and the partially bare-chested Monk Miaoji!
Looking down, he saw that the old yellow dog belonging to Daoist Dog was also locked up.
Upon seeing Yan Shouyi, the old yellow dog became unusually excited, its tail wagging like a propeller.
Daoist Dog chuckled, "Good nephew, the world is indeed small. You've troubled yourself to bail us both out!"
After the shock, Yan Shouyi was left speechless.
It was one thing for his group of young, unreliable teammates to be arrested.
But how could even the two uncles by his father's side be so unreliable!
It seemed like some strange inheritance had been passed down!
Chatting through the iron bars was somewhat awkward, so Yan Shouyi quickly paid their fines and bailed them out as well.
Upon leaving the police station, Daoist Dog stretched and patted his stomach, "I'm a bit hungry. Since you've done a good deed, see it through to the end. Nephew, please treat us to breakfast!"
"...There's a Fujian Pot-Side breakfast stall ahead. Let's go eat there," Yan Shouyi sighed.
Rongcheng was by the sea, so seafood was a staple of their meals, and this seafood pot-side was a primary breakfast for the people of Rongcheng.
The skilled vendor would put some oil in the pot, add mushrooms, then shrimp and clams, followed by stir-fried Napa cabbage. Water was added and brought to a boil. Once the base was prepared, a circle of ground rice batter would be poured along the edge of the pot. The lid would be closed for a few seconds. Shortly after, the lid would be opened, and the solidified rice batter cakes would be scooped into the pot. Various seasonings were added, and a steaming bowl of seafood pot-side was ready to be served.
When the pot-side was served, everyone's appetite was whetted, as if they had been hungry for a long time.
Yan Shouyi couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Dog, what exactly happened with you guys?"
Logically, Daoist Dog should have been with Yan Chou. If they were detained, where was his father?
Daoist Dog took a sip of the pot-side soup and said with a grin, "After we busted Li Genmiao's hideout, your dad said he was going to see an old friend, so we came back a few days early. It was late at night when we returned, so we didn't want to bother you. Your Uncle Miaoji wanted to get a foot massage, and I strongly disagreed, but I couldn't defeat him, so I had to submit to his lustful tyranny and accompany him."
"When we got to the club, we all did our own things. Not long after I started, I heard the police arrive. Upon inquiry, I found out that a masseuse who served your Uncle Miaoji had called the police. I initially thought, how could this masseuse lack professional ethics? Later, I found out it was mainly because your Uncle Miaoji played too perversely, and the other party couldn't handle it, so she called the police."
At this point, everyone couldn't help but look at Monk Miaoji.
How perverse could his actions have been to make even a masseuse call the police?
Monk Miaoji snorted angrily, "I paid for the service, and she said she could do anything. So, with the idea of saving others as saving oneself, I began teaching the female donor to recite the Diamond Sutra. She just couldn't memorize it, so I decided not to pay. Then the female donor called the police."
Daoist Dog covered his face and said, "Listen to this. Is this something a human would do?"
Everyone's eyes twitched. They were utterly impressed. His perversions were indeed quite extreme...