Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: Wandering the Martial World with a Sword (Part 8)
Chuzheng brought Ming Xian over the wall. Ming Xian was somewhat distracted, and it wasn’t until Chuzheng pushed him into the room that he snapped back to reality: “They’re targeting me, you should leave now…”
“Go to sleep.”
Chuzheng pushed him in and slammed the door shut with a bang.
Ming Xian: “…”
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“Are we just going to keep watching like this?”
“That’s what the orders say, so that’s what we’ll do.”
The two of them crouched in the dark, watching a part of the courtyard. Perhaps because they were truly bored, they started chatting.
“But the person’s right inside, what are we waiting for? We should deal with that Demon Head soon, to prevent him from recovering and causing more trouble in the martial world.”
“According to Young Master Liang, he won’t recover quickly. We’re supposed to keep watch, in case there are other masters beside the Demon Head.”
The two were engrossed in their conversation and didn’t notice someone approaching from behind.
“Damn bad luck, I’m telling you…”
As the speaker turned his head, his hair stood on end instantly.
Where is everyone?
The person who was just beside him was now nowhere to be seen, and he hadn’t heard a sound.
He cautiously scanned around, suddenly feeling a chill around his ankle, as if something was crawling up from it.
He looked down and vaguely saw a trace of silver light.
Before he could figure out what that was, his expression froze, and the next second, he disintegrated into powder and fell from the tree, crashing into the grass below like a fine drizzle.
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At the inn.
None of the people keeping watch had returned, and those present were starting to get anxious.
“Did we send someone to check on them?”
“They haven’t come back yet.”
“Something must have happened…”
“Let’s wait a little longer.”
The room buzzed with chatter, a bit noisy.
Liang Xuan and Zhao Fu stood by the side, Liang Xuan’s face was still slightly bluish-black. He had been plagued by nightmares last night and hadn’t slept well.
“Are you okay, senior brother?” Zhao Fu asked with concern.
“I’m fine,” Liang Xuan shook his head.
They were notified early today that the people keeping watch yesterday hadn’t come back yet.
A tinge of anxiety crept into his heart.
Soon enough, the person sent to check returned with a report: “Couldn’t… couldn’t find them.”
Someone questioned, “What do you mean by ‘couldn’t find them’?”
“Neither dead nor alive.”
Neither dead nor alive…
The room suddenly plunged into silence.
“Let’s go, check it out.”
The group hurried to the residence, disregarding everything, and rushed inside.
The large courtyard felt like a haunted house, devoid of people.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere, and everyone inexplicably felt a chill.
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On the official road.
The carriage rumbled lazily forward, Han Qiqi riding behind on horseback, with a piece of grass in her mouth, showcasing the demeanor of a martial hero.
Inside the carriage were naturally Ming Xian and Chuzheng.
Chuzheng didn’t know why Han Qiqi was following her, but since she did nothing, Chuzheng couldn’t be bothered to argue with her.
A city loomed hazily ahead.
Liuzhou.
Liuzhou City was a bustling metropolis, an economic hub, with major merchant caravans passing through.
Near the Tianmen Sect, the city was populated with many from the martial world.
Upon entering the city, Han Qiqi disappeared from sight, as if she was merely a travel companion on the road with Chuzheng, parting ways upon reaching the destination.
Chuzheng stopped the carriage in front of the largest inn in Liuzhou City.
“Wait for me a moment.”
Ming Xian didn’t respond, closing his eyes for a rest.
Chuzheng let down the carriage curtain and entered the inn.
“Are there any rooms available?”
“There’s one left.”
“I’ll pay extra, find me another room.”
“This…” the shopkeeper looked troubled, “Miss, we really can’t, all the guests here are martial heroes, we can’t afford to offend them, why don’t you try elsewhere?”
[Main quest: Spend two thousand taels of gold within two hours.]
Chuzheng: “…”
Two thousand taels of gold?!
Gold?!
Are you freaking kidding me!!
Do you really think money grows on trees!!
[Miss, we’re the Spendthrift System after all.] The King’s Account looked innocent, this is just normal operation for the Spendthrift System.
This is a truly qualified Spendthrift System.
A Spendthrift System that doesn’t strive to squander isn’t a good system.
Chuzheng: “…”
You bastard, you dog!
[Miss, can you stop using that insult so often?]
You damn bastard dog!
[…] You think rearranging the words and changing a term makes it any different? I give you money to spend, and you still insult me! What kind of person are you!!
Chuzheng glanced around the inn, and instead of throwing money at it to buy the inn, she left.
Standing on the street, she surveyed her surroundings, finally setting her sights in one direction.
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The largest ‘Drunken Red Pavilion’ in Liuzhou City was bought, and the girls inside were all dismissed, it was said that the dismissal payments were a fortune.
A fortune is an understatement, but it was definitely a huge sum.
“Who bought it? And why did they dismiss all the girls? What are they planning to do?”
“Exactly, the girls of Drunken Red Pavilion are top-notch… where will we go for fun in the future?”
“If you rush to Drunken Red Pavilion now, you might still catch a couple of girls, and you don’t even need to pay a ransom, just take care of them outside.”
“Ha ha ha, just hope the tigress at home doesn’t raise hell.”
Gossip spread among the crowd.
Nobody knew who bought Drunken Red Pavilion, only that it was a girl.
Where this girl came from, why she bought Drunken Red Pavilion, and why she dismissed the girls, it was all unknown.
And just like that, the liveliest brothel in Liuzhou City suddenly quieted down.
Ming Xian probably never imagined he would be taken on a tour of a brothel in this manner one day.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
“Sir, are you alright?” A gentle voice with a hint of concern came from the side.
Ming Xian leaned against the corridor railing, turning to look back.
A girl walked over with graceful steps, a faint shyness on her face, but her eyes were especially captivating, glistening as if they could allure anyone.
Ming Xian felt nothing in particular, only asked her, “Why haven’t you left yet?”
“I have nowhere to go,” the girl clutched her hem, her voice soft and tender with a hint of sobbing, “Sir… could you take me in? I’ll serve as a maid, I don’t mind.”
She wasn’t as foolish as those in the building who really thought they could start anew after leaving here.
No matter how much money they had, what kind of life could they end up with?
If recognized, what would be their fate?
So…
She had her eyes on Ming Xian from the start.
His extraordinary demeanor and generous spending, staying by someone like this, even as a maid, was better than going outside.
Of course, she didn’t think that with her looks and abilities, she would only be a maid.
As she thought about it, the girl boldly stepped forward, reaching out with well-maintained hands, attempting to grab Ming Xian.
These days, Ming Xian had restrained his murderous aura well, appearing to outsiders as a young master with perhaps a chronic illness.
But as the girl’s hand was about to touch Ming Xian’s clothes, a surge of his murderous aura burst out, and he coldly rebuked, “Scram!”