Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105: Wandering the Martial World with a Sword (Part 9)
The woman was startled.
The young man who seemed non-threatening just a moment ago suddenly exuded an intimidating aura, leaving the woman frozen in place.
“Cough, cough…”
Ming Xian leaned against the railing, coughing.
The woman bit her lip, made up her mind as if summoning courage, and moved forward: “Young master, are you alright?”
Ming Xian stepped back, and the woman’s hand reached out into the air. She forced a faint smile: “Young master, I only saw that you were in distress, are you alright?”
“What are you doing?”
The familiar voice caused Ming Xian’s body to stiffen slightly, a wave of panic unexpectedly flashed in his heart.
However, the next second he puzzledly thought, he hadn’t done anything, so why panic?
Ming Xian was clutching his still-injured shoulder, supporting himself with a sword, and did not make a sound.
The girl did not take Chuzheng seriously. When these two came in, she clearly saw that the woman was subordinate to the young master, and all the subsequent matters were being handled by her.
In ancient times, such tasks were only done by subordinates.
Naturally, she placed Chuzheng in the position of a follower.
“I just said a few words to this young master…”
Before the woman could finish speaking, she saw the girl from behind step forward, one hand supporting the young master, the other wrapping around his waist, almost half-embracing him in her arms.
Yet the young master did not struggle at all.
She’s merely a servant… supporting him like this is nothing.
The woman comforted herself so.
But can a follower truly hold their master so intimately?
“Are you still not leaving?” Chuzheng glanced at her: “Not enough money?”
The woman hesitated: “I… have nowhere to go. Young master let us go, saved us from the pit of fire, my sisters and I are very grateful, I… can I stay and take care of the young master to repay his kindness?”
Chuzheng: “…”
What nonsense?!
This woman is trying to steal my job!
Do you think you can take care of the Good Person Card?!
Chuzheng looked at Ming Xian gloomily, as if daring her to nod, she’d dare to make the woman die before him.
Ming Xian lowered his eyes, sensing Chuzheng’s gaze: “I didn’t say anything to her.”
After speaking, he felt annoyed, why should he have to explain to her.
“I know how to do everything, please young master accept me.” The woman suddenly cried out her tragic life story, which was very moving.
However, among the girls here, how many have favorable backgrounds?
“Hurry up and leave, don’t make me throw you out.” Chuzheng’s eyes turned cold.
“Young master…” The woman did not look at Chuzheng, only tearfully gazed at Ming Xian. In the past, when men saw her like this, they would always soften.
But unfortunately, Ming Xian didn’t look at her.
“Young master, I can’t survive outside, I beg you to have great mercy, let me stay, I’ll do anything.”
“If you can’t survive outside, you can go to the building next door, I’ve already spoken to the madam there.”
Back when Chuzheng was dismissing them, she stated clearly: take the money and leave on your own.
If you feel you can only work in this line, you can go next door, and as a free person, you won’t be under the strict control of the madam like the other girls in the building.
Woman: “…”
The servants in the building were kept, so Chuzheng called them over to get her out.
–
“Why do you have to choose here?”
Ming Xian’s shirt was half-open, Chuzheng was applying medicine to him.
“Have you visited a brothel before?” Chuzheng asked him.
“…No.” Ming Xian gritted his teeth: “I have no interest in such places.”
“Then let me take you around.” One must have knowledge in life, how could one not have visited a brothel!
“…”
Ming Xian was silent.
Because he had nothing to say.
Traveling the martial world for many years, never met someone like this!
“I have contacted some people, they should be coming over.” Chuzheng pulled up his clothes and lowered her head to tie his sash.
Previously Ming Xian did it himself, now Chuzheng had taken over.
Ming Xian sometimes found it quite frightening, she was unknowingly encroaching more and more into his world.
But even though he knew, he never stopped it each time.
“Who are these people?”
“People from the Brahman Immortal Sect.” Chuzheng said: “Sect Hierarch, don’t forget your identity.” The Sect Hierarch must act like a Sect Hierarch!
Most of the Brahman Immortal Sect members were annihilated, but some remained, Chuzheng contacted them using methods from the sect, and unexpectedly there really were people who responded.
The Good Person Card’s Sect Hierarch can’t be a Bare-Pole Commander.
It’s a big disadvantage during fights.
Worried sick for the Good Person Card.
Ming Xian froze, throughout all this time, he had never thought of reaching out to those people, he didn’t trust them, in the past they were merely tools for him.
It took Ming Xian a while to speak: “Do you know why I came to Liuzhou?”
Yes.
Liuzhou was where he needed to go.
And she had never asked why he came to Liuzhou.
He said he wanted to come, and so she changed the direction.
“For what?”
“To kill someone.”
While he’s still alive and able to move.
“Oh.”
Chuzheng packed up the medicine bottle, as calmly as if he’d just said ‘the weather’s nice today’.
Chuzheng suddenly stopped, leaning against the table: “What did you just say?”
Ming Xian repeated: “To kill someone.”
Chuzheng’s eyes squinted slightly: “Who?”
Ming Xian stared at her, as if trying to discern something from her face, his lips slightly parted: “Yang Li.”
“…Don’t know him.”
–
Yang Li was an official of the imperial court, holding a rather high position, the prefectural magistrate of Liuzhou.
Yang Li had another identity, the son-in-law of the Tianmen Sect.
He married the beloved daughter of the Head of the Tianmen Sect.
It was said that before Yang Li became an official, he was also a person of the martial world.
Only later did he become an official, and married the cherished daughter of the Tianmen Sect, they had a son, and soon Yang Li’s son’s wedding day was approaching.
The prefectural magistrate’s son getting married in Liuzhou, of course it would be a grand occasion.
Because of the relationship with the Tianmen Sect, numerous heroes of the martial world came to join the celebration.
People from the Brahman Immortal Sect arrived at the Drunken Red Pavilion before Yang Li’s big wedding.
Upon seeing the sign of the Drunken Red Pavilion, they found it peculiar, probably not expecting their sect master, known only for killing and not having any understanding of women, to be in the Drunken Red Pavilion.
Once inside, finding only a few servants and none of the usual women, they breathed a sigh of relief.
The Sect Hierarch remained the same cold-blooded, merciless killer.
“Greetings, Sect Hierarch.”
“Sect Hierarch, we knew you must still be alive.”
Ming Xian sat in the superior position, supporting his chin with one hand, without speaking.
The sect members were also accustomed to their Sect Hierarch being this way, most times, he remained silent.
One by one, the sect members recounted their experiences during this period to Ming Xian.
Ming Xian raised his hand, the candlelight gliding across the cold edges of his mask: “From now on, you’ll listen to Chuzheng, there’s no need to report to me.” His end was near, once he had killed those he needed to, he’d likely reach his limit.
Chuzheng?
The people exchanged glances, probably trying to recall who this was.
After a good while, someone remembered, wasn’t this the maid the Sect Hierarch used to keep around?