313: Chapter 306 “Catching the Adulterer 313: Chapter 306 “Catching the Adulterer On the other side, Xia Chichi hadn’t noticed Zhao Changhe was there.
After all, with his changed appearance, the whole street was teeming with soliciting chaos; how could he be spotted at a glance…
As Zhao Changhe hesitated, she had already entered the door, and vaguely, the greeting from inside could be heard, “Oh, Young Master Luo, you’ve co again…
The No.
1 ‘Heaven’ chamber has been reserved for you.”
Fuck, she’s a regular here; how long has this been going on?
San Niang had ntioned that the Four Symbols Sect’s reach hadn’t extended to this place, and that must be true.
It’s certain that the brothel isn’t run by the Four Symbols Sect, but it’s unclear what Chichi is planning by frequenting here as a regular.
Anyway, with Chichi here, why bother playing gas with you all…
Without any suspense, Zhao Changhe shook off the old madam who was hanging onto him and swiftly followed into the establishnt that Luo Qi had entered.
Behind him, Yang Qianyuan hurriedly followed, utterly confused, “Master, master?”
“Oh.” Zhao Changhe smiled and tossed him a piece of broken silver, “This place is not bad, you enjoy yourself; I’m not in the habit of visiting brothels with others.”
Yang Qianyuan took the money and looked at Zhao Changhe, who was enthusiastically entering, with a bizarre expression.
Strange, before this, there were no signs of him taking any interest in the brothels here, looking all suffocated.
Yet, upon seeing a handso young gentleman, his eyes lit up.
I get it; the n from the Langya Family must have seen all sorts of beauties, so the vulgar powders here don’t pique their interest.
After growing weary of the usual, they prefer the love of the beautiful…
Normal, normal.
Yang Qianyuan weighed the silver in his hand, not seeking his own pleasure in a brothel.
After a mont of thought, he suddenly strode off toward a mansion outside the street.
A man in a purple robe, towering in the hall, stared coldly at him: “Is that man truly Wang Daozhong?”
“I can’t be sure…
I know Wang Daozhong is middle-aged, and his appearance should be quite scholarly, with a beard.
But a beard can be shaved off, and though that sallow-faced man doesn’t look very healthy, his features are quite correct, and his speech is dignified.
The deanor of a senior expert doesn’t seem feigned…”
Of course correct, Zhao Changhe is publicly known for his handso and imposing appearance, which even scars couldn’t mar.
He hadn’t learned to change his features as Sisi did, still taking his own facial contour as the base; no matter how he tried to make it look ordinary, he could still fit the term ‘correct.’ And in this epoch, there was no belief in the martial world about bodily hair being a sacred inheritance from one’s parents that cannot be shaved.
Martial artists didn’t subscribe to so many pretenses.
As for his temperant, it was even more natural, having co from a lifeti of undefeated martial practice.
That kind of confident qi field is very difficult to fake.
He hadn’t felt much inferior even in conversations with Xia Longyuan.
What was Yang Qianyuan in comparison?
Yang Qianyuan hesitated for a mont, then said, “Moreover, he is indeed very strong.
I have seen the perception abilities of Yang Zhixing, the Yang Family Head, and it’s on par with him…
No, perhaps not as good as him.
Yang Zhixing at most knew what movents I made behind his back, but he could even tell the substance was Crane Crown Red, as if he had eyes watching…”
Leader Qian said, “A classic sign of the Secret Treasure.
His level of seeing as though witnessing it suggests that the First Layer Secret Treasure would definitely not suffice.
Even being on the Earth List or among its forefront isn’t guaranteed, it seems the rumors about He Lei being injured by him had so truth.”
Yang Qianyuan bowed his head, “Yes.
Then there’s his Sky-clearing Sea Suppressing Palm…
from my limited understanding, it seems to be genuine.”
“From this point of view, it really fucking might be Wang Daozhong.
Anyway, whether it is or isn’t him, this man is a real dragon crossing the river, not to be trifled with,” Leader Qian mused for a mont, muttering to himself, “If he’s willing to make a move, wouldn’t Heavenly Spirit be dood…”
Yang Qianyuan said nothing, inwardly holding so disdain.
Whether it’s Wang Daozhong or not, would such a personage be swayed to intervene in a minor gang conflict within a city?
Especially when it’s just a minor gang from the east side of the city.
Wouldn’t the best course of action be to do nothing and just wait for the man to leave, finishing the matter without complications?
Why bother with adding further trouble?
But since you want to add trouble, might I be able to take advantage of this to do sothing?
…
Setting aside the evil schers and their considerations, Zhao Changhe followed Xia Chichi into the brothel.
The “regular” Xia Chichi quickly snuggled up with her “old fla” into a private room, and before Zhao Changhe could catch up, a group of won flitted around him, “Oh, this gentleman looks unfamiliar, is it your first ti here?”
Zhao Changhe felt as if he were catching an adulterer in the act, which he found amusing.
Smiling, he stuffed a piece of broken silver into the neckline of the old madam: “Bring your top girl here.”
As a new face, how could he distinguish who the top girl was in this place?
The old madam, without any doubt, randomly selected a free one: “This is our top girl, Qianqian.
Qianqian, take good care of this gentleman.”
Zhao Changhe wasn’t in the mood to care whether this was the real top girl, or even to look at what the person looked like: “Lead to the No.
1 ‘Heaven’ chamber.”
Qianqian looked troubled, “The No.
1 ‘Heaven’ chamber has guests already…”
“What’s the big deal, then take to No.
2.”
Qianqian perked up; this gentleman was easygoing…
she coyly stuck close to Zhao Changhe, “This way please, sir…”
“Wait, wait.” Zhao Changhe, seeing the staircase opposite to the one Xia Chichi had taken, was baffled, “Why is the No.
2 ‘Heaven’ chamber on this side?”
Qianqian was puzzled, “Why wouldn’t it be on this side?”
Zhao Changhe simply laid his cards on the table, “Number one and number two aren’t connected?”
“Who says number one and number two have to be connected?” Qianqian’s eyes spun, then suddenly understanding, she giggled, “Sir, you ca for Master Luo from earlier, didn’t you?”
Zhao Changhe felt like an idiot, silently stuffing a piece of silver into her top, “You’re right, sir does fancy that taste.”
“Then sir better be careful.
Another who fancied the sa t his end a few days ago; his head was taken by Master Luo and hung at the street corner,” Qianqian whispered, “Otherwise, why would he have occupied the number one Tian-character private room for just a few days?
That’s our Kunlun City showing respect for heroes.”
Respect for heroes my foot—it’s respect for fists that’s real.
It seed that Chichi was thriving here, having already integrated into the atmosphere.
Could it be that she planned on settling down?
Zhao Changhe chuckled, “Don’t worry about that.
Take to the room next to his.”
The room next to Chichi happened to be unoccupied; in fact, the brothel wasn’t doing good business, and many rooms were empty.
Qianqian led Zhao Changhe inside and, smiling, poured him wine, “Sir, would you like to drink and listen to music first, or would you prefer to start with ?”
“You already know sir’s taste.
Just play the zither to the side; I’ll make it worth your while.”
Not needing to serve a patron and getting paid just to play the zither—who in their right mind wouldn’t be happy with that?
Qianqian gladly sat to one side and began to play, while Zhao Changhe drank on his own, secretly listening to the activity in the neighboring room.
The eyes at the back of the head never just allowed one to see behind, but rather enhanced all five senses.
His hearing had long surpassed those at the sa level, and after Yue Hongling had guided him through the door to the Secret Treasure of Perception, this ability had significantly improved, far beyond what he could have imagined while being under her tutelage.
The sound of Qianqian’s zither seed clamorous right by his ears, but in reality, it flowed around him, affecting him little.
The subtle sounds from the neighboring room, however, grew clearer and clearer, gradually penetrating his ears.
“Master Luo, you’re so naughty~ Where did you learn to touch soone like this, so rough…”
Luo Qi reverted to a more neutral voice that could barely be heard, “This is a bandit’s technique, not sothing you’d know.
It’s a bit rough, but doesn’t it feel good?”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
“Master Luo, you’re so annoying.”
“Alright, alright, I still want to hear your stories.
Yesterday, you stopped at the flaming Kunlun peaks and the jade stones burning together; what happened next?”
“No continuation to that, really.
It was actually just a volcanic eruption, hasn’t erupted in years, and the surrounding areas just ended up with dirt of different colors.
Now the snow covers the mountain tops, and it doesn’t stand out compared to other peaks.
Master Luo, if you think there’s treasure there, you might as well give up.
Many have speculated the sa and ended up empty-handed in their searches.”
Could it be that Xia Chichi was chatting up prostitutes to gather information?
She was originally thought to be looking for her own path to advancent in the West, which belonged to tal, but this talk of fire made it seem like she was helping Vermilion Bird search for so treasure or location.
Vermilion Bird’s things, by rights, should be looked for in the south…
But co to think of it, although Xuanwu was in the North, Azure Dragon’s location couldn’t really be considered East.
It seems the distribution of the Four Symbols isn’t rigidly tied to fixed directions, after all, the Ancient Four Symbols wouldn’t necessarily perish according to set locations…
However, volcanic eruptions are quite normal, so what answers could be found in such common knowledge?
Then he heard Xia Chichi laugh, “No continuation, then no continuation.
Keep going with the next story.”
“My Master Luo, you’ve listened to stories from a hundred years ago till ten years ago.
There aren’t any stories left for these ten years, it’s all been fighting…”
“Even all the fighting makes for stories.
For example, any well-known figures that have entered Kunlun?
Let’s hear it.”
“They all co incognito…”
“People always need to assert an identity when trying to enter the mountain; it’s later when they hole up in the city that they hide their nas, right?”
“That’s true…
I wasn’t aware of the past, but these last one or two years, a notorious one would be the Poisonous Spider.”
“The one who poisoned a whole town?
Number fifty-eight on the Human List?”
“That’s right…
He entered the mountain.
Um…
and then there’s Yang Qianyuan.
Rumor has it that he didn’t make it into the mountain and stayed in the city, but nobody knows which one he is, or if he’s still alive…”
Zhao Changhe suddenly had an intuition.
Chichi wasn’t always hiding away, practicing within the sect, but causing trouble in the world as a cunning demoness.
In the long ti he’d been traveling north, Chichi, representing the Four Symbols Sect, must have been quite active, not just in martial arts, but also in rebellion plots.
Take her previous encounter with Yang Bugui, for example—they didn’t fight but managed to build a small rapport.
Could her real mission be related to hunting down Yang Qianyuan, all for the sake of the Yangs of Hongnong?
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