Immortal Father
Chapter 305 - 305 114 Killing Someone in Ten Steps

305: Chapter 114: Killing Someone in Ten Steps 305: Chapter 114: Killing Someone in Ten Steps “Young master,” said the old swordsman with the bronze mask in a deep voice, “do not engage in a contest of ego.”

Tuoba Han slightly narrowed his eyes.

A few breaths later, his expression had returned to normal, and he gestured with his hand for Li Ping’an to proceed.

“Fellow Daoist, Jia’er is yours now.”

“How uninteresting, hahahaha!”

Li Ping’an, posing as a demon cultivator artifact refiner, laughed loudly and hurriedly stepped into the inner hall, still mocking:

“I’ve always heard of the many heroes in the East Sea, but now that I see them, they are nothing but empty reputations!

Hahaha!”

The corners of Wei Yanzi’s mouth twitched slightly, seemingly from anger, but in fact, he could hardly contain his laughter.

Hahaha, indeed, it is our own Ping’an who resembles a demon cultivator more!

Tuoba Han closed his eyes, took a deep breath, a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He bowed his hands to Sun Yingying and then, with a sweep of his sleeve, turned around and left.

The old swordsman slowly rose to his feet, his eyes behind the bronze mask calm as still water, following closely behind Tuoba Han.

“Where did that greenhorn come from!”

Xiao Menzi’s face was full of displeasure.

He stood up and flicked his sleeve, staring at Sun Yingying’s pretty face and said coldly:

“I would also advise the Drunken Moon Tower not to accept just any guest, to avoid courting disaster and upsetting the harmony of Dong’an City!

Hmph!

I’ll simply go to another establishment!”

Sun Yingying hurriedly said: “Please don’t hold it against us, fellow Daoist.

Indeed, this esteemed guest was just too bold.

Our Drunken Moon Tower is in business, we cannot just…

Please be more tolerant.”

The old Daoist in crimson at the entrance stood up, bowed to Sun Yingying with a calm expression, and said: “I will come again tomorrow to choose a cauldron furnace.

Your Drunken Moon Tower really is a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons lie.”

Sun Yingying let out a dry laugh.

The other guests began to rise and leave one after another, and the two middle-aged women who had come to flesh out numbers returned to the inner hall.

Wei Yanzi cleared his throat, stood up, and spoke in a gentle tone: “Wei Yanzi here.

Yingying?”

“Yes,” Sun Yingying responded crisply, “What would you have me do, Master Wei?”

“I’m heading out.

If there’s another event like this in the future, do not send me an invitation!”

Wei Yanzi sighed:

“I really am just a sect enforcer.

Indeed, I lack the means to dispute such matters.

I shall take my leave.”

“Master Wei, won’t you stay to have a drink tonight?

Several girls here are thinking of you dearly.

How about a free Spirit Stone session for tonight?”

“No, no, I’m not in the mood.”

Wei Yanzi bowed and hastily headed towards the entrance.

It was no other reason but that a moment before, Wei Yanzi had received a message from Qing Su asking him to keep an eye on everyone except for Tuoba Han, Xiao Menzi, and the elder in the crimson robe.

Wei Yanzi and Yansheng knew well that Li Ping’an had intentionally provoked these people just now.

As for the outcome, it depended on how these men would react later.

…

A moment later.

Li Ping’an sat quietly in the secret chamber on the fourth underground level of the Drunken Moon Tower, appearing to meditate.

A big red wedding robe lay beside him.

According to the Drunken Moon Tower’s rules, the departing daughter and the guest who won the maiden’s favor had to change into the big red robe, creating a scene as lively as a real wedding.

Li Ping’an didn’t understand why there were so many ‘games’ here, but he felt…

It’s really perverted.

Using a marriage ceremony for such matters, ten years later, the girl would have to serve customers.

Is this not a form of what you might call…?

Li Ping’an himself could not accept it.

If it were possible to directly buy the girl and have her as a maid, to assist Wen Ling’er or later form an ensemble for performances, he might reluctantly accept it.

Unfortunately, Drunken Moon Tower’s rules did not allow redemption, leaving Li Ping’an with no further thoughts on the matter.

Qing Su’s voice asked: “Disciple, who do you think is from Blood Fiend Hall, the old sword slave, the hook-nosed man, or the elder in the crimson robe?”

“The old sword slave,” Li Ping’an offered his judgment, “or that elder in the crimson robe.”

Qing Su asked: “Why can’t it be the hook-nosed pawnshop owner?”

“This…

I get the feeling that guy is just here to seek pleasure.

Master, didn’t you say he already left and turned right towards another brothel?”

Li Ping’an pondered briefly and quickly continued:

“Comparing the information we’ve gathered from our two visits here, there are a few key points.

“The person from Blood Fiend Hall hiding in Dong’an City is the sworn son of the Haggard Blood Fiend.

This person is also the key liaison between Blood Fiend Hall and Bliss Valley, so much so that even for Mo Wentian’s brother, Bliss Valley is unwilling to reveal who this person is.

“The so-called rules of Bliss Valley simply mean that we do not carry enough weight.”

“Logically speaking, the sworn son is likely to be that Tuoba Han, but previous encounters have shown that Tuoba Han often signaled the old sword slave with his eyes.

“In the end, when the old sword slave spoke up, Tuoba Han instantly cowered.

It is very possible there exists a master-servant relationship that is the opposite of what it seems.

“As for that Xiao Menzi…

from his words, it’s clear that he has no business dealings with Bliss Valley.

Both the elder in the crimson robe and Tuoba Han were very polite to Sun Yingying, knowing she is Bliss Valley’s contact.

“But Xiao Menzi, when he looked at Sun Yingying, his gaze was no different from how he looked at the female entertainers.”

Li Ping’an paused, taking advantage of the moment before someone entered from outside, he summarized to his master through a message:

“Master, if I were to disguise myself, I would choose to be that old sword slave, letting Tuoba Han stand in the forefront to attract all eyes.

“Perhaps even ordinarily allowing Tuoba Han to conduct transactions with Bliss Valley while hiding in the shadow.

“However, regardless, there is something amiss with the Tuoba family.

“The old sword slave is the more likely candidate.

We will try to extract more information from Sun Yingying later and then go directly to their residence to investigate.”

Qing Su nodded slowly.