Hearing Meng Li's name, only the old man with the sword on his back twitched his eyelids. Other than him who was experienced in Jianghu, it was the first time for the others to enter Snow Lotus City. Although the juniors around him were not unscrupulous disciples who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, the purple-clothed woman and the pair of siblings were from sects and clans that were outstanding in the southwest province. As for the tall young man with no foundation, he was also a rare rising star. They looked down on this small border city from the bottom of their hearts. However, the old man had heard of Meng Li before. He rarely fought in Snow Lotus City, but it was said that he had a death battle with a few experts under Liu Huaixi. Most of the latter disappeared from Jianghu, and Liu Huaixi was recognized as a second level master. Since Meng Li was still alive, it meant that either the Snow Lotus House was not to be trifled with, or Meng Li had the ability to challenge Liu Huaixi. The old man believed that he had reached a higher level in Jianghu, so even if he was not afraid of Meng Li, he still had to be cautious when facing such a local tyrant. It was better to avoid trouble.
Just as the old man was about to take a step back to avoid trouble, the young woman who was dressed as a man clicked her tongue and said, "Forget it? What a big tone. Who are you? If you don't forget it, what else do you want? "
The purple-clothed woman, who had arrived at Snow Lotus City earlier than her companions, sighed softly. She then said to the disciple of a noble family who looked somewhat similar to the young girl, "That woman is the Head Mistress of the Snow Lotus House.
The young man nodded. He was born in a prestigious family and did not have any intention of causing trouble. He smiled at the arrogant girl and said, "Damn girl, come back."
The young woman was unwilling, but she was no longer aggressive. However, someone quickly added fuel to the fire. The eyes of the tall young man, who exuded an aura of savagery, burned with passion as he stared fixedly at Madam Song, whose skin was still as charming as that of a young girl's. "You're Madam Song from Snow Lotus City, the woman who even the Deputy General of Yi Province in the Western Shu Empire couldn't win over?"
He grinned, revealing his white teeth, "Mrs. Song, my name is Zhang Wuhou. I'm the guy who peed in front of the Zhao family's mansion. I've admired you for a long time!"
Mrs. Song didn't get angry because of the young man's frivolous words. She smiled and said, "I know."
The young girl was clearly very dissatisfied with the man beside her who was fickle-minded. She coldly snorted and looked at Madam Song with even more provocation. "Zhang Wuhou, what are you admiring? She's old enough to be your mother!"
Marquis Zhang Wuhou, whose name had shaken the southwest of Liyang because of his unbridled behavior, smiled and said, "This little girl doesn't understand Madame Song's kindness."
The old man with the sword on his back was deeply worried. That elegant young man was also helpless. However, it would be a big joke to say that he was afraid of offending the entire Snow Lotus City.
Hsu Fengnian didn't expect these people to be so bold. He didn't want them to continue insulting Madam Song, so he smiled and said, "When you're outside, you should speak properly. At the very least, you should speak human language."
Then, Hsu Fengnian turned to look at Madame Song. "Don't tell me that everyone wants to carve the words' come and hit me 'on their faces when they walk the streets nowadays? I didn't have this courage back then. "
Madame Song smiled and said, "These people are probably either the disciples of Wang Xianzhi, Cao Changqing, or the sons and daughters of the feudal princes and princesses of Liyang. That's why they're so bold."
Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "Even if that's the case, it still doesn't make sense."
Madame Song, who seemed to be speaking in riddles with Hsu Fengnian, nodded and deliberately said with a look of realization, "Oh right, it still doesn't make sense."
The young girl was furious and said angrily, "Shameless adulterers! Don't even think about leaving here today! I don't care if you're Madame Song or not. You're still a prostitute, and an old one at that! "
Madame Song was completely indifferent. She had used a short span of twelve years to turn the Snow Lotus House into the largest brothel in the southern part of the Western Regions. Even Liu Huaixi had no choice but to tolerate this thorn in his side. How could she be defeated by a little girl with a few words? If it weren't for the King of Beiliang by her side, she would've been able to easily leave a psychological shadow in the young girl's heart for the rest of her life. As a death warrior trained by the Whisk Room, Meng Li attached great importance to the rules. As long as Madame Song didn't say anything, he wouldn't do anything even if he had a strong killing intent. However, a sinister smile had already appeared on his face.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "That's enough."
The young girl sneered and said, "You're just a pretty boy raised by an old woman. Who do you think you are?! You think you're qualified to talk to me? "
Zhang Wuhou was originally a daring person, and he also had an astonishing backing. He chuckled and said, "You're not convinced? Why don't we spar? If you win, we'll make way. If you lose, Madame Song will be mine. How about it? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Spar? Sure." After saying that, he slowly walked forward. Meng Li quickly took the initiative to retreat and make room. His eyes were blazing with madness, and even his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble. He was one of the four grandmasters of the world. How many people could see the four of them in action? In the blink of an eye, the young girl didn't even notice anything strange. Then, a deafening sound came from behind her. She then discovered that Zhang Wuhou had turned into that 'passable' looking young man who had the most repulsive smile.
It turned out that Zhang Wuhou had been pushed out by Hsu Fengnian's palm on his forehead. He crashed through the wall, passed through the room, and broke through the wall again. Just like that, he fell out of the eighth floor of the Snow Lotus Tower.
Among the group, the old man with the sword on his back had the highest cultivation. However, he didn't see how this young man with an ordinary aura attacked. The old man instinctively reached out to pull out his sword.
Hsu Fengnian only stood beside the young girl and looked at the two eye-catching holes. He waited patiently for a long time before turning his head and looking at the shocked grandmaster of the southwest. He asked with a smile, "What's wrong? You can't even pull out your sword?"
At this time, everyone discovered that the grandmaster of the sword, who was unreachable in their hearts, had reached out to grab the hilt of the sword on his back. The sword, which weighed no more than a few kilograms, seemed to be as heavy as a mountain. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move it in the slightest.
This scene was too ridiculous and comical.
This accidental disturbance seemed to be an ordinary quarrel, but in reality, everyone in the group had their own schemes. Not to mention the pitiful person who had already fallen out of the Snow Lotus Tower, the girl in purple wanted to borrow the power of the southwest Jianghu to make a name for herself. For a heroine to walk the Jianghu, winning the title of 'fairy' was only the first step. She still needed a variety of methods to manage it. She needed to climb up to a towering tree so that she could intimidate others. She needed to be on good terms with the seniors, carefully win over young masters who had money and family background, and so on. On the road of Western Shu, the awe-inspiring son of an aristocratic family had sharp eyes. He had seen the old-style cold saber on Hsu Fengnian's waist. His family had suffered a lot at the hands of the Xu family, so they wanted to skin the Beiliang Xu family alive. As for the dandy sons of Western Shu who liked to wear cold sabers, he had personally killed and crippled many of them over the years due to his anger. Now that he had met such a person in Snow Lotus City, other than disliking him, he wanted to test the waters. He wanted to create a farce and reveal some of the old secrets of the Snow Lotus Tower. If she really had an affair with Beiliang, then he would have a merit that he could easily obtain. As for the girl who was angry at Zhang Wuhou's fickleness, how could his eyes not light up? Her thoughts were very simple. In front of a strange man she was interested in, she just wanted to make him keep his eyes on her.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the embarrassed old man who had drawn the sword and said pleasantly, "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
After a while, the old man, who had been famous for a long time, struggled in vain. When he was about to lower his head and admit defeat, he suddenly pulled out more than half of the long sword in the sheath. Even the old man himself felt that it was unbelievable.
The two women and one man who were staring at the old man felt relieved.
However, the long sword in the old man's hand returned to the sheath by itself.
Out of the sheath, back into the sheath.
This process repeated again and again.
The old man wanted to die.
Madame Song suddenly burst out laughing. She had never felt so comfortable in more than ten years.
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