The top three were Đồng Thái, who had long become an Earth Immortal; Cat Han Shengxuan, who was good at killing celestial phenomena with his fingers; and the blind woman who was unknown in the Central Plains.
She was the female guqin player who came to Western Shu from Beimang, Xue Songguan.
Eunuch Liu cast a glance at his colleague, who had just escaped from the gates of hell but still had a confused look on his face. Under the eunuch's long stare, Eunuch Liu finally put away that comical expression of a layman in the world of martial arts. He chuckled, and his expression was gloomy and conceited.
It was not until this moment that Eunuch Ma realized that his comical colleague was actually a martial arts master whose cultivation was not lower than his.
Tonight, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, and all kinds of slingshots that had been shot and not shot, was there an end to it?
Eunuch Ma had mixed feelings.
A ghostly wailing voice suddenly rang out, "This, this, this … What the hell is going on!"
In the aisle between the left and right private rooms, a middle-aged man in bright clothes looked as if he had lost his parents. "Why are so many people dead? How can our restaurant continue to do business?"
Then, when he saw the frosty expression on Liu Nerong's face, it was as if his parents had died, followed by his son. His face was full of despair. "Head shopkeeper, listen to me. These people killing each other really has nothing to do with me. This is an undeserved disaster …"
Eunuch Ma glanced at the middle-aged man and then turned to stare at Liu Nerong. He sneered, "What a Fish-dragon Gang!"
Eunuch Song also turned his head while rubbing his neck. He laughed and said, "What a Fish-dragon Gang in Beiliang."
Liu Nerong's face instantly turned pale.
The young Minister of Offerings beside her was full of anger and murderous intent.
Zhao Shanhong, the Stele Opener, was gloating.
He didn't care whether Liu Nerong had received instructions from Mount Qing Liang or not. He only knew that after this assassination failed, it didn't matter whether Liu Nerong was innocent or not. The Fish Dragon Gang, which was at the peak of its power in Northern Liang Path, would soon usher in a major change of blood. After all, a new emperor would bring in new courtiers. As for whether Liu Nerong would be able to get out of here alive, she would probably have to pray to Buddha and Bodhisattva for protection, right?
Liu Nerong didn't explain anything to the two great eunuchs of the Directorate of Credentials. She just looked at the second shopkeeper of the restaurant who was crying incessantly. "Guo Xuan, I only ask you one thing. Did you participate in tonight's matter?"
The middle-aged man named Guo Xuan was a senior figure in the new Fish-dragon Gang. Not to mention Zhao Shanhong, the Stele Opener, he was even better than the young Minister of Offerings who joined two years ago. However, Guo Xuan's martial arts were mediocre, but he was good at business management. He took a shortcut and quickly stood out. In the end, he became the second manager of this restaurant in Beian Town. At that time, in the Fish-dragon Gang, this kind of transfer could only be regarded as an exile because Guo Xuan was one of the few people who were loyal to Liu Nerong. He could drink with the old boss of the Fish-dragon Gang from time to time. Guo Xuan left Lingzhou with his tail between his legs. In the end, it was a microcosm of Liu Nerong's power. Previously, no one thought that Guo Xuan, who had no soldiers, generals, and little money, could make a comeback and get a place in the top management of the Fish-dragon Gang in Beian Town. However, Guo Xuan soon made everyone look at him in a new light. The restaurant and the brothel next door could be so prosperous because of Guo Xuan. Liu Nerong, who already felt guilty about this person, was happy to see the Fish-dragon Gang prosper in Beian Town. She even intended to promote him to a Deacon with real power in the Fish-dragon Gang next year. It was not a high position, but it was powerful enough to control half of the Fish-dragon Gang's business.
Guo Xuan said with a sobbing tone, "Sect Leader Liu, I'm just a weak commoner. Why would I kill someone when I can make a lot of money every day?"
The shrewd Eunuch Song smiled innocently, "Head Shopkeeper, Second Shopkeeper, are you trying to play the role of the good cop? Isn't it a little too late? "
On the street outside the restaurant, the sound of horse hooves could be heard.
The murderous aura of the cavalry on the battlefield was completely different from the murderous aura of a grandmaster in Jianghu who could single-handedly defeat a country.
However, it also made Jianghu feel like their guts were about to explode.
At this moment, a warm and mellow voice with an obvious smile sounded throughout the entire third floor. It was filled with inappropriate teasing, "Eunuch Song, you can't say that. Otherwise, I'll charge you for tonight's Green Ant Wine."
The voice was actually right beside Guo Xuan's ears, but he had no idea why there was someone beside him.
He was already full of anger. Now that he was being pushed into the fire pit by this guy with bad intentions, he could not put on a good face. He turned his head and said angrily, "Charge your mother's money. I have the final say on whether the Green Ant Wine will charge or not!"
Then he saw a handsome young face.
Then he saw that this person had his hands hidden in his sleeves and a Beiliang blade hanging from his waist.
In the current Northern Liang Dao, there was no longer any young general who dared to carry a cold saber in private.
Not a single one.
A hero with such courage was either still in prison or had already been in prison.
In Beiliang, apart from the border army and the internal garrison, there were only two kinds of people who were allowed to openly wear cold blades by Mount Qing Liang.
One was the generals who had made outstanding military contributions but had already retired from the army.
The other was the veteran soldiers who were born in the old barracks.
These two kinds of people were mostly old people. Otherwise, they were high-ranking officials who were in the prime of their lives and had already transferred to the officialdom.
The young man looked at Guo Xuan with a smile and then looked around. Finally, he smiled and said, "In Beiliang, I have the final say."
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