Chapter 182: Decisions in the Carriage

"In Ximen Yong's party, are there any experts?" Huang Gaozu asked with a gloomy face, looking at the excited Li Yiying.

"I was just about to discuss this with Brother Gaozu." The excitement on Li Yiying's face faded, and he said in a deep voice, "Besides Ximen Yong himself, there are only some guards and Miscellaneous Servants; the Black Tiger Stronghold can handle these people. But Ximen Yong's confidant, Yuan Shouzhi, is also traveling with him; this man is an expert at the Great Accomplishment realm of the Inner Breath Realm!"

As Li Yiying spoke, he raised his eyes to watch Huang Gaozu's expression.

Upon hearing the name Yuan Shouzhi, Huang Gaozu's eyelids clearly twitched, but he remained silent, his expression unreadable.

Li Yiying's heart tightened; if Huang Gaozu had spoken up directly, this matter would be easy to handle, but since he was silent now, he would have to bleed money.

Li Yiying pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Gaozu, as long as you make a move to intercept Yuan Shouzhi for us, I will handle the rest. After it is done, we will split the silver fifty-fifty, how about that?"

Hearing "fifty-fifty," Wang Zhaoxuan looked at Li Yiying with a stunned expression.

In this matter, the source of information was on their side, and they were also putting in the effort; normally it should be a thirty-seventy split, and their own stronghold leader was not the type to easily bleed money.

Li Yiying did not want a fifty-fifty split either, but if Huang Gaozu did not make a move, Yuan Shouzhi alone could sweep them away; he had seen for himself how terrifying a Martial Artist at the Great Accomplishment realm was.

Hearing "fifty-fifty," Huang Gaozu finally glanced at Li Yiying with deep eyes and said, "I can make a move for this. However, that fellow Yuan Shouzhi is extremely formidable; I estimate I won't be able to entangle him for long, so you had better be quick and efficient when the time comes."

Hearing Huang Gaozu loosen his stance, Li Yiying felt a surge of joy and said, "Brother Gaozu, rest assured, my brothers are no pushovers."

"Very well, Stronghold Leader Li, see you at the Black Tiger Stronghold tomorrow at dusk!" Huang Gaozu said suddenly.

"Brother Gaozu is straightforward!" Li Yiying said, picking up the wine cup on the table.

Huang Gaozu also picked up the wine cup in front of him, and after the two clinked glasses, they drank it in one gulp.

After finishing the drink, Huang Gaozu slammed the cup down, his figure flickered, and he darted out through the window, his figure disappearing into the vast night.

Li Yiying turned his head to look at the window, only to see the pitch-black night; there was not a trace of a person left...

A look of heartache flashed across Li Yiying's eyes.

"Big Brother, are we leaving too?" Wang Zhaoxuan looked at Li Yiying and asked.

"No rush." Li Yiying turned his head to look at the two unconscious women on the bed, his expression gloomy as he said, "The money has been paid, so I can't let these two bitches off cheap. I've bled money and feel unhappy, so I might as well make up for it with them."

As Li Yiying spoke, a beast-like fierce light shot from his eyes; he picked up the wine pot, pulled off the lid, poured half a pot of wine down his throat, then stood up, tore open his collar, and walked toward the bed...

Just at this moment, Duan Rong withdrew his Divine Sense.

The Divine Sense had been projected for quite some time, and his Divine Soul already felt a trace of painful pressure.

Duan Rong sat there with a solemn expression; the few people at the table were still playing drinking games, in high spirits, with wine cups clinking...

Ximen Kankan had always been good at this kind of game, but upon encountering Lan Ying, it was as if he had met his nemesis, and he kept losing...

Don't look at how Lan Ying usually seemed as weak as if she couldn't withstand the wind; at this moment, she had rolled up her sleeves, revealing half of her tender, white-lotus-root-like arms, and was playing the game with Ximen Kankan. This scene left Hong Xue, who was on the side, dumbfounded.

Ximen Kankan had lost too much and had already drunk many cups; his tolerance for alcohol was average to begin with, and at this moment, he had drunk his fat face until it looked like a red-roasted pig's head...

When the party broke up, all three were already tipsy. Duan Rong first helped Hong Xue move Lan Ying to the bed behind the screen. Lan Ying's hand rested on Duan Rong's shoulder, a fragrant breeze wafting into his nose. Lan Ying was still squinting her eyes, smiling and calling out: "Leaning against the door, looking back, I smell the green plums..."

The two managed to get her onto the bed. Hong Xue looked at Duan Rong and smiled, "It's a good thing you weren't drunk, sir, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to move her alone. However, she was happy tonight... I've been by her side for so long, and I've never seen her drink so happily."

Duan Rong was full of worries at this moment and had no energy to chat with Hong Xue. He only said for the young lady to rest early, then took his leave.

Hong Xue looked at Duan Rong's coldly departing back and sighed slightly. She walked to the bed, unfolded the quilt, and covered Lan Ying's stomach.

Duan Rong walked to the front hall; Ximen Kankan and Jiang Qingyu were already drunk, and the two were laughing and rolling on the floor...

Duan Rong walked over, and like tucking a Sack under his arm, he scooped one up with each hand, clamping one under each armpit, and walked out of Huaying Pavilion.

The two wanted to struggle, twisting their bodies like maggots, but Duan Rong's hands were like iron hoops, clamping them tightly.

On the street outside the door of Huaying Pavilion, Shi Kang, who was waiting in the carriage, was startled when he saw Duan Rong come out with two people clamped under his arms. He immediately jumped off the carriage and took his young master from Duan Rong's armpit, helping him into the carriage.

Duan Rong also jumped into the carriage with Jiang Qingyu. Shi Kang raised the whip to drive, the carriage wheels rolled, and the carriage left Huaying Pavilion with a rumbling sound.

The carriage swayed slightly. Duan Rong looked at Ximen Kankan, who was leaning in the corner, reeking of alcohol. Duan Rong sat over, helped Ximen Kankan up, and reached out to pat his face gently. The fat on Ximen Kankan's face trembled, his eyelids lifted, he squinted at Duan Rong, and then drooped down again.

Seeing that Ximen Kankan was awake, Duan Rong asked, "Kankan, let me ask you, has Master Ximen gone to the Prefecture City again these past few days?"

Ximen Kankan mumbled, "Prefecture City... went... been going a lot this past month..."

Duan Rong looked at Ximen Kankan's drunken state, shook his head, and put him back, letting him lean in the corner and sleep soundly.

Duan Rong did not intend to tell Ximen Kankan that someone wanted to intercept and kill his father.

Because he simply could not explain his source of information clearly.

He couldn't exactly tell Ximen Kankan that he had already cultivated the second layer of the Womb Treasury Sutra and heard it after his Divine Sense Projection.

Duan Rong sat in the carriage, weighing this matter repeatedly.

The people from the Black Tiger Stronghold wanted to intercept and kill Ximen Yong, but clearly, their own strength was insufficient, which was why they had sought out Huang Gaozu, who was stationed at Huaying Pavilion.

Duan Rong remembered Huang Gaozu's initial hesitation vividly; he was clearly wary of that Martial Artist at the Great Accomplishment realm named Yuan Shouzhi.

In the room, Duan Rong had already used his Divine Sense to penetrate the bodies of the three. Based on the thickness and solidity of their Internal Breath, Li Yiying was a Martial Artist at the Third Layer of the Inner Breath Realm, while Wang Zhaoxuan beside him was a Martial Artist at the Second Layer of the Inner Breath Realm.

And these two were clearly the two most core members within the Black Tiger Stronghold, and the martial arts realms of the others in the Black Tiger Stronghold could never be higher than theirs, meaning they were at most at the Second Layer of the Inner Breath Realm.

According to the distance, Shi Kang first sent Duan Rong back to the Yuanshun Escort Agency, then prepared to send Jiang Qingyu to the Jiang Mansion.

Duan Rong stood on the stone steps in front of the Yuanshun Escort Agency, looking with flickering eyes at the carriage on the bluestone road bathed in moonlight. Just now, in the carriage, he had already decided to intervene in this matter.

(End of this chapter)