Chapter 134: Reinforcements Arrive

Hearing Li Musheng's reply, Murong Xiaoya timidly shrank her neck, immediately hugging her teacup and lowering her head, as if asking that one question just now had already been the limit of what a social phobic like her could manage.

Hu Rui'an on the side looked deeply at Li Musheng, feeling that although this Eighth Imperial Prince had only just had his identity acknowledged not long ago, the mannerisms belonging to an Imperial Prince were already quite established.

Just then, Wu Shang, who was standing nearby, suddenly let out a soft "eh," his gaze turning toward the street below.

He saw the two youths who had previously fought to a draw and retreated separately now standing up and facing each other in confrontation.

But at this moment, a group of people carrying knives and swords suddenly rushed out from the shops on both sides of the street.

These people had originally been passersby on the street or shop owners and assistants; after the gong sounded earlier, they had all hidden inside the shops.

However, at this time, they seemed to have changed identities, each with a fierce face, completely surrounding that muscular youth.

At this moment, a sound of urgent horse hooves galloped rapidly from one end of the street; soon, three tall horses arrived at the center of the long street and stopped.

Seated atop the horses were three middle-aged men; the one in the lead wore a white robe, had a beautiful beard, narrow eyes, and a sinister appearance.

He glanced around at the street scene before him, then bowed his hands toward the tall youth holding a spear and said:

"Nephew Sun, you have worked hard. Since you have figured out the true level of this person's martial art, leave the handling of this to me from now on."

Upon hearing this, Sun Shao nodded lightly; the long spear he had extended from under his arm retracted, stood vertically behind him, and he slowly said:

"This person's sword technique is extremely powerful; behind him must be a famous sect in the Jianghu. If I am not mistaken, he and the previous group likely come from the Tianhe Sword Sect of Qingzhou."

Upon hearing these words, the middle-aged man in the white robe, Sha Wenshan, immediately furrowed his brows tightly, then turned to look at the muscular youth surrounded by the crowd, and pondered:

"If his backer is indeed the Tianhe Sword Sect, then this matter has become tricky."

At this time, the muscular youth Qin Hao, supporting a broad blade in his hand, looked past those surrounding him toward Sha Wenshan.

His expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Are you people from the Bai Sha Gang?"

Sha Wenshan did not reply, but instead turned his head to the two middle-aged men beside him and said:

"Two honorable younger brothers, please join me in taking down this youth; he must definitely have the other half of the map on him."

Upon hearing this, the two middle-aged men nodded lightly, said nothing more, and immediately leaped into the air from their horse backs, rushing straight toward Qin Hao.

Sha Wenshan followed closely behind; the three of them simultaneously erupted with martial arts strength surpassing Sun Shao's, their surrounding true qi surging, invisibly sealing off all of Qin Hao's escape routes.

Seeing this, Qin Hao's face turned ugly; he could only circulate the true qi within his body and grip the broad blade with both hands.

He pushed the Tianhe Sword Technique he had cultivated to its limit, wielding the broad blade impenetrably, erupting with a sword qi reaching toward the sky, attempting to resist the siege of Sha Wenshan and the other three martial arts experts.

However, he knew in his heart that with his martial arts strength, he could not possibly block the three opponents; ultimately, he would inevitably face the result of being captured and killed.

At this moment, he had also thought of seeking an opportunity to escape, but with the three of them surrounding him, plus Sun Shao watching hungrily from the side, such an opportunity was extremely slim.

Just at this time, a figure in red clothing kept leaping across the rooftops, coming from the far end of the long street from a distance, rushing rapidly toward the center of the street.

At the same time, that figure kept throwing out flying knives, which transformed into streams of silver light, cutting through the air and shooting rapidly toward various vital points of Sha Wenshan and the other three.

"Senior Brother Qin, hold on! I am here to save you!"

A clear female voice rang out clearly beside everyone's ears, while that red figure approached at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This youth actually has accomplices."

Sha Wenshan turned his head, but his hand's attack did not stop.

Facing the flying knives of the woman in red, he seemed completely unconcerned; martial true qi condensed around him into a thick armor-like phantom, facing the sharp silver light arriving in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Sister, leave quickly! You are no match for them; return to the sect immediately to find someone to avenge me!"

Qin Hao, using the broad blade to raise a barrier of sword light, shouted anxiously in a deep voice.

The Tianhe Sword Sect has always protected its own; this was the reason he had come on this journey to duel Sun Shao and stand up for his deceased junior brothers and sisters.

And now, if he dies, it does not matter; if the young ones die, the old ones remain; even if he dies, he must make these people bury themselves with him.

But if the news cannot be returned to the sect, then all of this is in vain.

However, the other party seemed not to have heard his words, still rushing forward with determined resolve.

At the same time, Li Musheng, who had originally had little interest in the Jianghu conflicts happening on the street, suddenly raised an eyebrow.

He turned his head to look at the red figure approaching closer and closer from one end of the long street, saying with considerable surprise:

"Eh? Why is my little fan here?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Rui'an and the others at the table all showed strange expressions, looking at Li Musheng in unison.

They did not understand what Li Musheng meant by "little fan," but from the other party's tone, it was not hard to guess that Li Musheng and that woman in red must be acquainted.

Just now, after Li Musheng stated he had no interest in the duel on the street, Hu Rui'an had stopped paying attention.

After all, just as Li Musheng had said, the slaughter and struggle between this group of people, in his eyes, was indeed like chickens pecking at each other, completely failing to arouse his interest.

For Hu Rui'an, as long as the opponents' fighting did not affect his own group, he would not intervene in this matter at all.

However, the situation at this moment was somewhat different.

If Li Musheng knew that woman in red and had a relationship with her, then they would need to exercise some judgment.

"Young Master, may I ask if you require me to intervene?"

Lieutenant Wu Shang, having struggled in the official world for many years, naturally knew what to do in the current situation.

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng turned his head to look at the other party, then rubbed his chin and said:

"Don't take this as me discouraging you, but facing those few people, your strength still seems to be lacking a bit."

Just then, the carriage driver Cao Gaoshan suddenly stuck a weathered face out from the courtyard below, forcing a smile and saying:

"Young Master, what do you think of me? Since that one strike last time, I seem to have gained a bit of realization; I would like to ask Young Master to take a look."

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng's gaze moved downward, sized up the other party once, and then nodded.

Relationships with fans also need maintenance; after all, she was his first little fan; since they had met, he felt it would be improper to sit by and do nothing.

However, for such a small scene, he found it hard to have the desire to intervene.

Now that someone was fighting on his behalf, Li Musheng naturally welcomed this outcome.

Seeing this, the carriage driver Cao Gaoshan's expression shifted; in the next moment, he flashed and disappeared from his original spot.

(End of this chapter)