Chapter 217: Taking Action

Li Musheng glanced at the opponent and the six courtesans surrounding him, raising an eyebrow slightly.

He truly did not know how the old man before him had the face to say such words.

However, he did not care about this matter, merely waving his hand and saying:

"What do you wish to ask?"

Hearing this, the old man in hemp clothes fell silent for a moment, then used true qi to condense a thread and transmit his voice:

"This old one wishes to know why the Great Li court suddenly struck at Fallen God Peak? What exactly do you rely upon?"

Li Musheng narrowed his eyes, looking at the opponent with leisurely composure:

"Do you think I would tell you something so important?"

Upon hearing this, the old man in hemp clothes immediately fell silent; naturally, he was also extremely clear that his previous words had indeed been asked abruptly.

After all, the trump card the Great Li court used against Fallen God Peak must be an extremely secret, heaven-shaking secret; how could it be easily told to an outsider?

However, just at this moment, Li Musheng continued speaking:

"Of course, if you truly wish to know, I would not mind telling you."

The old man in hemp clothes immediately showed a change in expression, hurriedly waving his hand to stop the actions of the group of courtesans beside him, and said:

"Does Young Master truly mean this?"

Li Musheng nodded slightly, then spoke with a casual expression:

"The two questions you just asked actually have only one answer, which naturally is... because of me."

Upon hearing this, the old man in hemp clothes was clearly stunned, then scrutinized the Li Musheng before him with a face full of shock and doubt:

"You? This..."

The old man in hemp clothes did not speak the following words, but from his reaction, it was obvious he did not believe Li Musheng's words.

And just at this moment, the scar-faced man suddenly walked over.

After being stopped by the two of them just now, he did not proceed to the next step; instead, he furiously slapped the woman in the black skirt on the face more than ten times, then threw the opponent, whose face had been beaten to a pulp, aside.

"Senior, I thought carefully just now; if we flee immediately now, perhaps there is still a certain chance to escape Hundred Refinements City."

The scar-faced man, having vented his anger, gradually calmed down at this moment, no longer wanting to die, and racked his brains to think of how to escape with his life.

Although he knew the possibility of surviving after offending Fallen God Peak was extremely slim, since the opponent's martial arts strength was high and it was better to live a wretched life than die a good death, he naturally still wanted to try to save himself.

Hearing this, the old man in hemp clothes turned his head to glance at the scar-faced man, said nothing, but was thinking in his heart about the Great Li court striking at Fallen God Peak.

As for Li Musheng's words... he simply pretended the other party had not spoken.

At this time, the little girl who had originally left the hall suddenly flashed back, then hurriedly said to the old man in hemp clothes:

"People from Fallen God Peak have arrived."

Hearing this, the scar-faced man's expression froze, then he looked toward the door with a face full of terror, murmuring:

"It's over!"

At this time, a group of people slowly walked in from outside the hall.

Leading them were two young men wearing cloud-peak dark robes, and behind them followed two beautiful young women, as well as two old men and a middle-aged man.

"I heard someone came to pick a fight in Hundred Fragrance Pavilion; this is a rare thing."

A square-faced young man wearing a jade crown spoke while walking with his hands behind his back.

He glanced around the hall, taking in the situation of the woman in the black skirt and the group of big men.

"Looking at it this way, they indeed have some skill."

Speaking thus, the square-faced young man turned to look at the scar-faced man and others, asking indifferently:

"Who did it?"

Hearing this, the other young man beside him, with a thin face, crossed his arms, his gaze directly ignoring the little girl in pink clothes, and instead scrutinized the three of the scar-faced man one by one, saying:

"Let me guess, the one who struck should be..."

Speaking thus, he extended one finger and pointed through the air, finally stopping on the old man in hemp clothes, saying:

"It should be this old thing, correct."

"However, Senior Brother Zheng, as the young master of Hundred Refinements City, is somewhat lax, actually letting these people who do not know life or death enter the city."

Hearing this, the square-faced young man Zheng Zi slightly narrowed his eyes, saying:

"Junior Brother Yuwen is joking; in a few days it will be Father's birthday celebration; Hundred Refinements Peak will successively receive visits from various martial arts forces from all sides, so naturally it is difficult to avoid some small fry mixing in."

Having said this, Zheng Zi turned to look at the old man in hemp clothes and the others, saying:

"Speak, what manner of death do you want? Of course, I will leave you a whole corpse, just to hang it at the entrance of Hundred Refinements City for public display."

Then, he shook his head on his own, his expression cold and gloomy, saying:

"Recently, I do not know what is going on? Is it that our Fallen God Peak has been acting too low-key, or has the martial world been stable for too long, that all kinds of dogs and cats dare to step on Fallen God Peak's head?"

"Especially those Tianjin Guards of Great Li; who gave them the dog's courage to strike at our Fallen God Peak!"

When speaking the last sentence, Zheng Zi was almost so enraged that he ground his teeth, his whole body filled with terrifying killing intent.

At the same time, the scar-faced man trembled all over, looking at the old man in hemp clothes and Li Musheng beside him.

He naturally heard all of Zheng Zi's words, and what made him feel utterly despairing was that he did not expect the people arriving to be the young master of Hundred Refinements City.

Now he could almost be certain that he was doomed to die.

However, before his death, he actually wanted to see with his own eyes what manner of death these two people, who insisted on dragging him to die, would meet next.

At this time, the old man in hemp clothes and Li Musheng exchanged a glance, quietly condensing a thread to transmit their voice:

"How does Young Master plan to respond? Are there martial arts experts from the Great Li court ambushing in the shadows?"

Hearing this, Li Musheng shook his head, saying:

"You need not worry about my affairs; as for what you want to do, just do your own thing."

The old man in hemp clothes frowned and looked at Li Musheng, then did not ask further; after all, the other party in no way looked like someone who had come here intentionally to die.

Then, the hemp-robed old man waved his hand, dismissing the six courtesan queens by his side, and let out a soft sigh:

"What a pity, the time was still too short. This old one hadn't yet savored the flavor."

At this moment, the little girl in pink clothes ran to the hemp-robed old man's side, glanced at Li Musheng beside him, and then, with a solemn expression, secretly transmitted her voice to the hemp-robed old man:

"If we don't leave now, we really may not be able to leave Hundred Refinement City."

Previously, the two of them had actually never taken Hundred Fragrance Pavilion seriously, but the current situation was clearly beyond their expectations.

The two of them had not expected the young city lord of Hundred Refinement City to actually appear here, and the people clearly following by his side were all genuine martial arts experts. Now, even leaving Hundred Fragrance Pavilion might become extremely difficult for the two of them.

"Don't worry. I have always planned before acting and was prepared long ago."

The hemp-robed old man's expression remained calm, and then he looked at Li Musheng and said:

"Young Master, I hope you truly have the ability to survive. We'll meet again someday."

Having said that, the hemp-robed old man suddenly struck out with a palm, heading straight toward Zheng Zi and the others.

(End of this chapter)