Chapter 219: Something to Deal With

However, the middle-aged man had barely taken a step when he suddenly found his acupoints sealed, frozen in place, instantly unable to move even an inch.

"This... what is happening?"

Horror flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes; his gaze swept the area, but aside from Li Musheng ahead, he saw no one else who had acted.

At that moment, Li Musheng's voice sounded in the middle-aged man's ear:

"Are you from the Tianjin Guard of Great Li?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at Li Musheng. At this time, seeing him suddenly stand frozen, Zheng Zi and Yuwen Feng both showed strange expressions and urgently asked in deep voices:

"Commissioner Miao, what is wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man did not reply. At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The person who acted could seal his acupoints without a sound; their martial arts strength must be far beyond his. At present, aside from waiting to die, he could do absolutely nothing.

Thinking thus, the middle-aged man looked at Li Musheng before him and said:

"I am the Commander of the Lan Zhou Tianjin Guard. This place belongs to the domain of Luoshen Peak. I advise Young Master not to act rashly; otherwise, even with powerful protectors behind you, you will not escape Luoshen Peak's pursuit."

Li Musheng shook his head and said:

"As a servant of the Great Li court, colluding with Luoshen Peak during a great war; since we have met, do not blame me."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man's previously open eyes suddenly lost their focus, and his life force almost vanished in an instant.

At that moment, the expressions of Zheng Zi and Yuwen Feng behind him changed drastically with horror, for they clearly saw that a blood hole piercing front to back had appeared on Commissioner Miao's head at some unknown time.

In the next moment, without any hesitation, Yuwen Feng and Zheng Zi simultaneously circulated their martial arts true qi and immediately fled toward the outside of the hall.

However, they had barely made a move when they discovered their own acupoints were already completely sealed; they were simply unable to move.

At that moment, Li Musheng's voice sounded in Zheng Zi's ear:

"You have not yet answered my question."

Yuwen Feng and Zheng Zi both looked at Li Musheng, who was casually leaning against a soft chair, their eyes filled with terror.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Zheng Zi's voice carried a slight tremor. With the middle-aged man, the strongest in martial arts, killed, they had not even seen the person who struck; now their own acupoints were sealed, and their lives and deaths were entirely in the other's hands.

At this moment, the two of them regretted their previous arrogance, having allowed both elders to leave simultaneously, leading them to such a fate.

But they also understood in their hearts that the most important thing now was to delay time; as long as they waited for the two elders to return, they would surely escape the current peril.

"No matter who you are, you must surely understand Luoshen Peak's status in the Jianghu. If you kill us, our fathers will certainly not let you go."

"Conversely, if you can spare us, I can pretend tonight's events never happened."

Suppressing his fear, Zheng Zi looked at Li Musheng and spoke, intending to delay time.

Yuwen Feng behind him hurriedly echoed:

"My father is Yuwen Chengqing, the seat of the Ninth Peak of Luoshen Peak. I can guarantee that as long as you do not harm us, we will ensure you leave Bailian City unscathed."

"Moreover, no fight, no acquaintance. I see you are a man of outstanding talent; perhaps we can become close friends."

Hearing this, Li Musheng almost laughed at Yuwen Feng; the other's words were likely not even believed by himself.

However, Li Musheng knew the other wanted to delay time but did not care about it.

At this time, the scar-faced man, who had stood in place motionless from start to finish, had witnessed the entire scene that just occurred.

Although he dared not move recklessly, his face constantly shifted through various vivid expressions.

From Zheng Zi attacking Li Musheng, he felt the despair that he would soon follow Li Musheng's footsteps.

Then, seeing Li Musheng completely unharmed brought shock and doubt; next, witnessing the martial arts powerhouse middle-aged man be instantly killed left him utterly incredulous and extremely shocked.

Now seeing Zheng Zi and the other frozen in place, with their attitude toward Li Musheng shifting from arrogance to deference, he suddenly understood: the balance of offense and defense had now reversed!

In an instant, the scar-faced man suddenly relaxed, finally moving his own stiff neck, then revealing a sheepish smile as he looked at Li Musheng:

"Young Master has such means; why not say so earlier, causing me such fear and worry?"

Speaking thus, the scar-faced man glanced with his peripheral vision at Zheng Zi and the others inside the hall, then suddenly suppressed his smile and lowered his voice:

"The words of Luoshen Peak people cannot be trusted. Now, it is best for us to flee Bailian City immediately before those two old things return. Of course, for safety's sake, we could take these two as hostages."

Hearing this, Li Musheng glanced at the other.

This fellow's endurance was not ordinary; just now he was driven mad by fear, yet now he could seriously analyze escape routes.

However, Li Musheng waved his hand and said:

"You go yourself. I have other matters to attend to and must stay behind."

Previously, Li Musheng followed the Xishan Blade Sect group to save trouble on the journey.

But now that they had arrived in Bailian City, not far from Bailian Peak, he naturally no longer needed them.

Moreover, with Zheng Zi and Yuwen Feng in hand, he was too lazy to rush the journey; he was simply waiting for the experts of Bailian Peak to arrive, which would clearly be even more trouble-free.

Hearing this, the scar-faced man's expression changed drastically; he did not know what Li Musheng intended to stay behind for.

But he was clear that if he did not leave now, waiting for the return of those two powerful Luoshen Peak elders, the situation would likely become even more unpredictable.

Thinking thus, the scar-faced man immediately clasped his hands and said:

"Young Master, take care."

Having spoken, he prepared to leave immediately, but just as he turned, his gaze swept over Zheng Zi and Yuwen Feng; then, gritting his teeth, he turned back and said:

"Can Young Master spare me one hostage?"

"With a hostage in hand, if we encounter Luoshen Peak people, they will surely hesitate to attack for fear of harming the hostage. Even if we are finally cornered, I can take one with me before dying; that would not be a loss!"

Li Musheng's eyelids twitched slightly, but he directly refused the other, saying:

"I have use for both."

Hearing this, the scar-faced man had no choice; he sighed regretfully, then picked up his bag of gold from the ground.

Finally ceasing to dawdle, he leaped out of the hall's window and fled on his own.

In an instant, only Zheng Zi and the other, along with a group of terrified courtesans too afraid to speak or move, remained in the third-floor hall.

Li Musheng then looked at Zheng Zi and the other and asked again:

"Are you certain your fathers will come to this Hundred Fragrance Pavilion for you?"

At this moment, Zheng Zi and Master Yuwen Feng did not understand Li Musheng's true intent, but the most important thing now was to survive, so they immediately hurriedly said:

"We are both the sons most beloved by our fathers. Whatever conditions you have, as long as you do not kill us, they will agree."

Hearing this, Li Musheng nodded and said:

"Then I will trust you this once."

The moment his words fell, two invisible streams of true qi directly pierced through the heads of Zheng Zi and Master Yuwen Feng.

(End of this chapter)