Chapter 220: Big Fish

The two who had been about to breathe a sigh of relief did not understand even in death why they had died.

At this moment, Li Musheng's gaze shifted, landing on the two courtesans with the highest Wu Gong within the hall, and he suddenly spoke:

"One of you go immediately to Jiufeng and tell their leader that I killed his son. If they have the courage to seek revenge, let them come to Bai Xiang Ge to find me."

"The other is to go to that so-called Ninth Peak; the words are the same, just speak the truth."

Speaking thus, Li Musheng pointed at the corpses of Zheng Zi and the other on the ground.

The courtesans who had stayed in the corner from beginning to end, daring not to move rashly, now had faces full of fear.

And those two courtesans pointed out by Li Musheng, their faces pale, swept their gaze around the hall, and could only steel themselves to look at Li Musheng, asking:

"Does Young Master truly wish to let us two go?"

Li Musheng waved his hand and said:

"There are too many matters of gratitude and resentment in this Jianghu; who has committed how many sins? Who is the one who deserves to die? It cannot be explained clearly in a short while, but as long as you do as I require, I naturally have no desire to deal with you."

Hearing this, the two courtesans exchanged a glance, then carefully rose from the ground and said:

"We dare not disobey Young Master's orders; we will certainly deliver Young Master's words."

Having spoken, the two suppressed the fear in their hearts as much as possible, glanced at Li Musheng, and then slowly walked toward the outside of the hall.

Not long after, the two walked out of the hall onto the outer corridor, and both immediately looked at the other's head to see if there was an extra hole.

Fortunately, both were intact, and nothing had happened.

"What should we do now?"

One of the women asked in a lowered voice, still shaken, while the other woman cautiously swept her gaze around, her expression changing drastically for a moment, and said:

"First, do as that Young Master ordered; do not rule out that someone is watching us from the shadows."

Hearing this, the other woman thought for a moment, then nodded; for them, staying as far away as possible from this place of trouble, Bai Xiang Ge, was the right thing to do.

Then, without saying another word, the two hurriedly departed.

The martial arts experts hidden within Bai Xiang Ge did not dare to casually spy on or disturb what Zheng Zi and the others were doing inside the hall.

Therefore, even though they saw the two courtesans leave, they did not dare to stop or ask questions.

Meanwhile, Li Musheng glanced in the direction the two courtesans had gone and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he looked at the remaining courtesans, stroked his chin, and said:

"Although persuading prostitutes to reform is a somewhat improper task, Bai Xiang Ge is destined to be gone tonight. If you wish to escape, you may leave now."

Hearing this, the remaining six courtesans were all stunned, as if they had not yet understood Li Musheng's meaning.

They had always been playthings of the disciples of Luoshen Peak within this Bai Xiang Ge; although called courtesans and seemingly having the right to choose guests, in truth they had to obey the arrangements of the madam.

Regarding this, they had long accepted their fate, daring not to have any disobedience or complaints, only seeking to eke out a living by virtue of their beautiful faces.

They had never dared to hope to escape such a life where they were played with at will and had no control over their own fate; indeed, they had never thought that Bai Xiang Ge, backed by the colossal Luoshen Peak, would cease to exist.

They only felt that when they grew old and were discarded like worn-out shoes, perhaps there would be a tiny chance to walk out of Bai Xiang Ge.

Therefore, regarding Li Musheng's words, they actually did not believe them from the bottom of their hearts, even though the other party had killed Zheng Zi and the others, possessed powerful Wu Gong strength, and could easily take their lives.

But they did not think that Li Musheng would have any good outcome against Luoshen Peak.

This was the intimidation brought by Luoshen Peak standing in the Jianghu for countless years, and also a cognitive imprint already carved into their bones.

Li Musheng was not clear about the thoughts within the courtesans' hearts, nor did he care; after leaving one sentence, his figure turned into a afterimage and vanished from within the hall.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the sixth-floor rooftop, the highest point of the entire Bai Xiang Ge, sitting alone on the ridge and looking down at the entire Bailian City below.

Inside the third-floor hall, the many courtesans saw Li Musheng suddenly leave, and after a moment of stunned silence, they finally reacted.

The crowd was both shocked and delighted, but dared not linger for a moment; one by one, they immediately hurriedly fled toward the outside of the hall.

As a result, the people within Bai Xiang Ge finally realized something was wrong; after catching several courtesans and asking for the situation, they rushed into the hall.

Upon seeing the corpses of Zheng Zi and the others, they were instantly terrified, their souls nearly leaving their bodies, and Bai Xiang Ge descended into chaos.

At this moment, Li Musheng sat atop the pavilion, completely unconcerned with the situation below; the small fish and shrimp held no thoughts for him; he was waiting for big fish to swim into this Bailian City.

Meanwhile, the Old Man in Hemp Clothes held the little girl in pink clothes in one hand, his figure turning into an afterimage as he moved rapidly.

And behind the two, two old men from Luoshen Peak pursued relentlessly.

"What a loss; why did these two come chasing together? Leaving that detestable fellow to face a bunch of small minions, who knows how relaxed he is now."

The little girl in pink clothes, held aloft, faced the strong wind rushing toward her, squinting her small eyes with extreme irritation.

The Old Man in Hemp Clothes sighed, unsure whether he agreed with the little girl's words or regretted the soft, warm little hands of those courtesans.

At this moment, the little girl in pink clothes seemed to remember something, suddenly turned her head, and glared angrily at her grandfather:

"And you, acting shamelessly for your age; we came to Luoshen Peak to seek revenge, and this journey is basically a path with death and no life; you actually still have the mind to visit a brothel..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the Old Man in Hemp Clothes coughed heavily to interrupt her and said:

"Now is not the time to speak of this matter; quickly take out the 'Hundred Poisons Pill'; I will find an opportunity to set up a poison fog to block them."

Hearing this, the little girl in pink clothes snorted coldly, but she also knew now was not the time to be angry.

Immediately, her small hand reached into the small purse at her waist, felt around, and pulled out a poison pill of extremely bright color.

Then, she flicked it viciously toward the two old men behind them.

"Now is not the best opportunity... ah... never mind."

Seeing this, the Old Man in Hemp Clothes helplessly had to turn and push horizontally with his palm.

In an instant, the darkness behind the two seemed torn apart by invisible hands, and rolling True Qi of heaven and earth surged backward from all directions.

The air within more than ten zhang above the street solidified into substance; bricks and stones everywhere were lifted into the air and then exploded into powder, and the entire space seemed about to be crushed and collapsed.

It was under this horizontal palm of the Old Man in Hemp Clothes that the poison pill flicked out by the little girl in pink clothes exploded with a boom, and the pervasive, deadly poison fog corroded the street until it was riddled with holes, then covered the entire space above.

The two old men behind, seeing this scene, originally planned to charge through while protecting their bodies with martial arts True Qi.

But the power of this palm strike by the Old Man in Hemp Clothes was extremely strong, and that poison fog could even corrode martial arts True Qi, making it equally difficult to deal with; the two could only temporarily respond in haste.

(End of this chapter)