Chapter 355

Lotus Pond Teahouse, a teahouse opened by the Ling brothers. It doesn't usually do business with the public and is mainly used for business negotiations. Most of the stars' pay is negotiated in this teahouse.

Shen Rongqing waited early in the teahouse and had made arrangements.

To be honest, she didn't trust this Saint and his disciples. He Haiqin had rebuffed them several times and hadn't met them. It was hard to say whether they would take extreme actions.

The manpower was arranged, and the mechanisms were set up. Shen Rongqing waited for the man in white to come to the banquet. He Haiqin, far away in Yuezhou, was worried that someone would come to cause trouble.

Perhaps He Haiqin was overthinking it. During this period, no matter what he did in Puluo Province, he always felt that Li Banfeng might come out to disrupt the situation at any time. Seeing that it was not yet six o'clock, He Haiqin contacted the spy in Xiaoyao Wu.

"Where is Li Qi?"

"Li Qi and Ma Wu invited Lu Chunying, and Lu Yuanxin and Tan Fucheng also came. They have been drinking since noon and are still drinking now. I heard they are going to play cards tonight, and Ma Wu has also arranged for the Queen of Songs to perform."

"Did you really see Li Qi?"

"I saw him. I just went to the private room to clean up, and I'll go take another look in a while."

"Don't go anymore; going again will arouse suspicion."

The spy in Xiaoyao Wu is very important and cannot have his identity exposed.

He Haiqin rubbed his scalp. It must be that he had been eating too much popularity recently, his brain wasn't very clear, and he had become overly suspicious.

How could Li Banfeng possibly know that Shen Rongqing would meet the Saint's disciple today?

Laughing at himself twice, He Haiqin changed into a gardener's clothes and went to the park again.

In the private room, Lu Chunying was holding a roast chicken, eating with great relish. During this period, she had added strength to her cultivation, and with the supply of elixirs, Lu Chunying's cultivation base grew very fast, and her appetite increased accordingly.

After finishing a whole chicken, Lu Chunying wiped her mouth and said: "Where is Seventh Brother? Why is he gone in the blink of an eye? Aren't we going to play cards in a while?"

Ma Wu laughed: "Old Seven isn't feeling well and went to rest. Anyway, he doesn't know how to play cards. I'll play with you guys tonight until dawn."

Just as they were talking, the Queen of Songs, Jiang Mengting, came to perform. Everyone was captivated by Jiang Mengting's beauty and singing voice, and no one asked about Li Qi's whereabouts again.

Li Banfeng was currently hiding near the Lotus Pond Teahouse, waiting for the party to break up. He didn't know how long they would drink this tea.

In fact, this tea was drunk quite quickly because the two sides didn't talk harmoniously.

The Saint's disciple, Zhong Huaien, who was the disciple in white, was very dissatisfied with He Haiqin's attitude: "Miss Shen, how many times have I looked for you? Up to now, I haven't seen He Haiqin. You guys are really too insincere."

Shen Rongqing laughed: "Brother Zhong, calm your anger. As for etiquette, it depends on the interaction. We've met so many times, haven't I also not seen the Saint?"

Zhong Huaien frowned: "Why should the Saint see you? He wants to see He Haiqin!"

Shen Rongqing's smile remained unchanged: "He Haiqin doesn't want to see you either; he wants to see the Saint."

Zhong Huaien's face turned livid, and he warned Shen Rongqing: "Some people have knelt on Saintly Peak for several years and still might not see the Saint once. You have this opportunity, so don't miss it."

Shen Rongqing frowned slightly: "That's a strange thing to say, as if we don't know what's good for us? I don't know where Saintly Peak is, so please give me some advice. Why are the bones of the people there so soft?"

Zhong Huaien nodded and got up to say goodbye.

Shen Rongqing saw him off to the bottom of the teahouse and didn't try to keep him.

After Zhong Huaien left, Shen Rongqing sent a message to He Haiqin: "That person has left. Because you didn't show up, he was very dissatisfied."

He Haiqin received the message and remained silent for a long time.

He knew that if he didn't show up, the other party would definitely be dissatisfied.

But why didn't Shen Rongqing smooth things over?

Could it be that she clashed with the other party again?

"It's okay, sister, it's okay." He Haiqin interrupted the contact.

Shen Rongqing was a sensitive woman; she heard He Haiqin's blame.

But what could blame do?

Should I also go to Saintly Peak and kneel?

Shen Rongqing returned to the teahouse and sat in the tea room, pouring and drinking by herself.

Zhong Huaien was walking on the road, unable to suppress his anger. A voice came from his ear: "Junior Brother Zhong, I think we used the wrong method.

We should have done it simply and cleanly, like the time we dealt with the two Lu brothers."

"I also wanted to do it cleanly, but He Haiqin won't show up. How can we take action?"

"Kill this woman. After meeting several times, we can see that this woman's bearing is very unusual. Either she is He Haiqin's lover, or she is He Haiqin's beloved general. If we kill her, He Haiqin will definitely be furious.

As long as we can force He Haiqin out, and then finish He Haiqin off, our errand will be considered done."

"Will this work?" Zhong Huaien was a bit hesitant. "I'm worried Master will blame us."

"Blame us for what? When did Master ever say we weren't allowed to kill? Master might not even remember what this woman is called. If we kill her and lure He Haiqin to Puluo Province, what's wrong with that?"

"But what if He Haiqin is frightened and refuses to see us again?"

"He refuses to see us now anyway. As long as he shows up, we win. If he doesn't show up, at least we've cut off one of his arms, making him uncomfortable for a while. We won't lose anything."

Zhong Huaien nodded: "This is a proper idea. Senior Brother, when shall we take action?"

"We should take action when she is most relaxed. I think now is the most suitable time. We parted on bad terms just now, so this is the time when she should be relaxed."

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Zhong Huaien turned around to go back, but the voice in his ear dissuaded him: "You just left, and now you're going back. Returning after leaving, wouldn't that make her suspicious?

You just keep walking forward, and I'll handle this matter alone. You don't need to worry about the credit; what's yours won't be missing. Be very careful on the road. Master asked me to protect you, so you must not make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother." Zhong Huaien nodded and continued walking forward.

The white clothes on his body suddenly flew up, fluttering from high in the sky toward the teahouse.

Li Banfeng, who was following behind, hurriedly hid. Thanks to his sixth-layer residential cultivator talent, he was almost discovered by these clothes.

Are these clothes a magic treasure?

No wonder this guy wears a white shirt wherever he goes.

Why are these clothes flying back?

To deal with Shen Rongqing?

Daring to deal with Shen Rongqing with just a magic treasure?

Could it be that it's not a magic treasure?

Could it be the clothing cultivator that Zuo Wugang mentioned?

Lu Yuanxin is also in Xiaoyao Wu; he knows how to deal with clothing cultivators. This is an opportunity.

Li Banfeng found a quiet place, took a circuit board from his bosom, connected two dry batteries, plugged in an antenna, and plugged in a dial.

This thing is a bit laborious to use, but in the environment of Puluo Province, Luo Zhengnan's technology can only be developed to this step.

Luo Zhengnan was tidying up the antenna in Xiaoyao Wu when his skull suddenly trembled, and the antenna inserted in his head almost stirred his brains into a paste.

Seeing that it was a call from Li Banfeng, Luo Zhengnan hurriedly answered.

"Have Ma Wu come to Lotus Pond Teahouse..."

After finishing the matter, Li Banfeng continued to follow Zhong Huaien into a small alley. The time had come, and Li Banfeng was ready to take action.

This disciple in white had always been by the Saint's side. Li Banfeng was convinced that his strength was not bad. The goal this time was not to kill him, but to use his mouth to pass a message.

Li Banfeng's plan was to slash him once and then leave immediately.

He suddenly appeared in the alley and slashed at Zhong Huaien's back.

This slash was very deep, with a wound nearly a foot long. After slashing, Li Banfeng left quickly and hid in the dark, watching Zhong Huaien's reaction.

Zhong Huaien had no extreme reaction. He didn't stop and walked quickly, as if he hadn't been injured.

Someone who can be trusted by the Saint is truly not an ordinary person!

He should have a magic treasure on him, or his own physique is very formidable.

Back at En Gong Village, Li Banfeng had already seen that this person was not easy to deal with.

One slash is afraid not enough; I have to make him feel pain to exchange for the Saint's hatred for He Haiqin.

Li Banfeng appeared again and slashed again.

After two slashes, Zhong Huaien still had no reaction, walking faster and faster, completely ignoring Li Banfeng's sneak attack.

Is his strength actually this formidable?

Slash again.

Zhong Huaien still didn't fight back.

Slash again!

After seven slashes, Zhong Huaien lay on the ground and stopped moving.

What's the situation?

Luring me forward and then waiting for an opportunity to counterattack?

Li Banfeng naturally wouldn't be fooled. He prepared to use the "Looking at Flowers from Horseback" technique to test him.

Just as he was about to take action, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Is it possible that Zhong Huaien didn't want to fight back, but was simply unable to fight back?

He walked quickly; is it possible he was just trying to escape?

That can't be, right?

Is the Saint's most trusted disciple only of this caliber?

He showed extraordinary strength in En Gong Village; Li Banfeng remembers it vividly. Why is he so pathetic now?

Could it be that the extraordinary strength belonged to those clothes?

Could it be that he is just a clothes rack?

He wouldn't be dead, would he?

If he dies, who will send the message to the Saint?

Li Banfeng really didn't guess wrong; Zhong Huaien was about to die.

Should I give him an elixir to help him prolong his life?

In the teahouse, Shen Rongqing was still pouring and drinking by herself.

The man in white had already left. Shen Rongqing asked the staff to return to the film company to wait for orders. She prepared to finish this cup of tea and also prepared to go back to rest.

Just as she poured the tea, she suddenly felt her wrist was out of control. The teacup in her hand was not sent to her mouth, but instead put back on the table.

Who?

Shen Rongqing wanted to ask.

But she couldn't open her mouth.

Her mandible seemed to be strangled by silk thread, and her throat was also strangled.

Every joint on her body was tightly bound, as if a piece of clothing was worn on her body, making her suffocate little by little.

It wasn't "as if"; there really was a white shirt appearing on Shen Rongqing's body.

When did this white shirt get on me?

This white shirt looks so familiar!

This is Zhong Huaien's white shirt.

In horror, Shen Rongqing's right hand pulled a dagger from her waist and aimed it at her own throat.

The tip of the knife slowly approached, and Shen Rongqing fought hard to resist.

Zhong Huaien wants to kill me?

At the critical moment of life and death, Shen Rongqing exerted her thought-cultivation technique to the extreme, but failed to perceive Zhong Huaien's thoughts.

The thoughts of the teahouse staff, the accountant, and the coachman waiting outside the teahouse could be perceived clearly by Shen Rongqing, but only Zhong Huaien could not be perceived.

Zhong Huaien is not nearby?

The clothes on her body seem to have some thoughts, faint and very blurry, but they seem to really exist.

Is it these clothes that came to kill me?

This is not clothes; this is a clothing cultivator!

What to do?

Who will save me?

Shen Rongqing couldn't call for help. Because of suffocation, her consciousness gradually blurred.

She tried her best to restrain her right hand, but the dagger in her hand got closer and closer to her throat.

She wanted to reverse the thoughts of the white shirt, but her cultivation base was not as good as the other party's.

In despair, she suddenly felt that the clothes on her body emitted a slight nervous aura.

He is afraid?

What is he afraid of?

Someone came to save me?

The joints on her body suddenly loosened a little, and her right hand gradually regained control.

The white shirt suddenly left Shen Rongqing's body and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It seemed like some insects were crawling on her body just now. Shen Rongqing was in no mood to pay attention to the insects. The restraints on her body disappeared completely. She immediately threw away the dagger in her hand and stood up.

She wanted to escape and call for help. In a daze, she suddenly saw a man come in front of her.

Shen Rongqing was shocked and almost took action against Ma Wu.

Ma Wu stepped forward and hugged her, saying: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

PS: Everyone, do you still remember the cause of Lu Yuanshan's death?

(End of chapter)