Chapter 336: Luxury Hotel — Causing Trouble and the Blue Ocean Wind of Longsisi

In the front lobby of the luxury hotel, seven or eight young women of some attractiveness were clamoring, demanding that the Militia Captain who was staying in a separate small building of the luxury hotel come out, loudly proclaiming nonsense about how that fellow had abandoned them after starting a relationship, or that he had clearly come to Bingxun Pass but failed to come see them.

Behind these few young women stood two or three tall and sturdy thugs, who were scanning the crowd of onlookers to their left and right.

In the lobby, many passing merchants and minor officials were curiously gathering loosely to watch the commotion; not that some didn't feel this was improper, but those few thugs made these people afraid to get too close, and it was also awkward to get involved.

A merchant who often sought pleasure saw a woman he recognized among them and asked with a chuckle: "Xiaoputao, I couldn't tell, you've actually served that lord? Is he any good?"

The young woman known by the stage name Xiaoputao heard the question and, seeing it was a middle-aged merchant who often sought her out, was full of embarrassment; she had only accepted a sum of money to come and cause trouble, and did not know who the target of their trouble-making was, so she could not answer the other party's question at all.

Fortunately, the thugs standing behind the girls had received more money, and taking money meant doing the job; one of the thugs pointed at the merchant who had asked the question and growled: "What business is it of yours? Shut your mouth and get out of here!"

The merchant who had been yelled at turned bright red, but as soon as he saw the sturdy thug walking over with a threatening raised fist, he immediately retreated into the crowd, hunched over, and disappeared.

The luxury hotel, with its strong background, naturally could not allow these people to cause trouble at will, so the hotel guards responsible for security immediately came over, led by a sturdy man full of imposing presence.

Seeing these people appear, the clamoring young women and the thugs immediately extinguished their fire. Before these people could make contact, the young Bandit who had been pretending to wipe the luxury furniture with a rag hurried over.

He was wearing the uniform of a waiter at this luxury hotel, and thus was able to get close to the sturdy man leading the guards.

"What's the matter?" the leading sturdy man asked upon seeing his own waiter come over to block him.

The young Bandit immediately smiled ingratiatingly and whispered: "My lord, greetings. I see this matter is not ordinary; it would be best if our hotel didn't get involved."

The sturdy man glared at the young Bandit and reached out to push him aside: "What do you know? Whatever the matter is, no one can cause trouble here!"

The young Bandit's eyes darted, and he hurriedly said: "The person they found has such a high status; what if our hotel gets involved and invites trouble?"

The head of the luxury hotel guards, who knew the true identity of the Militia Captain who had booked a separate small building at the hotel, paused, feeling that it was indeed best not to get involved in the messy affairs stirred up by Nobles. With a quick glance at the few young women in front and the thugs standing behind them, he knew they were well-known girls from several large Red Houses in the pass, and with a turn of his mind, he could think of several possible scenarios.

Such as a Noble son going to a Red House to play, leaking his identity, causing these young women to have ideas, not using contraception, and secretly trying to give birth to a child with Noble blood.

Or, perhaps when that Noble son went to the Red House to play, his actions were intense and he killed someone; the Red House could not directly seek compensation from the other party, so they could only use this method to indirectly cause trouble for him.

At the thought of these troublesome matters, this sturdy man did not want to get involved; if handled poorly, he would offend both sides. Even if the forces behind these troublemakers did not want to escalate things and gave him face, subsequent contact with local forces would be obstructed in many ways. And that Noble son would likely not consider his clearing up of the trouble as a merit.

Thinking to this point, the sturdy man waved his hand, letting his subordinates, who were equipped with iron-wrapped clubs, merely surround the troublemakers without driving them away.

The sturdy man then called a subordinate to notify the protagonist of the event; as for the trouble, it was better for that person to resolve it himself. He stepped out, briefly explained his stance to the surrounding merchants and minor officials, and stated that he had already gone to invite that lord.

The young Bandit noticed the hotel guard leader's form of address: "Lord."

Only those with a status noble and honored different from commoners like them could be called "Lord." It was mostly used to address direct relatives of Nobles who did not have a clear Noble title, or powerful Merchants with astonishing strength, or trusted officials of Nobles.

His heart began to thump; the young Bandit felt he might have provoked a big trouble, or perhaps, he had also found a new target for their Bandit Group.

Soon, Longsisi-Kendeer arrived, leading two subordinate Militiamen. Although he had told his other subordinate Militiamen not to come over to watch the excitement and to go do their own things, those young Militiamen who were skilled and practiced martial arts at home all year round still curiously came over to see what kind of romantic scandal their Captain had actually provoked.

When Longsisi heard the news earlier, he also felt puzzled. In previous years, when he traveled between Kendall City and the Province Capital with his father and family, he would indeed rest at Bingxun Pass for a day. At that time, the young him would also occasionally, accompanied by family guards, go play in the entertainment streets of Bingxun Pass to relax and relieve the fatigue of many days of travel. After all, compared to Bingxun Pass, the atmosphere in Kendall City was much more conservative, and everyone there knew him, so he couldn't let go at all, fearing being talked about for affecting the family's reputation.

But in Bingxun Pass, he usually only tasted a little and would not leave any traces, and his identity was protected very well.

Therefore, when he was talking to other merchants who kept coming over in the small building, upon hearing the news, he only told his subordinates to handle their own affairs, and he himself would not go out to show his face.

After all, compared to these scandalous trifles, setting off immediately after the supplies were packed in the afternoon was the important thing for him.

He had always wanted to demonstrate his talent, whether it was the precious knowledge and techniques inherited by the family, or the ability to lead troops in battle as a Noble lord; he wanted to show it all to his father and the brave Knights of Kendall County.

To this end, he had practiced martial arts for many years, not only practicing the Armor-piercing Rapier commonly used by Nobles, but also the Cavalry Lance for when riding a horse. Although he had been told that it was difficult and not easy for him to learn to become a Knight-rank Warrior, he was secretly training to become a Knight who surpassed ordinary people.

He wanted to surpass his father and show this transcendence to everyone.

As a result, the hotel still sent someone to invite him, and his subordinate Militiamen also went to watch the excitement, telling him about the situation in the front lobby.

"Apologies, it seems I have to go handle this matter." Longsisi pursed his lips.

Several merchants waved their hands and laughed heartily: "Please go quickly, Lord. Everyone has come through their youth and knows that such things are unavoidable, especially for such an outstanding young man as Lord Longsisi."

Walking out of the small building, passing through the courtyard, corridors, restaurant passage, ballroom, and front garden, Longsisi walked into the front lobby of the luxury hotel with two Militiamen.

There were many people in the lobby; many people saw the commotion when entering or leaving the hotel and, after briefly inquiring, joined the onlookers.

As soon as Longsisi entered, some people who knew his identity began to clamor. Seeing so many people gathered in the lobby to watch the excitement, he knew they wouldn't be able to leave in the afternoon.

"You tell me, in this situation, can we leave this afternoon?" Longsisi asked his accompanying Militiamen in a low voice.

The two Militiamen saw so many well-dressed men and women gathered in the lobby and felt it was unlikely, so they both shook their heads.

"Sigh." Longsisi sighed, puffed out his chest, checked his attire, and finding no major problems, loudly signaled the onlookers to clear a path for him to enter.

Among the onlookers, some knew him and some did not, but seeing such a young and outstanding youth as the protagonist of the event, they believed it ten percent in their hearts.

Many people with some discernment saw the Metal Coronet on the head of the appearing Longsisi, as well as the Square Sapphire on the coronet, and knew that this was a Noble descendant, and a direct-line Noble at that.

Scanning the women who stopped clamoring after seeing him, Longsisi's face revealed some confusion; these women all looked unfamiliar, and he didn't seem to have seen them before?

But he couldn't quite remember; after all, every time he traveled to Bingxun Pass before, he went out to play at night. Those Red Houses, in order to render the atmosphere, would not have very good lighting, and for a moment, Longsisi couldn't remember whether he had actually had anything happen with these unfamiliar-looking women.

However, he still had to ask. He coughed lightly and looked at the thugs behind these women: "Everyone, I don't know what matter you have to discuss with me in detail. And to use such a way that damages everyone's dignity."

No one on the side of the thugs and women replied.

After Longsisi came forward and saw the other party's noble attire, they knew this matter was not ordinary, but just seeing that the other party did not flatly deny anything upon coming up, they knew this matter was not immediately doomed either.

The seven or eight young women were all silent after seeing the principal, only secretly sizing up the young man in front of them; they had welcomed and sent off so many people that they knew a person's financial power and status just by looking at their attire. Not to mention anything else, just the Square Sapphire on the man's head was estimated to be enough to buy half the street where their Red House was located.

The thugs stammered and spoke intermittently, saying that Longsisi had bullied the girls they knew, along with other messy rhetoric.

The onlookers were not fools; on the contrary, it was estimated that most of the smartest people in Bingxun Pass were gathered here at this moment. As soon as they heard it, they knew these few thugs were talking nonsense, and it was estimated that they had come here just to extort a sum of money.

It was just that the other party in the confrontation had an extraordinary status, and having caused such a scene, how would these troublemakers end it? Even if the extortion was truly successful, they would likely have the life to take the money but not the life to spend it.

Longsisi shook his head at the thugs' rhetoric, denying it all, and bluntly told the thugs to produce evidence.

A thug pulled up the sleeve of a girl's clothing, revealing the bruised injury on her delicate arm under the sleeve: "This is what you caused; no matter what, you have to pay, or come up with a solution."

"Hmph." Longsisi snorted coldly and said: "Apologies, I'm afraid what you said is not correct. Everyone, look carefully; the injury on this girl's arm was indeed caused by being beaten. But this kind of beating injury, anyone with experience should know, must be a wound left very recently."

His words made the thugs uneasy.

"And I have local pass officials who can prove that I came to Bingxun Pass with others only a few days ago. And the hotel waiters can also prove that since I arrived here, I have booked a small building in the back, but I have not gone out in the last few days."

A thug immediately said: "You didn't go out, she came to you."

Regarding this kind of frame-up, Longsisi immediately denied it: "The hotel guards can prove that recently, those who came to find me were all male; no women have come."

The thugs' rhetoric was not working. At this time, one of the women's eyes darted back and forth, feeling that the current situation was a very dangerous, yet particularly peculiar, opportunity.

She conceived a plan.

The woman's eyes were red, tears streaming down her face as she began to sob. This immediately drew everyone's attention.

Since the hired thugs' rhetoric had been broken, they let the girl improvise, calling out loudly for her to voice all her grief, especially regarding this Longsuosi, whose status was far from ordinary.

The woman sobbed and said that she had recently become pregnant, but because she had been bullied and abused, she had been unable to keep the child, and the father of that child was the very Longsuosi who was currently confronting them.

After the woman finished speaking, she collapsed to the ground in tears, and the other women beside her immediately either began to denounce Longsuosi or comfort the girl who had collapsed.

The people around, hearing this account and seeing the girl's pitiful state, began to whisper and discuss.

Longsuosi swallowed hard; he grew nervous, as he could not clearly say whether this had truly happened. He had heard of such matters before, and even among his own relatives, similar situations had occurred.

Though, there had not been so many onlookers watching back then.

One of his uncles had become involved with a farmer's daughter while measuring newly reclaimed land in the rural villages of the county. Once his uncle finished his work and returned to Kendall City, he became busy and forgot all about it.

After a while, the farmer's daughter, heavily pregnant, brought her family to Kendall City to demand an explanation; the situation at the time was incredibly awkward.

Longsuosi had originally thought that such an awkward situation would never befall him in his life, but he had not expected such a troublesome matter to arise at such a critical juncture.

The young bandit hiding to the side to watch the spectacle covered his mouth, nearly dying of laughter. He had not expected that as long as one spent a sum of money, one could really make these big shots look so disheveled.

It was a pity he could not produce that much money himself; he had to pool the money of his companions together with the operational funds carried by their leader to spend a large sum to bribe these troublemakers.

He thought that if he had money in the future, he would definitely use similar methods to ruthlessly deal with the tax-collecting officials who had bullied his family back home.

He would rather spend the money to severely punish those people than pay a single cent to those hateful wretches. Moreover, perhaps after making a name for himself in Luodai Cave, he could become a leader or even a Bandit Leader, and then he could personally return home to kill those tax officers who had oppressed his family and fellow villagers.

The people around listened to the woman's pitiful sobbing, and the volume of their discussions gradually grew louder.

Longsuosi grew nervous, his mind searching the woman's face, hoping to determine if he actually knew her. But how could he remember such things? They had long been forgotten.

Having no choice, he touched the Square Sapphire on the Metal Coronet on his forehead with his finger.

The sapphire and the coronet were a rare and valuable Magic Ornament in the Kingdom, possessing multiple abilities. In a Kingdom where the power of the Church was strong, generally only Nobles with the corresponding connections and immense wealth could afford to purchase such rare magic ornaments.

Among the various magic abilities of this treasure, one was to provide the wearer with the ability to think clearly.

Touching the gem with his finger, Longsuosi silently recited the activation command: "Wind of the Azure Ice Ocean."

The Square Sapphire flashed with brilliance, and then this radiance flowed from the gem, passed through the Metal Coronet, and was released into Longsuosi's head.

Instantly, Longsuosi lifted his head, and the nervous expression from just a moment ago vanished.

He extended his left hand, pointing straight at the onlookers gathered around.

The onlookers did not know what Longsuosi meant, but they all immediately fell into a cautious silence.

The atmosphere in the square changed abruptly; the thugs and the women did not know what had happened and looked at Longsuosi, only to be startled by the look in his eyes. His eyes were clearly normal, but the moment they met his gaze, it was as if they had been brushed by a biting cold wind from the Far North; they all shivered, their pores standing on end, and goosebumps broke out all over their bodies.

Longsuosi scanned the onlookers around him and immediately spotted the person he was looking for.

"Greetings, Priest. May I ask you to step out? I require your assistance here." Longsuosi looked at a Priest of the God of Wealth in the crowd and immediately called out to invite the other party to come forward and help.

This Priest, despite being a Priest of the God of Wealth, was not wearing the expensive Robes that people usually saw which represented wealth. His attire was very simple, yet on the hidden parts of his plain clothing, intricate and faint divine teachings were embroidered.

When the masses have a request, one should not shrink back.

The Priest immediately walked out of the crowd and came to the center. Bingxun Pass was the main Jiedian for the Church of the God of Wealth in the nearby region, so there were quite a few Church Priests in the pass.

It was just that the priests did not often come out to act; after all, to request the services of a Priest of the Church of the God of Wealth, one had to spend a sum of money. Within Bingxun Pass, only the usual wealthy Merchants could often see these priests.

Few people around recognized this priest, but there were some.

"Ah, it is Pastor Pusiya. Good afternoon, Pastor." A Merchant greeted the priest.

"Good afternoon, Pastor."

"Everyone, it is almost dark, so there is no need for 'good afternoon'," Pastor Pusiya replied in return. He then turned to Longsuosi and asked, "Sir, what is it that you need help with?"

Longsuosi's status and position were high, so he did not bow to this pastor; he also knew that these priests did not care about such things. Priests who held high positions generally only cared about their Faith in the gods and did not care much about personal status or position.

"I will state it directly: please, Pastor, check whether this woman who claims to be pregnant and to have had a miscarriage is telling the truth." As soon as Longsuosi's words fell, the murmurs of the onlookers immediately arose; everyone had blindly believed the one-sided account from this side just now. As expected, whether the things she claimed actually happened still required a neutral third party to check.

This was a simple matter; it was not easy for ordinary priests, as the attention and favor they received from the gods were quite average, but for a priest of the level of Pastor Pusiya, all common troublesome matters could be solved using the omnipotent Divine Power bestowed by the gods.

Whether it was killing enemies for self-defense, healing, or general knowledge, whether it was working day and night, or reconnaissance and detection.

As long as the priest possessed sufficient Divine Power, they could all be solved.

It was just that ordinary Church Priests only focused on a portion of their god's influence. Especially the Human conceptual gods; although they seemed omnipotent in small matters, precisely because their scope was spread too thin, to accomplish things that could be called a God's Miracle, they had to rely on all the priests of a local church holding a ceremony together.

And some natural gods, although they only had a few followers, those rare priests often possessed astonishing amounts of Divine Power, and changing the world was nothing to them.

Of course, for the moment, Pastor Pusiya was willing to build a good relationship with Longsuosi, the eldest son of the Kendall Baron, so he nodded directly and agreed to Longsuosi's request.

The thugs were sweating profusely and were extremely nervous at this moment. Although they would likely not face major consequences even if they were later identified as swindlers just there to cause trouble—they could simply stop hanging around Bingxun Pass—the fact that the matter had escalated to this point still made them very nervous.

They were terrified of angering Longsuosi and having him call the Soldiers of Bingxun Pass to throw them into the Jianlao.

If that happened, they would have to spend money on bribes to get out of the Jianlao. But how much money had they even received for causing this trouble? If they ended up in the Jianlao, wouldn't they be operating at a loss?