Chapter 448

"Young master, you really know how to joke."

Listening to the words coming from the young man's mouth, the middle-aged madam covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, clearly not taking his words to heart.

"Even if it's your life we're after, it would be our girls here taking it. You might not know this, but our girls here are experts at draining the marrow and eating the soul; I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Once you come to a place like this, no matter how many heroes or legends you are, you'll end up drained of your marrow in secret; not only will they empty your body, but they'll empty your wallet too.

She clapped her hands lightly, and under the madam's fawning smile, several girls immediately walked over, each one a top-tier beauty of exquisite charm.

Such a generous and refined young master would make even the top courtesans here fall for him, so naturally, these girls scrambled to be the first to approach.

"Young master!" Several young women surrounded him, each with a shy look on her face, appearing like girls who had just discovered love.

In reality, however, they were battle-hardened and strictly trained; every expression and every movement seemed to be seducing others, conveying a unique allure.

Surrounded by so many girls, others couldn't help but feel a bit envious; it's great to have beauties in your arms, but if you don't have the wealth to back it up, it's better not to do it.

Here, if you have money, you're the boss; if you don't, they'll beat you until you're begging for mercy. There's no such thing as friendship here—the saying that this place is heartless isn't just talk.

"What, young master, are you still not satisfied?"

Watching the girls leaning in, the young man remained unmoved, and the aura around him shifted from warm and bright to gradually cold and chilling.

These were her top girls, each one carefully selected, and if he wasn't satisfied even with them, it seemed this young master was very hard to please.

But that was fine; she still had her trump card, someone who would make even women's hearts flutter—the treasure of their establishment, the top courtesan of Luoyin City.

Her appearance and her figure were such that anyone who saw her would drool with desire.

She didn't believe she couldn't take down a hot-blooded young man like him; even if he had different preferences, she could straighten him out today.

"Young master, please wait a moment, I'll have someone go ask Miss Ruling!" She waved her hand, signaling the girls around him to leave, deciding to play her trump card.

However, Ruling was different from the others; whether she would see a guest depended entirely on her mood, but the madam had plenty of ways to make her agree willingly.

"It seems you didn't understand what I said. I never joke; when I say I want your lives, I mean it!"

A cold look appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the madam standing near him shattered on the spot, flesh and blood spraying everywhere.

The girls who had just left his side, as well as the onlookers, stared in disbelief after witnessing this scene.

"Murder! Murder..." Everyone reacted, seeing the madam die so miserably before their eyes; most of them had never seen such a bloody scene.

The guards around the dignitaries hurriedly shielded their masters, while some quick-witted ones grabbed their masters and tried to flee.

Immediately, they felt a terrifying force descend, pinning everyone to the spot; the sheer power made them tremble even at the thought of moving.

The entire brothel seemed to be sealed off, and those who tried to escape were all repelled back.

A master—this was a true master, a terrifying existence that none of them could match.

At this moment, the young man took a knife from his robe and walked slowly toward the girl closest to him, gesturing with the blade near her.

"Yo-young master..."

"Don't speak to me, you aren't worthy!" The small knife flicked back and forth in front of the girl, as if he were considering the angle and technique for the cut.

"Don't worry, this knife has peeled the faces of countless people; it's very sharp!"

"No, don't..." In her terror, the young girl covered her face, as if she could already see the horrific scene of her skin being sliced and torn away.

At the thought of that bloody scene, the girl completely broke down and burst into tears.

"Why do you people even want your faces? You have hands and feet, yet you choose to degenerate and sell your bodies to survive—you all deserve to die!"

"They deserve to die, but that has nothing to do with us! Why don't you let us go?" Someone nearby, trembling, couldn't help but shout out.

Others looked over as well, clearly eager for an answer and hoping this young man would let them leave.

Visiting a brothel should have been a fun experience, but who would have thought today would be so intense, running into a cold-blooded madman.

He must have been hurt in love, and it must have happened in a brothel. The ones who deceived you were those women, it has nothing to do with us—you're just taking it out on innocent bystanders.

"They deserve to die, and you deserve to die too!" Turning back to glare at everyone, the young man's aura of violence grew even stronger.

"Most of you have families, yet you insist on lingering in places of debauchery. If it weren't for you, how would so many sluts be willing to degenerate and offer themselves up?"

"I will peel off their faces, and I will mince you all into meat paste, one slice at a time!"

He smiled lightly, his cold, invisible smile making people shudder.

Among them were many experts, all struggling desperately to break free, but every attempt was in vain.

The young man before them was too strong, strong enough to make them despair.

"Don't move!" Pressing one hand against the girl's face, the young man raised the knife in his other hand, ready to strike.

The girl held in his hand cried uncontrollably, her desperate, miserable wails stirring pity in everyone's hearts.

Just as the blade was about to fall, a hand appeared and grabbed his wrist, while the other hand gently pushed the terrified, weak-legged girl to safety.

"Who are you?" The sudden interference made the young man's eyes turn cold, and he thrust the knife toward the newcomer.

However, just as the blade was about to land, he found his entire body unable to move. Though it was only for a split second, for a master, that was more than enough.

He then felt a sharp, terrifying sword aura flash by, piercing right through him.

Under the ravages of the terrifying sword aura, his body was instantly torn to shreds.

But just before his body shattered, a trace of energy escaped the sword aura's restraint, and a figure condensed nearby, reforming into his original appearance.

However, the young man's face was now pale, as if his body had suffered a massive depletion.

"Impressive!" With just this life-saving technique, this person surpassed all the old monsters he had ever seen.

As Shen Yu watched him, the young man was also watching him with extreme caution.

In the young man's eyes, the young man before him showed no signs of his true cultivation level, appearing just like an ordinary person; it was precisely because of this that he had overlooked him earlier.

Only now did he realize this person's uniqueness; the more someone appeared this way, the more terrifying they were, but having lost the initiative, it seemed a bit too late.