Chapter 33: The Giant Sword Appears After begging for a long time, Bian Weikang, who was crying with his head on the ground, had lost his voice and punched the ground from time to time. It was full of endless regret and a strong hatred for himself. He hated himself for not being able to protect the woman he loved, and his fists were bleeding. In the past, as the eldest son of Wukang Mountain, he probably never thought that one day he would be stumped by 50,000 gold. Today's reflection is probably worth remembering for the rest of his life. No one in the crowd watching the fun showed any sympathy for him. Most of them reacted with laughter and contempt. Some people even whispered to their companions: A grown man is willing to give up his dignity, what is there to be afraid of? If all else fails, just rob! The incident didn't happen to him. If it had happened to him, no one knows whether he would really take the risk to rob. In short, in the eyes of others, Bian Weikang's behavior was a huge joke. For a prostitute, he really brought shame to Wu Kangshan. A group of people who came to watch the fun left, and another group came. "The madam of Liyunlou is here." someone reminded. Everyone looked towards the main entrance of Liyun Building, and saw the old brothel owner Feng Chi, holding a handkerchief between her fingers, walking down the stairs step by step, twisting her waist. The people who were blocking the stairs immediately moved to the left and right. Feng Chi hadn't even gotten her feet when she came down the stairs. Bian Weikang, who had turned around after hearing the sound, crawled to her feet, kowtowed a few times, and then looked up and begged, "Madam Boss, I still need 50,000 yuan. Just 50,000 yuan. If you release Lan Er first, I will definitely pay you back. I will double it. No, I will pay you back ten times." Feng Chi looked down and said contemptuously: "Ten times? If you were still the young master of Wukang Mountain, I would believe you, but what can you give back now?"
Bian Weikang, with blood on his forehead, said in agony, "I understand, I understand. Please give me some more time. I just got the news. How can I find so much money in such a short time? Give me two more days. No, just one more day." Feng Chi couldn't help laughing. This happened suddenly, just to prevent you from making it in time. Otherwise, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, he was the young master of Wukang Mountain. There was no guarantee that he would be able to find connections to borrow some money. She covered her smile with a handkerchief and sighed with emotion, "Bian Weikang, it's not that I didn't give you a chance. I said that as long as you can pay me the same amount of money first, for Lan'er's sake, I am willing to go back on my word and accept the embarrassment given by Master Lu. After all, she has called me "Mom" for all these years. It is reasonable for me to suffer a little for my daughter's wish. It can be regarded as fulfilling this friendship. But you can't pay, and you won't let me send the person tonight. Isn't that asking me to offend Master Lu to death? Will Liyunlou still do business in Zhaotian City in the future? Bian Weikang, you can't be so selfish. Lan'er loves you so much that she can spoil you, but no one else can spoil you. You tell me what you are good for. You have no money and no ability. Lan Er has been supporting you for so long. That money is earned by her acting and smiling at people. How can you feel comfortable spending it when you are a man? That silly girl even gave you all her savings to let you redeem her. Even she has nothing on hand, and you have nothing. She is used to living a life of luxury, how will she survive in the future? Do you still expect her to continue to support you? Are you going to let her sell herself again? That girl is stupid, she doesn't know the hardships of this world. What's wrong with Master Lu? In my opinion, he is a hundred times and a thousand times better than you. I don't know why she is so devoted to you. Bian Weikang, if you really want to do this for Lan'er's sake, let go." After these words, many people sighed and shook their heads. Bian Weikang shook his head with tears in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will never let her suffer. I will take her back to Wukang Mountain." After these words were spoken, Feng Chi's eyes flickered slightly, he was waiting for the other party to say this. Shi Chun, who had rejoined the crowd, was immediately displeased when he heard this. "You were right to return to Wukang Mountain. What's the matter with you bringing a prostitute back? Do you care about the reputation of the Bian family? Where is the reputation of Wukang Mountain? It would be strange if they could accept you returning to Wukang Mountain." For Shi Chun, Bian Weikang had already been expelled from the sect. Bringing the top performer of Liyun Tower back to Wukang Mountain would only increase the difficulty for Bian Weikang to return to Wukang Mountain. It would also be difficult for Shi Chun to sneak in with him, and his efforts would be in vain. Therefore, he became more determined to sell the top-notch item in Liyunlou! It just so happens that I’m short of money. What can I do with those thousands of gold? Cultivation requires a lot of resources. How long can one survive by finding work and earning a few hundred gold a month? He has something in mind, the ambition to become a superior person, and he must move forward with determination. Since he has come across this matter of the top prostitute in Liyunlou, he might as well make some money. He felt that his cultivation had stagnated for a long time, and no matter how he practiced, he made no progress. It was a bit strange. He thought it was because of the lack of cultivation resources in the Land of Exile. As soon as he got the money, he would go buy some cultivation resources and try. Feng Chi was delighted in his heart, but on the surface his face turned cold. He snorted and said, "Going back to Wukang Mountain? What are you talking about in your sleep? Since you won't listen to my good words, then don't block my door and cry, hindering my business. Come on, take him out and get him out of here." As soon as these words were spoken, two rows of people rushed down the stairs at the back. In the small side room, Xiang Lan'er, who was listening attentively, also raised his hand to untie his cloak, pulled it off and threw it aside, and quickly walked to the door to open it and rush out. Unexpectedly, a loud shout came out, "I see who dares, stop!" It was a very courageous shout, and everyone in the building heard it clearly. Xiang Lan'er was startled, her heart tightened, and she inexplicably felt something was wrong. She immediately retreated to the glazed window, stretched her head out, and secretly peeked out.
It wasn't just her. The lively scene suddenly became quiet. There were already two men watching over the place holding Bian Weikang's arms on both sides, and they subconsciously stopped when they heard the voice. A group of men who were rushing forward like wolves and tigers also stopped one after another. Being pushed to the point of being unable to bear it any longer, Bian Weikang had already clenched his fists, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot, as if he had murderous intent. The sudden shout also made him startled and look back. Lao Dong and Da Shitou who followed in also turned around and looked at the people around them. The one who shouted was Shi Chun beside them. The two of them couldn't help but wonder, what is the boss going to do? Che Si, who had followed in, turned around and looked at Shi Chun in a daze, thinking, what does this guy mean? He had just returned from exile and had no idea what was going on here. He squeezed in to see what was going on, thinking that Shi Chun just wanted to watch the fun. He didn't expect that this person would put himself directly in the middle of the fun, which made him feel outrageous and confused. Everyone at the scene looked at Shi Chun. Seeing that he was wearing tattered clothes and had obvious injuries from being beaten, he looked dark and disheveled. Some of the thugs in Liyun Building raised their noses and said, "Who dares to act like a big shot here? If you don't want to get away with it, get out of here!" He rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and the warning was obvious. Shi Chun said calmly: "It's just a matter of weight. If anyone dares to act arrogantly, I'll beat him to death!" He dared to brag because he was accompanied by three people from Bowang Tower. He had just been given a huge sum of tens of thousands of gold, so Che Si should not sit idly by. If it really doesn't work, it won't be too late to call for a stop. First, show your support for Bian Weikang, so that the old procuress won't look down on you and be embarrassed to talk to you. He had been in the exile land for many years and knew one thing very well: whether you could meet someone's conditions was one thing, and whether they were willing to accept it was another. The key was whether you were easy to bully. If you were easy to bully, it was possible that you would raise the price temporarily, and he would not be able to get a large sum of money for a while. He used to do things like temporarily raising prices. "Okay." Wu Jinliang who was at the back immediately squeezed forward, and waved the big guy that was dragged out, dazzling everyone's eyes. Wow, what a big knife! The thugs who rolled up their sleeves were stunned when they saw the huge knife appear. They were a little frightened. Anyone who was not blind could see that such a big knife, especially the rough style, was not used by normal people at all. In other words, the person who came was an extraordinary person. When Bian Weikang saw the extraordinary big knife, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. Lao Dong and Da Shitou were full of suspicion. Having been together for many years, they knew Wu Jinliang too well. They had just thought that the boss's behavior was inexplicable, but now seeing the excitement and hungry grin on Wu Jinliang's lips, they realized that this was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment idea and there must be a reason for it. Che Size tilted his head and whispered to Shi Chun vaguely, "Don't mess around." A group of thugs turned around and looked at the proprietress. Feng Chi's eyes were fixed on the broadsword for a moment, and he saw the man in Bowang Tower whispering to that person. He immediately ignored the ragged clothes of Shi Chun and the other man, put away his previous arrogance, put on a smile, and asked tentatively: "May I ask where this distinguished guest from?" (End of this chapter)