Chapter 213
Chapter 213: Gone Mad
As soon as the words left his lips, everyone—the Hemp Robed Elder, the little girl, the scar-faced man, and even the servant boy—stood there, stunned.
“What are you doing…” Recovering quickly, the Pink Clad Girl spun around and glared fiercely at Li Mu Sheng.
Meanwhile, the scar-faced man was overwhelmed by shock and fear. Shocked because, leaving aside whether Hundred Fragrance Pavilion’s famed beauties would ever even glance at this old man, could someone at his advanced age even endure such pleasures? Fearful because the meager coins he carried wouldn’t even pay for a single top courtesan’s evening, yet Li Mu Sheng casually declared his intention to reserve all the Pavilion’s courtesans. [Is this old man trying to kill me?] The scar-faced man kept these thoughts hidden, but his face shifted anxiously.
After a brief pause, the servant boy’s expression turned icy. Narrowing his eyes at Li Mu Sheng, he asked, “Are you sure?”
Li Mu Sheng calmly pointed to the Hemp Robed Elder beside him, replying, “Do you see him objecting? Or perhaps you want me to repeat myself?”
Upon hearing this, the servant’s lips curled into a cold smile as he swept his gaze over them, repeating “Good” three times before adding, “Just wait and see!” Immediately, he raised his fingers to his lips and blew a sharp whistle.
Instantly, several fierce and brutal figures sprang from the shadows of Hundred Fragrance Pavilion, swiftly surrounding the scar-faced man and his companions. The servant swiftly vanished from their sight.
The Pink Clad Girl’s face darkened as she surveyed the burly men surrounding them. Ignoring Li Mu Sheng, she urgently turned to the Hemp Robed Elder, saying, “Grandfather, let’s leave.”
But before she could finish, one particularly savage-looking brute stepped forward, blocking their way and barking harshly, “None of you are leaving!”
Only then did the Hemp Robed Elder turn to Li Mu Sheng with a frown, speaking quietly, “Young Master, you’ve gone a bit too far.”
Li Mu Sheng squinted slightly and replied, “This is for your own good. At your age, you should dare to dream and dare to act. Soon enough you’ll be buried beneath the earth. When will you have another chance like this?”
The Hemp Robed Elder was momentarily stunned, coughing lightly before responding, “Young Master, we haven’t even reached Fallen God Peak yet, but you’ve already provoked their people. What exactly are your intentions? You’ve even dragged this old man into your mess…”
Li Mu Sheng interrupted him with a casual wave, “What’s Fallen God Peak anyway?” Patting the Hemp Robed Elder’s shoulder, he continued, “Facing this Pavilion full of beauties, I refuse to believe that even an old man like you would feel nothing.”
Upon hearing this, the Pink Clad Girl flushed angrily and glared at Li Mu Sheng, snapping furiously, “You… you’re truly detestable!”
Li Mu Sheng waved dismissively, shooing her away, “Little child, move aside. This isn’t your place to interrupt.”
The surrounding men, hearing this exchange, showed nothing but sinister grins. Causing trouble at Hundred Fragrance Pavilion? They wouldn’t even know how they met their deaths.
At this moment, the Pink Clad Girl tugged urgently at the Hemp Robed Elder’s sleeve, giving him a meaningful glance. But after a brief silence, the elder looked at Li Mu Sheng and shook his head, saying quietly, “It’s already too late. We’re marked.”
Feeling something was wrong, the Pink Clad Girl raised her eyes upward, sensing strong martial Qi currents emanating from experts stationed on the second and third floors. Her delicate face paled considerably.
Nearby, the scar-faced man began trembling violently and suddenly slapped himself hard across the face. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to hang himself for being foolish enough to bring Li Mu Sheng and his group here. [If I make it out alive tonight, I swear I’ll write my name backward!]
Meanwhile, Li Mu Sheng appeared utterly unconcerned, turning to one of the brutes nearby and saying, “Is this how Hundred Fragrance Pavilion treats its honored guests? Hurry up and take us to your best room. You really have no sense.”
At his arrogant tone, the thug scowled viciously, about to retort. But before he could speak, the scar-faced man—now thoroughly shaken—suddenly turned ruthless, pointing aggressively at the surrounding brutes, barking out, “Are you idiots deaf? Is our honored guest’s word nothing to you?” As he shouted, he pulled out a silver ingot from his pocket and hurled it straight at the thug’s forehead.
The scar-faced man had decided to risk it all, figuring that death was certain either way. Why not enjoy himself thoroughly first?
The thug who’d been struck seethed in fury, murder flashing across his face, but was stopped by the leading, bearded brute. With a dark, mocking grin, the leader spoke grimly, “Hundred Fragrance Pavilion hasn’t encountered such arrogant troublemakers in quite some time. Let’s see just how long your bravado lasts.” He picked up the silver from the floor, blew off some dust, and pocketed it, mockingly addressing them, “Follow me, honored guests!”
He emphasized the last words sarcastically, before turning toward the stairs.
But suddenly, the scar-faced man roared at his retreating figure, “Who told you to pick up the silver? Was that meant for you? You worthless scum!”
Li Mu Sheng, Hemp Robed Elder, and the girl stared oddly at the scar-faced man, who was suddenly acting as wildly arrogant as if he’d lost his mind. Even the leading brute’s eyes twitched, the veins on his arm visibly bulging with rage. Nonetheless, he restrained himself and continued upstairs without a word.
Spitting contemptuously, the scar-faced man turned boldly to the Hemp Robed Elder, demanding, “Old man, remember to spare a couple of beauties for me!”
With that, he marched confidently after the bearded brute, leaving Li Mu Sheng staring thoughtfully after him, rubbing his chin. [Good heavens, anyone would think he’s the strongest man in the world.]
After a moment, Li Mu Sheng beckoned the Hemp Robed Elder to follow and ascended the stairs himself. The elder squinted slightly, exchanging a meaningful glance with the Pink Clad Girl as he secretly transmitted to her, “Leaving Hundred Fragrance Pavilion isn’t difficult, but escaping Hundred Refinement City is far harder. Besides, our true target remains Hundred Refinement Peak. For now, let’s stay and watch how things unfold. If things worsen, we’ll have no choice but to flee the city overnight.”
Hearing this, the Pink Clad Girl bit her lip bitterly, eyes glaring daggers into Li Mu Sheng’s departing figure, seething silently, “He ruined our perfect plan. If we fail our revenge this time, I’ll never forgive him—even if I become a ghost!”