Chapter 216
Chapter 216: Disgusting
The woman in the black gown neither feared nor grew angry. Instead, she laughed coldly and remarked: “Look at you all. None of our Flower Queens have chosen you. According to Hundred Fragrance Pavilion’s rules, you must now pay six thousand gold.”
She stretched out her hand symbolically, knowing well that the group in front of her could never produce such a sum.
At this moment, the Hemp-Robed Elder remained silent, merely raising his hand. Instantly, the surrounding Qi gathered into a giant palm, trapping all six Flower Queens in the hall, pulling them swiftly towards him.
“Heavenly Union?”
The black-gowned woman’s pupils contracted sharply, her face paling in shock. Immediately, martial Qi surged violently around her. As a Great Martial Grandmaster, she retreated without hesitation.
Although Hundred Fragrance Pavilion was an establishment under Fallen God Peak, it was still only a common brothel. Her great strength as a madam was solely because Fallen God Peak valued the pavilion’s daily profits.
Truthfully, upon entering the hall, she had carefully examined Li Mu Sheng’s group. She sensed that the Hemp-Robed Elder’s Qi was deeply restrained, marking him as at least a Martial Grandmaster. Yet she had never imagined he was actually a Heavenly Union expert.
How could she possibly detect the true depth of a Heavenly Union master? Anyone who knew even slightly about Fallen God Peak would never risk such precious martial cultivation to create trouble at Hundred Fragrance Pavilion.
Realizing the danger, the black-gowned woman decided to flee immediately. But before she reached the doorway, a powerful Qi palm slammed down, pressing her harshly against the floor.
The tremendous force shattered the martial Qi within her, rupturing her internal organs. She spat blood and instantly lost all strength to move.
The gap between a Great Martial Grandmaster and a Heavenly Union expert was like an uncrossable chasm—especially when the opponent was far from ordinary. The Hemp-Robed Elder didn’t even need a second strike.
Seeing this, the rough men and attendants in the hall were filled with fear, desperately turning to flee. But after taking only a few steps, an invisible surge of Qi threw them violently backward, sending them crashing onto the ground with screams of pain.
Witnessing this sudden reversal, the scar-faced man’s expression changed swiftly from despair to wild delight. He laughed loudly, shouting mockingly: “Good, good, good! And here I thought your Hundred Fragrance Pavilion was so tough. Look at you now, flat on the ground! If you’ve got any backbone, get up and kill me!”
He approached one fallen thug and kicked him viciously away, venting his anger. Still unsatisfied, he punched and kicked two others nearby.
Meanwhile, the Hemp-Robed Elder calmly addressed the six Flower Queens before him: “Ladies, you may now serve this old man.”
Fear flickered across the young women’s faces, but seeing the madam’s miserable state, they hesitated no longer. They quickly began to pour tea, serve wine, and massage the elder’s shoulders obediently.
Beside them, the pink-clad girl ground her teeth, her small face frosty with anger. She snapped at the elder: “We should leave!”
But the Hemp-Robed Elder didn’t budge, only sending a quiet message through Qi: “Leaving the pavilion is simple. Hundred Fragrance Pavilion poses no threat to us. Right now, I’m considering how to resolve this matter without hindering our plans to blend into Fallen God Peak from Hundred Refinement City.”
At this moment, one Flower Queen peeled a longan fruit, gently feeding it to the elder. Watching this, the pink-clad girl grew even more furious: “I’d be insane to trust an old fool like you!”
Hearing her anger, the scar-faced man, having vented his wrath, suddenly turned his gaze toward the elder. Seeing the elder’s leisurely enjoyment, he rushed forward eagerly, asking hopefully: “Old Senior, how about sharing a couple of those Flower Queens with me?”
Yet the elder merely waved dismissively, clearly refusing.
The scar-faced man’s face twisted in frustration. However, recalling the elder’s frightening power moments ago, he dared not protest, cursing inwardly instead: [Old fart! Hoarding six beauties for yourself—can you even handle them all?]
Gritting his teeth, his eyes scanned around and finally fell upon the injured madam on the floor. A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes as he marched furiously toward her, grabbing her hair roughly: “Filthy old hag, how dare someone as ugly and ancient as you reject me? Pah!”
He slapped her hard twice, scattering powder from her face, leaving two vivid red handprints. The madam, weakened but still venomous, glared coldly at him: “You… seek death!”
“Still dare to insult me? I’ll teach you a harsh lesson right now!” With a wicked sneer, the scar-faced man tore open her dress, intending to vent his frustrations on her.
However, Li Mu Sheng and the Hemp-Robed Elder simultaneously intervened, stopping him immediately.
“Disgusting!” the pink-clad girl spat in anger, glaring coldly at the elder and Li Mu Sheng before storming out of the hall.
The elder didn’t stop her departure, instead turning to Li Mu Sheng and remarking lightly: “If Young Master desires any of the Flower Queens, you must claim them yourself by your own strength—I certainly won’t yield them to you otherwise.”
Li Mu Sheng glanced at the group of lovely ladies gathered around the elder but frowned, shaking his head: “No need. I’m worried I might catch something.”
The faces of the six Flower Queens darkened immediately. The elder froze, his expression shifting oddly for a moment. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he asked Li Mu Sheng with a probing look: “Then this old man truly doesn’t understand. Why did Young Master insist on dragging me here to reserve these Flower Queens?”
Li Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: “It’s nothing complicated. I merely wanted to see firsthand just how poisonous this ‘Hundred Fragrance Pavilion’—this malignant tumor of Fallen God Peak—could truly be.”
Truthfully, before coming here, he genuinely had intended to relax. But the sheer disgust from Fallen God Peak’s activities had turned his intentions entirely.
The elder’s eyes flashed with uncertainty, and he pondered deeply for a moment before quietly asking through Qi transmission: “Could it be… Young Master is affiliated with the Great Li Dynasty court?”
Li Mu Sheng didn’t deny it, merely nodding gently.
The Hemp-Robed Elder suddenly straightened his posture, staring sharply at Li Mu Sheng with murky eyes: “From the beginning, I sensed that Young Master was extraordinary. Today, you’ve dragged me into trouble at Hundred Fragrance Pavilion without reason, yet I bear no grudge.”
“But now, a most crucial question weighs heavily upon my heart, and I must ask Young Master clearly.”