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Chapter 105: His Little Tiger
Chapter 105: His Little Tiger
He had come to the capital city to find his little tiger, so why should he care about the lives of others?
Speaking of the little tiger, where was it?
He didn't know if the bag of food would last until he found it.
The man with the dark robe and white hair, no longer paying attention to the commotion on the roof, clasped his hands in front of his belly and closed his eyes in an extremely elegant sleeping posture.
Meng Qianqian and Tan'er were drunk and passed out, oblivious to the noise above.
Lu Yuan, however, pricked up his ears, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Yuzichuan!"
Yuzichuan, who was nestled in a tree with his bow and arrows, suddenly opened his eyes and shot two arrows into the night.
His archery skills had improved since the last time, like meteors piercing through the dark sky, effortlessly chasing after the two men in black.
A chill ran down their spines as they felt a dangerous presence bearing down on their lives. One of the men in black drew his sword to cut off the arrow, while the other pulled away his companion.
"Be careful, Fourth Brother!"
He deflected one arrow, but the other grazed Fourth Brother's arm, instantly tearing open his flesh.
Third Brother growled, "Who's sneaking around? Come out if you have the guts!"
Yuzichuan jumped onto the roof, not bothering to hide his presence.
The two men turned to look, and their eyes widened in surprise. "It's you?"
Yuzichuan wasn't like Qing Shuang, a covert guard. He openly followed Lu Yuan, and everyone at Wan Hualou knew him.
"It's me," Yuzichuan said.
Third Brother frowned. "Younger Brother Yu, this has nothing to do with you. We don't want to make things difficult for you, so please leave."
Yuzichuan didn't move.
Third Brother's face darkened. "Are you going to refuse a toast and drink a fine instead?"
Yuzichuan replied resentfully, "The Grand Marshal is inside. If you disturb him, he'll get angry, and when he's angry, he takes it out on me. It's annoying."
The two men were speechless.
Fourth Brother whispered, "Third Brother, didn't you say the Grand Marshal had left?"
Third Brother gritted his teeth. "How long has it been? Who would've thought he'd spend the night in that girl's house? With all the courtesans at Wan Hualou, none of them have managed to keep him for the night!"
Fourth Brother said, "It's hard to kill him when he's here."
Third Brother's eyes narrowed as he addressed the house below, "Grand Marshal, this is a private grudge between my brother and that woman. Please give Wan Hualou some face, and we will offer the Grand Marshal the most beautiful courtesan in return."
Lu Yuan replied indifferently, "I don't like people standing on my head and talking. Yuzichuan, kill them."
Yuzichuan sprinted forward, drawing a long sword from his large bow and discarding it. He leaped into the air and slashed downward!
Third Brother hastily swung his sword to block, but a crisp clang rang out as his weapon was cut in two by Yuzichuan!
"Third Brother!" Fourth Brother exclaimed, his face paling.
Yuzichuan's swordplay was swift and dazzling, like flying flowers, leaving the two men barely able to defend themselves.
Fourth Brother clenched his teeth. "Third Brother, isn't this guy an archer? Why is his swordsmanship so formidable?"
Third Brother wiped the wound on his cheek. "Seems like he's also good at hiding his true abilities. Fourth Brother, let's not hold back either."
Initially, they didn't want to fight Yuzichuan to the death, but seeing that he truly intended to kill them, they had no choice but to go all out.
However, what they didn't expect was that Yuzichuan's martial arts far surpassed their imagination.
"Third Brother, this guy's martial arts are so strange, not like those from the Central Plains... Ah—"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was struck by Yuzichuan's sword.
Third Brother said, "We probably can't kill him today. Let's retreat and report this to Big Brother and Second Brother."
The two men threw a daze powder at Yuzichuan and turned to flee!
However, Yuzichuan closed his eyes and slashed with his sword, and Fourth Brother was injured by the sword qi, falling into the neighboring courtyard.
Yuzichuan gave chase.
In a panic, Fourth Brother rushed into the house, intending to leave through the back door.
Yuzichuan was about to pursue him when he saw a figure being thrown out like a sandbag.
The man fell heavily at Yuzichuan's feet, his body twitched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before dying.
Yuzichuan was stunned.
Just one move, and such terrifying internal energy!
"Kid, take the bodies away. I don't like people messing up my courtyard."
"Yes, Senior."
There was no way he could take on the person inside.
Yuzichuan obediently picked up the bodies and threw them out.
Seeing that the Fourth Brother was dead, the Third Brother was not only filled with grief and anger but also a sense of panic. In an alley full of haunted houses, why had such a formidable expert suddenly appeared?
He didn't even dare to cross the roof anymore and quickly turned around to leave from the other side.
By then, Yuzichuan had caught up.
The two exchanged blows, creating a large hole in the roof, and the Third Brother accidentally fell through it.
An old grandmother was taking a medicinal bath in a wooden barrel, and when she saw the intruder falling from above, she covered her chest and shouted, "Pervert!"
Yuzichuan skidded to a stop on the roof!
Bang!
The Third Brother, clutching his head, rushed out the door!
When he had entered, he looked presentable, but now he had been beaten to a pulp. He didn't make it far before his knees buckled, and he fell face-first to the ground.
Yuzichuan jumped down, crouched to check his breath, and found that he still had a faint breath left. However, his spine was completely broken, and he wouldn't survive.
What sharp finger techniques!
Yuzichuan returned to Meng Qianqian's residence and reported to Lu Yuan.
A smile curved Lu Yuan's lips. "Interesting."
Yuzichuan asked, "Is it dangerous for Miss Meng to stay here?"
Lu Yuan gave a cold laugh. "She's dangerous, and so are those who come to kill her. Let's see who has the tougher life."
"What if Miss Meng is killed by the two from next door first?" Yuzichuan asked.
"Can't you say something nicer?" Lu Yuan retorted.
Yuzichuan was unconvinced and turned his face to ask, "What should we do with the two from Wan Hualou?"
Lu Yuan replied nonchalantly, "Send them back to Wan Hualou and tell Madam Yan to keep a better watch on her people."
"But there's only one survivor. Should we also send back the dead bodies?" Yuzichuan asked.
Lu Yuan's voice turned cold. "Don't we need to deal with the corpses?"
"Oh," Yuzichuan replied, getting the hint.
Next time, he would let Shangguan Ling handle this.
...
Meng Qianqian never thought there would come a day when she would get drunk from just one cup of Shaodaozi. She woke up the next morning, feeling groggy.
Maid Li brought in a bowl of hangover soup. "Drink this, and you'll feel better."
Meng Qianqian took the bowl. "Where's Tan'er?"
"She drank too much as well and is still sleeping soundly. I didn't want to wake her. What happened yesterday? Weren't you supposed to go boating? How did you end up drinking so much? Even Tan'er drank?" Maid Li asked, full of curiosity.
After finishing the hangover soup, Meng Qianqian smiled and said, "Well, I accidentally drank a little. Just one cup."
Maid Li took the empty bowl and chided, "Miss, you wanted to drink more, didn't you? Thankfully, Miss Qing Shuang brought you and Tan'er back."
"Qing...Shuang?" Meng Qianqian blinked and glanced at Maid Wan, who was giving her meaningful looks at the door.
Maid Wan made a gesture promising that she would keep the secret.
Maid Wan had opened the door in the middle of the night and seen a breathtakingly handsome man—a true immortal—sending their young miss home. And he had even argued with her former master!
Heavens!
She had been so excited that she hadn't slept a wink all night!
Alright, maybe just half the night.
She was too tired to stay awake any longer.
Meng Qianqian calmly said, "I'll have to thank Qing Shuang properly later."
After the hangover, her body felt a little weak, so Meng Qianqian only practiced martial arts for half an hour before feeling dizzy.
"Huff, I'm never drinking again," she vowed.
Meng Qianqian wiped the sweat from her forehead and decided to continue her practice in the afternoon. For now, she wanted to fence off the small pool to prevent Baoshi from falling in as she started learning to walk.
Just as she reached the front yard, she heard a string of curses coming from next door.
She looked up and saw an elderly grandmother climbing a ladder.
Meng Qianqian asked softly, "Grandma, why are you climbing so high?"
The old grandmother replied impatiently, "The roof is damaged. How can I fix it if I don't climb up?"
Meng Qianqian smiled and said, "Grandma, it's dangerous up there. Come down, and I'll fix it for you."
(End of Chapter)
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