Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 29 Reserved

Zhao Wumian and Guan Yunshu did not wait long in Jinxiangfang. As dusk faded and the silver moon rose, Qihe pushed the door open and walked in. He bowed to the two of them, ignoring the broken table and chairs as if they were nothing, and replied calmly:
"The thief's name is Tu Ziling, a member of Dongyan. His current location has been found in Canghua Tower. He is in Wujiang Hall on Yifu Street. Wujiang Hall is just an ordinary tavern, but it has a porch inside. It is the territory of Li Mo, the leader of the Yifu Street underworld. Li Mo has a gathering tonight and has invited many martial artists to the banquet. It must be a commission. Tu Ziling is also on the list of invited guests."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other. It was almost the same as Guan Yunshu's guess. The information was probably correct. However, they knew that Cang Hua Lou must have some other plans, so they did not speak for a reply. Sure enough, Qi He said, "You two don't have an invitation. If you sneak in rashly, you will definitely alert the enemy. Why don't I go with you? With the status of Huan Zhen Pavilion, Li Mo dare not refuse to give you a little face."

Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "Are you really so considerate?"

"It's just for the Canghua Order." Qihe shook his head slightly.

Guan Yunshu's face under his bamboo hat also had a hint of smile on it, and he had already started thinking about how to beat up this so-called branch leader of Huanzhen Pavilion.

"Thank you." Zhao Wumian raised his hand slightly, and then the two of them stood up and followed Qi He out of Jinxiangfang and walked towards Yifu Street.

As the sky gradually darkens and night falls, the streets of Taiyuan are lit up, and the dim lights reflect the falling snow as fine and lingering as water.

The three of them walked in silence as they passed through the streets and alleys, leaving one footprint after another in the falling snow. In less than half an hour, they arrived at a tavern.

In the middle of winter, there are many idlers and wanderers drinking to warm themselves. There is a stage in the middle of the tavern, and a storyteller is sitting on it, talking eloquently about the story of Guan Yunshu who single-handedly wiped out some thieves... This is natural. In the world of martial arts, Jin is the territory of Xiao Xitian, so naturally most of the storytellers in Jin tell stories of Xiao Xitian.

However, there didn't seem to be anything unusual about the tavern. It was only after Qihe found the tavern owner and handed him an invitation that the three of them were respectfully invited into the backyard of the tavern.

The noise of the tavern gradually faded away. Stepping into the backyard, Zhao Wumian looked up and saw a wide martial arts arena. Under the heavy snow, the martial arts arena was covered with a layer of pure white snow. There were many footprints on it, some big and some small, some deep and some shallow, all leading to a main hall at the end of the martial arts arena. Through the windows, one could see that the lights were on inside and there were people everywhere... The three of them should be considered late.

Guan Yunshu approached Zhao Wumian and whispered in a low voice, with a hint of fragrance blowing towards him. "Tu Ziling's lightness skill is quite good, he can step on the snow without leaving any traces. When he enters the house later, the person with the least snow on his boots will most likely be him."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly.

The three of them didn't say much. They crossed the martial arts arena and walked into the main hall. Then a servant said loudly, "Qi He, the leader of Huan Zhen Pavilion, has arrived."

The voice was loud and clear, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall. They all turned their heads to look. It was obvious that Qihe did this on purpose so that the two people she entrusted could distinguish the target.

Zhao Wumian and Guan Yunshu stood on both sides of Qi He, like her bodyguards. They looked up and saw that there were many people standing in the hall. Most of them were wearing straw hats, raincoats, or cloaks. They obviously did not want to reveal their identities. There were only four characters like Qi He who appeared in their true colors.

There was Qi He, a middle-aged man in brocade robe sitting in the main seat in the hall, and next to the main seat stood a middle-aged man with a long sword on his waist, a stern face and an extraordinary demeanor. The last one was a man sitting in the second seat, with a pale face and a blanket covering his legs... It was Zhao Wumian's old acquaintance, Sixth Master.

Zhao Wumian and Guan Yunshu were both slightly stunned and looked at each other. They obviously did not expect to see this guy here.

The Sixth Master rushed to Taiyuan this morning and went straight to the Prince of Jin's mansion to complain. After getting a man from the Prince of Jin's men, he hurried to find his friend in Taiyuan, who was Li Mo, the middle-aged man in brocade robe sitting in the main seat.

Relying on the relationship with King Jin, Liu Ye's family is doing a thriving coal business. They are well connected in both the black and white worlds, and it is not uncommon for them to have some connections in Taiyuan. He is confident that You Junwu alone is enough to kill Zhao Wumian, but the world is so big, who knows where Zhao Wumian is?

He then found Li Mo and spent several thousand taels of silver hoping that he could give him some advice... Several thousand taels of silver are a great honor, and besides, You Junwu, who is next to Sixth Master, is a popular figure under King Jin. Therefore, Li Mo thought about spending some time to find out where Luo Chaoyan is. If he has any news about Luo Chaoyan, he might be able to get in touch with King Jin through You Junwu.

Prince Jin only needs to fish in Prince Jin's mansion, and those under him have a lot to consider... In other words, no matter what Prince Jin's attitude is towards Luo Chaoyan, people like Li Mo who want to curry favor with Prince Jin can only try their best to make a successful relationship... If they flatter the wrong person and annoy Prince Jin, then they can only blame themselves for making a wrong bet and no one else.

Anyway, we have to find Luo Chaoyan, so it doesn't hurt to help Sixth Master find Zhao Wumian. It's no harm to do him a favor, so there is a gathering tonight.

Zhao Wumian glanced around the hall for a moment. There were about a dozen people in the hall. Through the snow on his boots, he quickly locked onto a person. The person was thin, wearing a straw hat and raincoat, with his hands covered in the raincoat. He was standing in the corner of the crowd, with a window behind him... It was convenient for him to escape, and it also fits the temperament of the people in "Dong Yan".

Zhao Wumian looked at Guan Yunshu, who nodded slightly, apparently also locking his eyes on that person.

Then Zhao Wumian turned his gaze to the man behind Li Mo. He didn't know this man, so he moved closer to Guan Yunshu and asked in a low voice, "Who is the man with the sword?" The hot air from Zhao Wumian's breath made Guan Yunshu's neck itchy. She reached out and stroked the hair beside her ear, and whispered,
"You Junwu, has been a disciple of the Sword Sect since he was young. After learning a good set of martial arts, he became a disciple of King Jin. It has been more than ten years since then. He often assists Gui Kui in handling the affairs of the martial arts world in Jin. People give him the nickname 'Empty Branch', which means that under his sword, human lives will wither like flowers blooming and falling, which is force majeure... Whether it is martial arts or martial arts experience, he is far beyond the reach of Yan Jiu."

"Now that he's here, does that prove that this gathering is also related to King Jin?"

"No matter what, as a retainer of King Jin, he will not allow us to kill people in Taiyuan. So if a fight breaks out later, he will definitely attack us. Don't underestimate him."

"I'm going to block Tu Ziling's escape route. He has extraordinary martial arts skills. Once he leaves this room, we probably won't be able to catch up with him... Are you sure you can stop You Junwu?"

"Killing him is no problem." Guan Yunshu said in a flat tone.

Zhao Wumian looked at her for a few times and was a little skeptical, but he had never seen Guan Yunshu take action, so he thought she must be stronger than Yan Jiu, so he nodded slightly and did not refute.

The two did not exchange much words as everyone was looking at them. Li Mo coughed lightly. Seeing that everyone was present, he stood up, bowed slightly to everyone present, and said in a clear voice: "You are all well-known heroes in the martial arts world. Thank you for giving me a little favor and visiting my humble home. The weather is bitterly cold, so I have warmed up a few glasses of wine for you to warm up."

After that, many beautifully dressed ladies came forward with plates in their hands. Zhao Wumian took the excuse of getting some wine and quietly took a few steps towards Tu Ziling... The main hall was not big, and now Zhao Wumian and Tu Ziling were less than five steps apart... Five steps was enough for Zhao Wumian to draw his sword before Tu Ziling could make any move.

Some of the Jianghu people in the field flattered Li Mo a few times, but no one drank the wine glasses, obviously worried that there was something wrong with the wine. Li Mo laughed and said, "This is what a Jianghu person should be like. If there is a fool who drinks Li's wine, I'm afraid he is not worthy of standing with you..."

Li Mo simply praised everyone present, and then went straight to the point, "Li invited you all here to discuss the matter of the current Princess of Jin."

As soon as these words were spoken, people in the room began to whisper to each other. Although most of them guessed that it was related to Luo Chaoyan, most of them did not expect Li Mo to be so straightforward.

Zhao Wumian glanced at You Junwu. He had his hand on the hilt of the sword, his face calm and no emotion could be seen. It seemed that King Jin also tacitly approved of Li Mo's self-assertion.

Li Mo glanced at the hall and saw that no one had left. He nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Don't worry, I have no intention of treason, and I will never let you take risks for me. I just want you to use your connections to search for the whereabouts of the princess. If you have any information and can tell me first, I will give you ten thousand taels of gold, a property on Yi Fu Street, and a magic weapon."

As he spoke, Li Mo took out a silver-white long sword from the armchair. "The name of the sword is Baishuang. It was made by Wu Qingfeng, the sword-forging master of the Sword Sect. It can cut iron like mud..."

The scene was noisy for a while. To ordinary people in the martial arts world, the matter involving Luo Chaoyan was too big and too deep. They had no power and dared not to get involved. However, as long as they could get one or two pieces of information, they could get so many rewards, which was indeed very tempting.

Li Mo was silent for a moment. Seeing that no one had left yet, he smiled and raised his hand slightly. "In addition, there is one more small matter. My friend, Master Liu, was attacked by a thief four days ago and was seriously injured. Even the spear personally bestowed by the King of Jin, Bi Bo, was taken away..."

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this time, the Sixth Master, who was sitting in the second seat, raised his hand slightly and said, "I am following the order of King Jin to take back Bi Bo. If any of you know the whereabouts of the thief, not only will you be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, but you will also be appreciated by King Jin and may even become his guest of honor."

All I can say is that a coal boss is a coal boss. Even if one of his legs was crippled by Zhao Wumian, he can still make such promises.

"May I know your name?" someone asked below. It was obvious that Zhao Wumian was easier to control than Luo Chaoyan.

"I don't know." The Sixth Master recalled a little. He really didn't know Zhao Wumian's name. Thinking of the tragic scene four days ago, his thigh ached slightly, so his face couldn't help but be a little fierce. He replied: "He is probably between 18 and 25 years old, with an upright figure, more than seven feet tall, and good at using swords. If any brother has news about him, there is no need to keep him alive, but bring his head to me, and the reward will be substantial..."

Before the Sixth Master finished his words, there was a "clang" sound. Everyone present felt their scalps go numb from the shrill sound of swords being drawn. Before they could look in the direction of the sound, they saw a flash of cold light behind them out of the corner of their eyes. The strong wind brought by the sword light was so strong that most of the lights in the main hall were suddenly blown out.

When everyone in the scene looked back, they saw a man in a black robe, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, who had already sheathed his sword. The black cloth wrapped around the scabbard was faintly visible under the straw raincoat. Only five steps away from the man in the black robe, the wrist of another man in a cloak was bleeding. The man in the black robe had actually chopped off his hand on the spot.

(End of this chapter)