Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 25 Another Club

The atmosphere in Wenyue Pavilion was already boiling.

Eighteen masterpieces of poetry were hung in the lobby, overwhelming the entire audience and curbing everyone's creative desire.

So, everyone pointed their fingers at Serlang, telling him to come out and make a fool of himself and stop wasting time.

Originally, among the second, third, and top 100 sisters on Serlang’s list, there were many capable women who were in charge and dared to speak out in support.

But in tonight's high-level game, their voices were completely outmatched by the men's in terms of both quality and volume. Seeing that Arthur hadn't come out yet so late, their confidence weakened a lot, and they gradually fell silent.

"Where's the Ser Wolf? How long will he stay hidden? He was the one who started what happened tonight, so why can't we even see his shadow now?"

"Well, the way I see it, he's probably been racking his brains these past few days, but hasn't been able to come up with anything. He probably can't even come up with a rhyme, so he's just been playing coward."

"That's absolutely right. I think this guy might have been hiding in a corner and spying~"

A handsome and talented scholar waved his hand towards the huge poem board hanging above and said with a smile:
"Haha, looking up at these poems, he must be so ashamed that he dares not come out and embarrass himself."

"Hmph, he's speaking wildly and provoking the scholars of Chang'an. If you don't dare to show up tonight, then get out of Chang'an as soon as possible!"

"No!" Cheng Chubi, known as one of the four great dandies of Chang'an, stood up from the second floor and slammed the railing, angrily saying, "I spent thirty taels of gold to come here tonight to drink, just to see him make a fool of himself. He must get out of here right now. If he truly can't write poetry, he must kneel down and kowtow thirty times!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other playboys echoed them, and the clamor was almost blowing the roof off.

On the third floor, Madam Xian sat in front of the carved railing, gazing at the bustling scene below, her brows furrowed.

At this time, Siqin hurried into the private room and reported with a worried look on her face, "Madam, that guy hasn't arrived yet."

Madam Xian said in an unhappy tone:

"what happened?

"He was the one who insisted on starting this thing. Is he really getting cold feet?

"Tonight, besides those dandies, many high-ranking officials have also come. If he doesn't show up, how will the Moon Pavilion end?"

Siqin lowered her head and responded:

"I don't know what he's up to. He hasn't come in the past two days. Yesterday he just sent someone to tell me that everything is going according to plan. I didn't expect him to come now..."

After a pause, she said again:
"I went to his courtyard just now to ask.

"The Kunlun slave band has already prepared everything. Among them is a Kunlun slave named Adai, who said that he can also sing the first part of the lyrics fluently.

"And Arthur has written all the lyrics on huge sheets of paper, planning to hang them up like a poetry board.

"I think his music is quite special. If he really can't come tonight, we can have those Kunlun slaves perform on stage and then directly post the complete lyrics. That will be enough for us."

Madam Xian was speechless and choked up, thinking that this was the only way.

It is almost midnight now.

Inside the pavilion and outside the building, the crowd was in turmoil, and the sounds of mockery and curses were directed at the bullfighting.

But in the servant's room of Duke Liang's Mansion, it was quiet.

Chen Xiaoke fell to the side of the wall, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, staring blankly at the center of the room, his deer-like eyes filled with fear.

Xuan Ci was still sitting in the same position, stepping on a dead servant and strangling a maid in his arms.

That’s right, these are the two people who came to deceive and attack him just now.

Just because his strength was too weak, he was killed in an instant.

Then here comes the problem~
Fahai clearly knew that he had the ability to kill the Grandmaster, so why did he send little Karami, whose average strength was only at the seventh rank, to be killed?

This is what Xuanci is very interested in.

Releasing the hand that was pinching the fair neck, he made a "shush" gesture and said softly, "

"Don't be afraid, it's okay.

"Just tell me, who are you? Where are you from? What do you want to do?
"Then, just pretend to be knocked unconscious by me."

The maid's face showed three parts fear, three parts hesitation, and four parts doubt about life.

In fact, she also wanted to know why the superiors sent her to capture such a powerful opponent?

Isn't this just giving away your life?

She glanced at the corpse of her accomplice on the ground, then looked at the divine face so close to her. She took a deep breath and said:
"Actually, I don't know much. If I tell you, can you really let me go?"

"Of course. I've always been very gentle with women. I'd never lay hands on a woman unless it was absolutely necessary. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Xuan Ci said this, looking at Chen Xiaoke seriously. Chen Xiaoke said without hesitation:

"Yes, Gege is very good. He never hits women."

When she spoke so arrogantly, her eyes were crystal clear, and she hadn't thought about her mother who was beaten to death by Gege in Jixiang Building.

Xuanci raised his hand again and gently wiped the blood from the corner of the maid's mouth, saying:
"I know you have no choice. It's not easy for a girl to get out there."

Finally, he gave her a light kiss on the forehead, showing pity but still being polite, a bit like the Godfather.
Ah this?

The maidservant's delicate body trembled, and her heart was moved. She felt that this man was really... so gentle!
The key is that he is so handsome.

Having been trained as a spy since childhood and suffered a lot, how could she not want to be gently cared for by such a handsome man?
For no reason at all, she chose to believe it and told him everything she had done tonight.

In fact, what she knew was very limited. She only received the order to capture Xuanci, and then transport him out of the mansion in the prepared carriage and head towards Chunming Gate on the east city wall. Someone would pick him up then.

As for why this was done? Who made this decision? She had no idea.

"Another gang wants to mess with me? They want to capture me alive. Am I that good?"

Although Xuan Ci was confused, he was sure that these two spies were not Fahai's men, and the society they belonged to should not be weaker than the society behind Fahai.

"Is the person above you... a Taoist priest?" Xuan Ci asked suddenly.

He remembered that when he was a child, Fa Ming repeatedly emphasized that Buddhism and Taoism were incompatible, and told him not to get close to Taoists to avoid being harmed.

"Taoist priest?"

The maid shook her head, indicating that she really didn't understand the power behind her and that she only acted according to orders.

Xuan Ci felt that there was no time to delve into the matter, so he pointed at the corpse at his feet and confirmed:
"Your mission tonight is to tie me up, load me into the prepared carriage, and carry me out by yourself. There will naturally be someone to pick me up, right?"

"Correct."

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"That's absolutely true."

The maid looked sincere.

To be honest, even though she didn't know if she could save her life, she couldn't help but imagine whether something would happen between her and the man in front of her in the future...

"Okay, then you can go to hell, you bitch! How dare you sneak attack me!"

Xuanci cursed and twisted the maid's neck.

Then he asked Chen Xiaoke to help, stripped off the servant's outer clothes, and told her to stay in the house and wait for the princess to come back and help deal with the body.

Soon~
A horse-drawn carriage carrying goods drove out of the Duke of Liang's mansion.

The servant driving the car turned up the collar of his thick cloak and wore a large hood to block out the north wind.

Almost immediately, the carriage was spotted by Fahai's men.

The two masters closest to him followed without hesitation.

When the carriage turned into a less crowded street, they rushed to the front of the carriage, ready to forcibly search it under the pretext of "looking for lost items."

Unexpectedly, the servant driving the horses turned around and got into the carriage the moment he discovered them, picked up a tightly tied hemp sack, broke out of the window, and ran away.

"There's a person in the bag, chase him!"

One of the masters waved his hand to signal his companions to give chase, while he himself drew his sword alertly and rushed into the carriage to search.

The servant carried the sack and ran towards Chunhua Gate, like a photographer carrying a camera on his shoulder to capture a cheetah. His speed was so frightening that passers-by screamed in surprise.

However, the grandmaster behind him had graceful steps and was even faster. He caught up with him within a hundred meters and directly struck the servant's back with a palm strike, forcing him to turn around and protect himself.

With a "bang", the servant staggered, but still held on to the big sack tightly.

The master didn't give him any chance to breathe, he approached instantly and punched him in the chest.

This time, the slave couldn't bear it anymore and had to throw up the sack and try to block it. He was knocked back eight or nine meters and fell to the ground.

The Grandmaster turned his gaze towards the sack in the air and immediately reached out to grab it.

But suddenly, a flash of cold light forced him to quickly withdraw his hand.

"Bang", the sack hit the ground, making a muffled sound unique to flesh.

At the same time, a sword-wielding master rushed out and, relying on the sharp edge of his sword, forced the bare-handed master into danger as soon as they fought.

(End of this chapter)