I became a prince in a martial arts world.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As soon as Zhao Yingjie finished speaking, a servant came in to announce that the young master of the Ma family had arrived.

"Cousin!"

As the words fell, what appeared in front of Wang Yu was a super handsome man who was 1.8 meters tall, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes. Even his skin had a crystal-clear milky white color, which made Wang Yu very puzzled. He wondered how Wang Yu took care of his skin in the windy and sandy northwest.

"Luckily, I was in seclusion when my uncle died, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you. What good luck!"

Yeah, it's just that he's not very bright and speaks without thinking.

Wang Yu looked at the handsome man in front of him, the eldest son of the Ma family in Ganliang Prefecture, Anxi Province, his mother's nephew, and his cousin.

Ma Yinglong!

Yes, Wang Yu always felt a strange sensation whenever he thought of that name.

"Hello, my two sisters-in-law and the little fat boy!" Ma Yinglong greeted Li Yunxiu and the others.

"If you call me 'Little Fatty' again, you can forget about the Dragon Spear," Zhao Yingjie said through gritted teeth, his eyes narrowing.

"What Dragon-Panning Spear?" Ma Yinglong asked, puzzled. He then pulled out two spear shafts from behind his back, joined them together to form a nearly two-meter-long, gleaming silver spear. With a flick of his wrist, he produced a spear flourish the size of a bowl. "Can it compare to my Dragon Gallant Silver Spear?"

Zhao Yingjie didn't answer, he just chuckled coldly.

Ma Yinglong didn't care at all, and just asked Wang Yu, "Cousin, when are you and your two wives getting married? I'd like to come back in time."

The topic jumped too quickly, and Wang Yu could only scratch his head. "After we get married, we'll send an invitation to the Ma family. Where are you going?"

"I just came from Gansu and Liangzhou, of course I'm going to the Central Plains!" Ma Yinglong said matter-of-factly. "This trip will probably take a year or two. Do you expect me to go back right after I left?"

Wang Yu could only continue scratching his head. He really didn't know the customs of the Northwest. Was it really that long to go out once you were out?

Zhao Yingjie, however, was quite blunt: "Did you have a fight with your family?"

"No!" Ma Yinglong retorted instinctively.

Zhao Rong suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall. "What exactly happened?"

"Ahem! Uncle Rong!"

When Zhao Rong appeared, Ma Yinglong became a bit more reserved and said dryly, "I'm just preparing to go to the Central Plains to fight Duan Wei again. The Central Plains is so big, it's normal for me to look for him for a year or two."

With Ma Yinglong's description, everyone finally learned the whole story.

The Ma family is an old and prestigious family in Anxi Road. They have been established in Gansu and Liangzhou for hundreds of years. They are known for their white horses and silver spears and have made a great name for themselves in the Northwest. The change of dynasties has not affected the Ma family's legacy.

Decades ago, the Zhao family rose to prominence and formed a marriage alliance with the Ma family. Zhao Zheng married a daughter of the Ma family, and the two families established a relationship. For decades, the relationship has remained good. Even though the daughter of the Ma family died young, Zhao Zheng did not remarry, and the two families did not sever ties.

When Zhao Zheng passed away before the Lunar New Year, the head of the Ma family personally came to offer his condolences.

Because Wang Yu's return time was uncertain, the Ma family did not linger to wait for him. Once Wang Yu returned, it would be inconvenient to invite him back, so Wang Yu had not seen the Ma family members.

Ma Yinglong was the first.

Returning to Ma Yinglong, he did not attend the memorial service that day because he had lost a duel with Duan Wei, the eldest son of the Duan family, another martial arts family in Anxi Province.

In Anxi Road, the Ma family's prestige has always been superior to the Duan family's, yet Ma Yinglong actually lost!

Enraged, the head of the Ma family imprisoned Ma Yinglong for a year. Ma Yinglong was released from confinement a few days ago, so the Ma family sent him to Longshan Prefecture, essentially to congratulate Wang Yu on his departure from the capital and his successful takeover of the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion.

After defeating Ma Yinglong, Duan Wei traveled to the Central Plains to visit famous teachers and exchange skills. He has not returned to the Northwest yet. Ma Yinglong wants to get revenge. If he doesn't want to wait in the Northwest, he will naturally have to go to the Central Plains to find someone.

Of course, there was another reason: Ma Yinglong had been confined for a year and was almost going crazy. He couldn't wait to go to the bustling Central Plains to relax and clear his mind.

"I see," Wang Yu said, understanding dawning on him.

"Hey? Cousin, that sword of yours is really impressive. Although it looks arrogant, it suits your status as the Prince of Zhenxi." Ma Yinglong saw the sword in Wang Yu's hand. "You used this sword to kill Wei Honggang?"

More than a month has passed since Wang Yu killed Wei Honggang, and the news has spread, so Ma Yinglong naturally knows about it.

The five bandits of Qishan were not only enemies of the Prince of Zhenxi's Mansion, but also enemies of all the righteous sects in Anxi Road. The Ma family's caravan also suffered losses among these bandits. Upon learning that Wei Honggang had been executed, everyone naturally rejoiced.

"It's not this sword." Wang Yu shook his head. "That sword was broken by Wei Honggang's fine iron rod. This is a new one."

Ma Yinglong nodded and said naturally, "It's good that it didn't break."

Theoretically speaking, Wang Yu was sent to the capital as a hostage ten years ago, and Ma Yinglong and he hadn't seen each other for ten years. But today, when they met again, Ma Yinglong showed no awkwardness, and Wang Yu was not at all distant.

Unlike modern times, communication was inconvenient in ancient times. Once relatives and friends were separated, it was only a matter of years before they could see each other again. However, social circles in ancient times were not as extensive as they are today, and there was no online social networking. With blood ties and kinship as the bond, even if they had not seen each other for many years, they would only become closer when they met again, rather than seeming estranged.

Having acquired the memories of the original owner of this world, Wang Yu naturally became familiar with how people interacted in this world.

Hearing Ma Yinglong's dismissive attitude towards Wang Yu, Zhao Yingjie objected and emphasized again, "Your Panlong Spear is gone!"

Ma Yinglong raised his head. "I don't need it!"

Wang Yu said, "You've been in seclusion for a year, there's no rush to go to the Central Plains. Stay in Longshan Prefecture for a few days and rest before we talk about it."

Ma Yinglong didn't stand on ceremony and stayed at Guanyunlou.

……

After dinner, Wang Yu was practicing swordsmanship in the yard when he saw Ma Yinglong and Zhao Yingjie come to his door together.

Wang Yu looked at Ma Yinglong, who had changed into a white long gown, and Zhao Yingjie, who was wearing a royal blue straight robe, and the two of them winked at him.

Ma Yinglong pointed his thumb behind him, "Are we coming or not?"

Wang Yu nodded decisively, "Let's go!"

The three of them then arrived at Caiyun Pavilion, the largest brothel in Longshan Prefecture.

Five-story building, colorful curtains, singing birds and dancing butterflies, brightly lit.

Wang Yu and his two companions entered the room under the enthusiastic guidance of the madam. Zhao Shan and Zhao He also disguised themselves as guests and followed them in with smiles.

Although they are already over sixty years old, even if they were eighty, they would still like youth. Protecting Wang Yu to go to the brothel would allow them to enjoy themselves as well, and all expenses would be reimbursed. Why not?

Rainbow Pavilion occupies a very large area, with a courtyard leading directly to the fifth floor. The first floor is the main hall, the second floor has private rooms, and there is a high platform for performing talents at the front. The other three to five floors are all private rooms.

The madam didn't recognize Wang Yu and Ma Yinglong, but as a shrewd and resourceful woman from Longshan Prefecture, she couldn't possibly not recognize Zhao Yingjie. Seeing Zhao Yingjie standing at the very end of the three, the madam's eyes gleamed.

"Would you like to sit in a private room or in a VIP box? I'll find some of the most clever girls in the pavilion to serve you."

"A private room on the second floor, please listen to some music first."

"Alright, please, everyone!"

In movies, brothel madams are portrayed as older women with out-of-shape figures, lavish makeup, high-pitched voices, and affected movements, making them an eyesore.

But in reality, the madam represents the first impression a customer has when entering a brothel, so how could she possibly be like this?

Although the madam in front of Wang Yu was in her thirties, she was still quite attractive, with a charming smile and eyes as clear as water. Her figure was alluring and graceful, accentuated by her gold-embroidered dress. Even in modern times, she would be considered a top-tier escort who could be flown around the country.

Wang Yu took a deep breath. If the madams who greet customers are of this quality, then the girls who serve customers must be incredibly successful.

Ma Yinglong also took a breath. "The girls in Longshan Prefecture are far superior to those in Ganliang Prefecture. The girls in the capital must be celestial beings! Cousin, you frequent brothels in the capital. Can your body handle it?"

Wang Yu's lips twitched. "Not bad!"

Ma Yinglong continued, "I'll definitely be visiting the capital this time I'm going to the Central Plains. Cousin, you know the area well, can you tell me which brothels have good girls?"

Wang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, those famous ones are all pretty much the same. You won't be disappointed no matter which one you go to."

Ma Yinglong said with regret, "It's a pity you can't come with me."

Wang Yu shook his head. Based on Qianqian's words, he could roughly guess that the world was full of spies. If there were spies of the Demonic Sect in the brothels of Longshan Prefecture, then the brothels in the capital were probably full of all kinds of demons and monsters, with eyes everywhere.

Your size and ability tonight might be on someone's desk tomorrow.

Those who don't care naturally don't care, but Wang Yu doesn't have that kind of interest, so visiting brothels is fine, but spending the night in a brothel is out of the question for him.

The madam led the three to a private room on the second floor, where servants served a continuous stream of four cold and four hot dishes, a pot of rice wine, a pot of plum wine, and three beautifully dressed young women gracefully walked to the table.

They each chose a seat, and the girl promptly poured drinks for the three of them, then served food to each of their guests.

Looking at the woman beside him, who was smiling obsequiously and trying to please him, Wang Yu compared her to the hostesses in the business KTVs of his previous life and felt that they were far more professional and skilled!

Meanwhile, the performance on the high platform downstairs was also coming to an end. A woman in a blue dress gently swayed her flowing sleeves, gracefully bent over, struck a classic pose, and then slowly exited the stage.

"Great!" Cheers erupted from upstairs and downstairs.

A voice came from a private booth in a corner on the second floor, "Miss Narcissus only sees customers once every three days, don't miss it, ten taels!"

From another private room came another voice with an exotic accent, "Twenty taels. The waist of Miss Narcissus is truly a deadly weapon. I am only staying in Longshan Prefecture for one night. I would be grateful if you would be so kind as to part with it."

No sooner had the old man finished speaking than a third voice rang out from a private room opposite Wang Yu. The voice was crisp and decisive: "Fifty taels!"

Upon hearing this voice, Ma Yinglong slammed his fist on the table and stood up, "Duan Wei!"