Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The most bustling place in Zhang County is undoubtedly Chunjing Tower.

Large red lanterns were hung from the street corner all the way to the front of the building.

The sounds of string and wind instruments, laughter, and toasts.

They blended together.

The scent of cosmetics could be smelled from half a street away.

Jiang Chuan, wearing a straw hat with the brim pulled low, walked into Chun Jing Lou.

The waiter greeted him with a forced smile, but Jiang Chuan dismissed him with a silver ingot.

"Give me a seat in the very corner, serve me a table of food and drinks, and don't bother me with anything else."

The waiter made a series of noises and hurried away.

Jiang Chuan found a corner to sit down, ordered a table full of food and drinks, and poured himself a drink.

Even when he's sitting down, he's still a head taller than everyone else.

No matter how low the straw hat was pulled down, it couldn't hide the oppressive feeling.

Fortunately, the restaurant was a mixed bag, so no one questioned him, a customer who spent lavishly.

At the next table, several spoiled young men were drinking heavily, their faces flushed and talking a lot.

The dishes on the table were barely touched, but several wine jugs were empty.

"Has Young Master Wang not visited Chun Jing Lou for several days?"

"It's been at least three or four days; the top courtesan was asking about it yesterday."

"If you ask me, it's better if Young Master Wang doesn't come. Once he arrives, the top courtesan will no longer care about us."

"You still have the nerve to say that? The money someone casually gave you could be enough for you to drink here for half a year."

"Hey, I heard that his older brother personally came here and dragged him back."

"You mean the king...?"

Before they could finish speaking, the group exchanged glances and fell silent.

The previously noisy table immediately fell silent.

Even the calls to drink quieted down a bit.

In Zhang County, the name Wang Lie is said to stop children from crying at night.

Jiang Chuan sat in the corner, listening intently to every word.

Wang Lun is not here.

pity……

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he called over the waiter and made an excuse to go to the outhouse.

After entering the inner courtyard of Chunjing Tower, he did not go to the outhouse, but instead ventured deeper into the backyard.

The further you go in, the quieter it becomes.

The sounds of string and wind instruments gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the wind rustling through the treetops.

The lanterns gradually thinned out, leaving only a few in the corner, casting indistinct shadows.

Deep in the backyard, there is a small courtyard.

Two guards stood at the gate, with knives at their waists, and a brass lock hung on the gate.

The walls were high, the doors were locked tightly, and there were several groups of people patrolling back and forth.

There's no need for such a grand display in a restaurant.

Jiang Chuan narrowed his eyes.

He remembered what Master Qi had mentioned that night about the shady dealings the Wang family had been doing in secret.

Human trafficking.

This line should be hidden here.

He didn't like meddling in other people's business.

The world is too chaotic, and there are too many trivial matters; he can't possibly manage them all.

Therefore, even after learning about this from Master Qi...

Jiang Chuan simply ignored it.

But now, Wang Lun is staying in the heavily guarded Wang family mansion, and he can't be lured out without making a big commotion.

That's right, that's the second thing he had to do.

Kill Wang Lun!

All the troubles he's faced since his arrival have been caused by this guy.

Don't kill him.

Jiang Chuan's thoughts are not clear!

He stayed in the corner, observed for a while, figured out the guards' patrol patterns, and then crept over along the wall.

In the shadows, a guard opened his mouth, only to have his throat grabbed.

Before he could even finish groaning, he went limp.

The second one, the third one.

Do the same.

The patrolman had just turned the corner when he felt a numbness on the back of his neck and his vision went black.

Jiang Chuan dragged the body into the flower bushes and climbed over into the yard.

The courtyard was quiet, with only a few rooms lit up.

He searched each room one by one.

Except for one accounting room, all the other rooms were locked and empty.

He went into the tent.

Check carefully.

It was soon discovered that several floor tiles were loose.

Jiang Chuan pried it up with the tip of his knife, and the floor tile popped up with a sound.

Sure enough, there was a secret passage hidden below.

A cool breeze blew up, carrying a faint smell of decay.

Jiang Chuan frowned, thinking to himself, "This must be the place."

The passageway was dark and secluded.

Fortunately, he has first-class eyesight, so he can see clearly even in the dark.

When you reach the end, several oil lamps light up on the wall.

Before me stood rows of underground prisons.

Many women were imprisoned behind iron bars, each one disheveled and unkempt.

Hearing footsteps, they all shrank into the corner, some of them trembling.

Although Jiang Chuan had no intention of meddling in other people's business, his expression darkened upon seeing this scene.

At the corner, several guards rushed out upon hearing the noise.

"Who goes there!"

"Someone has broken in!"

"Grab your weapons and chop him up!"

This place had been disturbed by that brother and sister before, and the guards were now extremely wary.

Upon seeing a stranger, without saying a word, he drew his sword and began to slash.

Jiang Chuan remained silent.

He remained silent and walked forward.

The blade gleamed in the oil lamplight.

Each flash brought forth a spray of blood.

In the corridor.

A series of muffled groans and screams rang out.

"Oh no, he's a master!"

"Retreat immediately!"

"withdraw?"

The screams stopped abruptly, and after a moment, all was silent.

Jiang Chuan flicked the blood off his knife.

There were no more guards on the ground who could stand up.

He searched the body but couldn't find the prison key, so he went to the prison, grabbed the iron lock, and twisted his wrist.

A bang.

The lock broke in two.

The women in the prison were all stunned.

An iron lock as thick as a child's arm was as easy to handle as clay in this man's hands.

"Hurry up and leave!"

Jiang Chuan said coldly.

The women seemed to awaken from a dream.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"My benefactor is immensely kind and virtuous!"

They supported each other and stumbled as they ran up the stone steps.

A girl ran two steps, then turned back and kowtowed to him.

"Take care, my benefactor!"

Jiang Chuan did not turn around.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed up the stone steps, fading into the distance.

At the corner, a man who looked like a leader was slumped against the wall, having been stabbed in the chest, and was barely clinging to life.

This person was deliberately left alive by Jiang Chuan.

He crouched down and asked, "Where does this tunnel lead?"

The leader spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pah! You dog! You think you can get information out of me? Dream on! The Wang family won't let you get away with this!"

Jiang Chuan remained expressionless. "Still so stubborn, yet you've become the Wang family's dog."

He reached out and touched the other person's chest.

Boom! !

He snapped each of his ribs in half.

The leader clenched his teeth so tightly they shattered, but he didn't utter a single cry of pain.

"Stop wasting your time! Just give me a quick death...!"

"Okay, you're a real man."

Jiang Chuan nodded, but did not kill him. He simply crushed his limbs and spine, leaving him lying on the ground roaring angrily.

Looking around.

This tunnel actually only has two directions.

One end leads to the Spring View Pavilion where he came from, while the other end leads somewhere unknown.

"At this point, it doesn't matter which way we go."

He walked straight to the other side.

The passageway is long.

The lamps on the wall went from one every few steps to one every ten steps or so.

In the end, it was completely dark.

Fortunately, he had eyesight, so even walking in the dark was like walking on flat ground.

The road underfoot was fairly smooth, except for occasional drops of water that pattered onto my shoulders.

The tunnel is very long.

Jiang Chuan walked for half an incense stick's time before reaching the end.

Judging by the distance, we've already left Chun Jing Tower and are probably no longer even in the city.

At the end, there is a staircase leading upwards.

At the top of the stairs is a door.

The wooden door is heavy.

Light shone through the crack in the door, and there was a cacophony of voices.

The sounds of dice rolling, shouts, and the clinking of coins.

Jiang Chuan reached out and pushed open the door.

The noise outside suddenly stopped.

Jiang Chuan looked up.

He found himself in a large hall.

There were more than a dozen tables in the hall, and each table was surrounded by people.

All around him, gang thugs wearing epaulets were staring at him.

A quick glance revealed no fewer than thirty or forty people.

now.

The room was completely silent.

Suddenly, someone let go of the bowl, and it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, the sound particularly jarring in the quiet hall.