The Journey of Freedom After the Awakening of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

Moria then realized that he seemed to smell money; the clothes and the service must have been very expensive.

No wonder that little servant's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that he was there to buy clothes; he must have seen that fat customer had arrived.

After a short while, Moria turned around and, under the watchful eyes of three girls who looked at him with resentment but remained unmoved, his body dimensions, such as the width of his shoulders, were measured by the three girls with white lines.

After taking the measurements, they will tie knots at both ends of the white thread to prevent mistakes when choosing clothes later.

After taking the measurements, the three girls didn't keep Moria waiting long. They went out for a short while and then returned with a group of people, carrying four cross-shaped clothes hangers and hanging clothes inside the private room.

"These are all the latest styles in our store. Which one would you like to choose, young master?"

Sven, standing to the side, acted as Moria's personal butler, asking him questions.

All four pieces of clothing are sets, including trousers and boots.

One white, one black, one light blue, and one light yellow.

First, yellow is out; Moria doesn't like it.

Secondly, the white outfit with light blue accents looks quite elegant and sophisticated, so it's a good choice.

Finally, I also bought the black outfit with gold trim, which was cool and domineering, somewhat similar to what Wei Zhuang wore during this period. I plan to take a look at it again when I get to Xinzheng.

After all, it's embarrassing for whoever looks worse when wearing the same outfit. Wei Zhuang's cold and domineering aura is perfectly captured, and Moria is a little worried that he can't beat him.

As for the light blue one, I'll take it too. I don't like it, but I don't hate it either. I can wear it in rotation; it might be nice.

"I want everything except this one!"

Moria didn't waste any words or haggle; he bought them directly, and even bought five sets.

"Alright, I'll bring it to you right away, young master!"

Xiao Si laughed so hard his eyes almost disappeared, and he quickly ordered someone to bring the clothes.

After the clothes were brought over, Xiao Si glanced at the three young and beautiful girls, winked at Moria, and hinted, "Young master, beautiful women are like clothes. You can change them as many times as you like. If you like any, you can pay extra to take them home!"

After saying that, Xiao Si walked out with a smile and considerately closed the door to the private room.

Three young girls blushed and said sweetly, "Young master, please change your clothes!"

As they spoke, the three of them started rummaging through Moria's body.

"Don't overthink it, I'm in a hurry to get going, so I'll change my clothes!"

"Feelings aren't about girls, they're about young ladies! Not only can you 'lubricate' them, you can 'redeem' them too." However, Moria still refused with a righteous expression. After all, Jing Ni was still waiting for his breakfast. More than an hour had passed, and if he "lubricated" the young lady again, breakfast would become lunch, and Jing Ni might think he had just left.

"Understood, young master!"

The three young women secretly felt sorry upon hearing this. Moria's good looks had captivated them, and they didn't expect to be taken away, but they would be willing to have a night of pleasure with him.

A while later.

The three young women retreated, their eyes burning with desire. Moria, wearing the white suit, walked to the long, upright mirror, looked at his reflection, and fell silent for a moment.

The person in the mirror was dressed in white, with a tall and straight figure, handsome features, dashing appearance, and elegant demeanor. He was so handsome that he was beyond reproach.

"Young master is so handsome!!"

Behind him, three young girls, their pretty faces flushed, stared at Moria's retreating figure, their eyes momentarily infatuated, their minds lost in their own fantasies.

Since we can't enjoy a single night of pleasure in reality, let's drag the young master into a lifetime of debauchery in our fantasies.

Moria walked out of the private room with clothes neatly folded and tied with thin rope, while the three young women were still lost in their pink fantasy.

"So fast!!"

"Is it useless?!"

Little S, who had been waiting at the end of the corridor, glanced down instinctively when he saw Moria come out, then immediately looked away, a smile on his face, and went to greet him.

"Let's go, check out!"

Moria didn't see the ill-intentioned look in Scissors' eyes. He went down to the first floor and went to what looked like a counter to pay.

Ten gold coins!!

Moria walked out of the store, still thinking about it. It was really expensive. In modern times, ten gold coins would be worth more than two hundred thousand.

So far, I've bought fifteen sets of clothes, each costing an average of over ten thousand to twenty thousand yuan.

It can only be said that cloth was indeed a luxury item in ancient times, especially good cloth, which was truly worth a fortune.

Back on the hill.

After taking out breakfast pastries, Jingni ate them, and the three of them set off again for the stronghold they had planned to visit.

Moria wasn't planning to go to South Korea right now. He intended to find a place to lie low for a month or two, improve his abilities and strength to their current maximum, and then go to Xinzheng, South Korea.

Although my memory is somewhat hazy, there are quite a few strong people in Xinzheng, South Korea. If they weren't strong enough, especially with Jing Ni and Xiao Yan'er around, it would be difficult to keep up with them all.

However, unexpected events always change people's original choices.

Let's go back a little further.

Just as Moria stepped out of the Sue's Cloth Shop, the clothes and shoes he had taken off were taken to a small room in the backyard that was used to recycle old clothes and shoes.

The man in charge of sorting through these old clothes and shoes was an ordinary-looking man, the kind of family man who came here to make a living and just wanted to get by without any major disasters or illnesses.

This man, upon seeing the faint black lines along the edge of Moria's shoes—lines barely visible unless you look closely—seemed to have a long-forgotten memory activated, and his gaze began to shift to something extraordinary.

"This is"

The man quickly stopped talking, looked around, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he couldn't just casually utter the words "Net of Heaven."

Although he didn't say it aloud, the man already knew in his heart that these were the standard shoes of the Luo Wang assassins.

"This shouldn't be here!" the man thought as he picked up the shoe.

Unless they die and someone takes their clothes, no assassin from the Luo Wang organization would buy clothes from a cloth shop and leave behind their old clothes and shoes.

The man picked up the clothes and examined them carefully, thinking to himself, "The clothes have been altered, but you can still see some resemblance to the net."

Since there's something unusual, let's report it. The man got up and left.

The Net has woven a vast intelligence web across the seven kingdoms. People like Hanzi are the intersections on this web, passively collecting and uploading intelligence at fixed points, without taking the initiative to collect it themselves.

Sometimes, these people may never report a single piece of valuable intelligence to the Luo Wang (a spy network) in their entire lives.

But their existence is indeed necessary, and they are useful in critical moments.

To Moria's surprise, the shoes of the Luo Wang organization had a special code. And coincidentally, the person in charge of sorting the old clothes was a Luo Wang spy who basically never moved from his post. Moria had run into him.

It can only be said that the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) truly lives up to its reputation as a massive organization that spans the seven kingdoms and strikes fear into the hearts of all; it certainly has its own methods.

That evening.

A top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization, wearing a ghost-face mask, sought out the man tidying up old clothes to learn more.

The man seemed quite surprised that the people from Luo Wang arrived so quickly, and somewhat suspected that they might be imposters.

However, the assassins from the Luo Wang organization arrived quickly and, upon receiving the code, the man readily revealed everything.

After obtaining information from the man, the assassin from Luo Wang quickly determined that the shoes belonged to Moria, but he did not know whether Moria was dead or alive.

But it doesn't matter, whether he died or not, it must be related to Jing Ni.

The assassins from the Luo Wang organization, through a series of methods, questioned the city gate guards and some people who specialized in collecting rumors overnight, and quickly found out Moria's movements in the city and his final destination.

"The clothes and a lot of bowls and chopsticks indicate that it wasn't just one person, so the probability of it being with Jing Ni is very high."

On the city wall, the Luo Wang assassins, based on the intelligence they had, were basically certain that Moria, the surviving Luo Wang assassin, had betrayed them and might even be entangled with Jing Ni.

Without hesitation, he quickly spread the news and contacted the several Luo Wang assassins who had joined him in the hunt for Jing Ni, and together they went to search and pursue Moria in the direction he had left.

The reason he arrived in this city so quickly was because they were already in this area, searching for Jing Ni, and had the right to obtain information about any unusual discoveries made by the Luo Wang in the surrounding area. So as soon as he received information about the unusual Luo Wang shoes, he rushed over.

Two days later.

In the afternoon, the sky was overcast, but it didn't rain.

In a small grove of trees, Moriah and Jingni rode together on black horses, with Moriah behind and Jingni in front.

After the unexpected incident in the train carriage that night, Jingni seemed to have gotten used to Moria's intimate contact.

She was an assassin, and once she accepted the identity of Madame Moria, whether to repay a debt of gratitude or to keep a promise, she seemed to get into character very quickly.

So now Moria is with his arms wrapped around Jingni's waist, their bodies pressed together, riding a black horse and strolling along a forest path.

They avoided the official road to minimize their chances of being tracked down by the police.

Unfortunately, Moria had already revealed his whereabouts.

They hadn't walked far along the forest path when a Shadow Sparrow flew down from the sky, landed on Moria's shoulder, chirped a few times, and turned its head around.

Moriah certainly didn't understand, but he got the gist: they were being chased and surrounded.

"Someone's surrounding us. There must be quite a few of them. We don't know if they're friend or foe. Should we run away immediately or wait?"

If they escape immediately, Moria can use his shadow to carry them into the sky, and no one will be able to catch them.

As they spoke, Moriah and Silent Feather dismounted, and then he put the black horse into his shadow space.

"Let's wait and see. It's not worth it for my husband to reveal his abilities now, and it's not good for him either."

Jingni handed Xiaoyan'er to Moria, feeling that Moria's abilities were being wasted here.

Moreover, Moriah's abilities are unique, and Jingni is somewhat afraid that if they are exposed too early, it will attract the Yin Yang School, making their situation even more difficult.

"Row!"

Moria took Xiaoyan'er, unsure of what to say. He wasn't too worried; in this world, if he wanted to escape, no one could stop him.

"If we encounter a strong enemy later, I'll hold them off while you take Yan'er and leave first."

Jingni drew her longsword and looked at Moria, giving him instructions.

Moriah nodded in agreement. As for what to do then, whether to escape or something else, it would depend on the situation.

Not long after.

The presence of twenty-six people appeared in Moria's Observation Haki perception, and they were heading towards him.

Judging from the strength of their auras, compared to the three assassins he turned into shadow servants, five out of the twenty-six people were at the "killer" level.

Chapter 209 That's it... (Two chapters combined)

"It must be the Net!"