There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

I can't help but want to throw these two people into a nightmare and let them sink into oblivion.

Fearing that she would attract Jiang Mo's attention, the Moon Goddess dared not use any spells at this moment. She could only look at the groping hand that was magnified in front of her with shame and helplessness.

humiliation.

An unbearable humiliation.

For both Dongjun and Yueshen, this was a humiliation they had never experienced before. Even when Jiang Mo reached out and plucked the hair from their foreheads, or when Jiang Mo implanted non-existent memories into them, it was nothing compared to this moment.

After all, that was due to inferior skill, a defeat at the hands of a superior opponent. But these two drunkards before me are simply…

"Snapped!"

The sound of a groping hand being tightly gripped came from behind. Dongjun and Yueshen subconsciously looked at each other, both thinking that the other had lost control and made a move. However, what they saw in each other's eyes was surprise.

And a voice that was familiar to both of them rang in their ears:

"I say, are you two guests already drunk? Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Chapter 34 Don't think you can humiliate me

Having nothing to do today, I'm listening to music at the brothel.

This was Jiang Mo's only thought after winning the contest against Zi Nu, but unexpectedly, the plan failed.

I wonder if it's some kind of curse.

It seems that trouble comes whenever Nongyu plays the zither. Last time it was Liu Yi causing trouble, and this time it's the Mo family.

Zi Nu was utterly astonished upon hearing this news.

The body of the guy who caused trouble last time is barely cold, and the case is still under investigation, yet someone still dares to cause trouble.

The arrival of Mohist disciples was truly a rare occurrence, like the sun rising in the west.

What happened to the promise of "frugality" and "absence of music"? Coming to a place like Zilanxuan, where there is endless singing and extravagance, completely contradicts the ideas advocated by your Mohist school, doesn't it?

Even Zi Nu couldn't resist her interest and wanted to come over and see what was going on.

Jiang Mo was more perceptive; from the few words spoken by the Mo family disciples, who seemed to be tracking members of the Yin-Yang family, he sensed something unusual.

Touching the tight black hair between his fingers, he volunteered.

When Jiang Mo saw the Mo family disciples from afar, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly. Among them, he actually spotted a rather familiar face.

Jing Ke?

This guy is here too. Given his skills and abilities, the person he's going to deal with must be extraordinary.

Is it really Dongjun?

Stroking his slightly taut black hair between his fingers, Jiang Mo did not look around or stop. He strode towards Jing Ke and the others, intending to negotiate with them and stop their current actions.

No matter what, we cannot allow them to search Zilan Pavilion at will.

Yan Lingji and Xiao Bai are here too. If they find out anything, that would be terrible!

I just don't know if the favor I did for Dongjun will still be effective.

As Jiang Mo was pondering this, he noticed two girls surrounded by customers in a corner, and he vaguely sensed a sense of familiarity with them.

But Jiang Mo didn't care.

Although he wasn't familiar with the girls in Zilan Pavilion, he would recognize most of them since he saw them all the time.

As for being cornered by guests.

Hey, this is perfectly normal. She's not some innocent hostess on her first day at work; any girl from Zilanxuan could handle this situation with ease.

If you encounter someone really difficult to deal with, you can secretly poison them to make them unconscious.

Jiang Mo thought to himself as he walked past the Mohist disciples, but he couldn't help but glance back at them.

A look of humiliation and resentment came into view.

Although he hadn't seen the two people's faces clearly, two figures of them fleeing in a disheveled state after their defeat simultaneously popped into Jiang Mo's mind.

One shines like the blazing sun, the other is as serene as the moon.

But their inherent arrogance remains the same.

Just then, the strands of hair wrapped around his fingertips tightened slightly, the pain bringing Jiang Mo back to his senses from his slightly dazed state.

An extremely outrageous guess surfaced in Jiang Mo's mind.

Dongjun and Yueshen not only ended up in Zilan Pavilion, but they were also powerless to resist the harassment of the guests and could only endure the humiliation.

This idea is utterly absurd.

For a moment, Jiang Mo himself couldn't find any logic in it; no matter how he looked at it, it was a plot that could only appear in a script.

But Jiang Mo still moved.

However, with a sudden movement, he returned to the corner of the wall he had just passed and grabbed the restless groping hand.

He then gave a warm and friendly smile.

Just like when I faced Liu Yi.

"You brat, how dare you..."

Men are creatures who care about their image, and they especially cannot accept losing face in front of women. Seeing that he was about to succeed, but was stopped by someone intervening, the already somewhat drunk customer immediately flew into a rage.

With his brows furrowed and eyes raised, he was about to shout out in anger.

When she looked up, she met Jiang Mo's deep eyes, which held no trace of a smile, and she couldn't help but shudder.

The effects of the alcohol wore off almost immediately.

His once flushed face turned deathly pale with fright, and he trembled uncontrollably, his voice shaking.

"Young Master Jiang..."

For the guests who frequented Zilan Pavilion, Jiang Mo was not an unfamiliar person, even though very few people had actually interacted with him. However, the rumors about Jiang Mo and the owner of the pavilion, Zi Nu, were always a topic of conversation.

Especially after what happened with Liu Yi not long ago, the various rumors about Jiang Mo have taken on a more sinister and dangerous tone.

The Left Sima was a renowned and famous figure.

As a result, when he caused trouble at Zilan Pavilion, he not only lost face at Jiang Mo's hands, but also died at the hands of assassins a few days after falling ill in his own residence.

This is nothing short of murder to silence witnesses and eliminate future troubles!

Many people subconsciously made such a connection, and after learning that Han Fei would be in charge of investigating the case, they couldn't help but feel a little schadenfreude.

After all, this Ninth Young Master solved the bizarre case of the ghost soldiers robbing the soldiers' pay.

With his intelligence and wisdom, he will surely uncover the truth of the case. If he upholds the law and arrests Jiang Mo, then everyone will have a chance to comfort the heartbroken Zi Nu, and then...

Hey hey hey.

However, events unfolded in a way that cruelly shattered everyone's expectations.

The Three Wolves Who Cut Their Hair, the Traitor Li Kai, and the Baiyue Treasure: As Han Fei investigates, one taboo matter after another that should never have been touched comes to light.

Even without getting involved, just hearing about the intelligence gathering was enough to make everyone tremble with fear.

For a moment, I didn't even dare to continue following the case of Liu Yi's death, for fear of accidentally hearing something I shouldn't.

What's most chilling upon closer inspection is that Jiang Mo is no longer a suspect.

Despite having a direct conflict with Liu Yi not long ago, he seemed to be one of the most suspicious individuals, yet no one investigated him.

The taboos of the Baiyue people have been unearthed.

Yet no one dared to investigate Jiang Mo.

What does this mean?

It's likely that the seemingly unknown Jiang Mo is actually connected to far more powerful figures than they imagine. The reason they can't find him is simply because they're not high-ranking enough.

Look at Han Fei, he's so polite to Jiang Mo.

The more they imagined it, the more unfathomable Jiang Mo seemed to them.

In reality, there weren't that many entanglements. Han Fei's reason for not investigating Jiang Mo was simple: the clues about the Three Wolves with Broken Hair and the Baiyue Treasure were provided to him by Jiang Mo.

The latter readily admitted that he was indeed present that night.

Dealing with the Moon Goddess of the Yin-Yang School was so exhausting that he had no time to pay attention to Liu Yi's situation.

After verifying the information from multiple sources, Han Fei confirmed Jiang Mo's statement.

Naturally, he would no longer treat him as a suspect and waste his energy investigating him, since the secrets related to the Baiyue treasure were already enough to give him a headache.

Ji Wuye was deliberately trying to drag others into the mess.

However, the one who was ordered to do the job was Mo Ya. Not only did he not put in any effort, but he also used the excuse that the vulture had hidden its identity among the birds to advise Ji Wuye not to get involved in this matter.

There is absolutely no background that makes it so secretive and something to be avoided.

Unfortunately, outsiders don't know this. They only see that Jiang Mo didn't do anything, so they suspect him and avoid him. They can't help but imagine the worst possible scenarios.

So much so that when Jiang Mo appeared, the two drunken guests were almost scared to death.

Only one thought filled my mind:

Oh no, I hope I'm not the next one to be silenced!

The harsh words that had been instinctively uttered softened after only a few words, almost turning into a tearful plea:

"No, we wouldn't dare trouble you, Young Master Jiang. We'll leave, we'll leave ourselves..."

"Yes, yes, I was drunk and acted out of line, I deserve to die. I almost offended two young ladies, please forgive me, Young Master Jiang!"

Before Jiang Mo could say anything, the two of them raised their hands and started slapping each other.

Fearing they wouldn't be able to convey their sincerity in repentance to Jiang Mo, the two brothers, arm in arm, really put in a lot of effort when they slapped each other, turning each other's faces into swollen, pig-like shapes.

Jiang Mo couldn't help but wonder if these two had a long-standing feud, otherwise why would they be so ruthless? The commotion even drew the attention of some of the onlookers who were originally watching the Mo family disciples.

With a slight frown, Jiang Mo moved his feet lightly, blocking the prying eyes behind him.

"Oh, it was just a misunderstanding. Well then, please, my two guests, don't make things difficult for my sisters. Please leave on your own. Is that alright?"

Grabbing their shoulders, Jiang Mo easily turned them around as if he were carrying a kitten.