Villains: Starting with the Landlady

"Sir, won't you let me come in and have a seat?"

Pei Xiayan saw Ling Yun standing at the door and asked softly.

Unexpectedly, what awaited her was not a passionate embrace, but rather, with a flash of white light, Mo Bai's hand was placed on her snow-white neck.

"Don't make a sound, come in slowly!"

Ling Yun held the long sword, showing no signs of being blinded by lust; on the contrary, he remained unusually calm.

Pei Xiayan immediately raised her hands, her face showing a tearful expression, looking just like an innocent girl.

After she and Lingyun entered the house, Lingyun bolted the door, then silently put away the ink white, walked to the table, lit the candles, and illuminated the room.

"Not bad, they found me accurately tonight."

Pei Xiayan's expression changed slightly, but she quickly smiled and said, "Master, I don't know what you mean."

"Your main job is not bad, but your skills in disguising yourself as a prostitute need improvement." Ling Yun toyed with the black ink in his hand. "Speak, what does the Han Alliance want with me so late?"

Pei Xiayan stared at Ling Yun for a moment, then changed her expression. She was no longer the slightly seductive and alluring woman she had been before, but instead showed a graceful and dignified side, and bowed to Ling Yun.

“Mr. Ling, please forgive me for coming to investigate in the middle of the night… This matter is far too important. Although Protector Park has already witnessed your abilities and has been promoting them internally, as the leader of the Han Alliance, I still have to come and find out the truth.”

"I never expected the leader of the Han Alliance to be so young, and a woman at that?" Ling Yun was greatly surprised.

"Sir, within the Han Alliance, we only consider ability, not gender or appearance; the capable are chosen."

“That’s right.” Ling Yun rested his chin on his hand. “So, is your probing over? It’s getting late.”

"I came here tonight only to see what you look like and what your stance is... Sir, if things go well here, our Han Alliance is willing to give you ten thousand taels of silver, and there will be someone to take you south. This money is enough for you to live a peaceful life, and when our Han people rebuild the country, you will receive additional rewards."

Hearing the empty promise she made to him, Ling Yun remained noncommittal and instead got up and sat back on the bed.

"Does the sir think the reward is too low?" Pei Xiayan guessed Ling Yun's thoughts, and after thinking for a moment, she bit her lip. "If the sir feels it is not enough, I can add another three thousand taels of silver, but this is the limit that our Han Alliance can offer!"

"Finished?"

Pei Xiayan was taken aback, then slowly nodded.

"Come on over now that you've finished talking." Ling Yun patted the bed. "You said it's five taels a night, so deduct that from my payment!"

Chapter 134 Cooked Duck

"Sir, you must be joking!"

After a moment of surprise, Pei Xiayan frowned slightly and said, "What I said just now was just something I made up to test you, sir."

“I don’t need any silver notes; they’re just worthless paper to me.” Ling Yun sized up her figure. With the aid of “X-ray vision,” every part of her body was completely exposed, which made him nod in satisfaction.

He truly treated this place like a game world; all the rules here were meaningless to him, and being able to relax was a great comfort.

With such a beautiful and highly regarded woman in front of me, it wouldn't be unreasonable to try and win her favor.

"The night is long, Miss Pei, please come in."

Pei Xiayan had a smile on her face, but her gaze was cold, and her slender hand slowly reached towards her waist.

"Mr. Ling, do you really want me to serve you in bed?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. As the leader of the Han Alliance, how can Miss Pei treat her words so lightly?"

Pei Xiayan walked a short distance away from him and said calmly, "Then please show us your abilities, sir!"

After saying that, she immediately drew several throwing knives from behind her and shot them toward Ling Yun!

Ling Yun almost instantly discerned the trajectory of the throwing knives. If he remained still, the knives would only pin the hem of his clothes to the ground without causing him any damage.

But he wasn't one to sit idly by and wait for his fate. Mo Bai drew his sword, deflecting the flying knives with a few clangs. Then, he lightly touched his toes to the ground, his figure transforming into a phantom as he headed towards Pei Xiayan.

Pei Xiayan was also taken aback, not expecting Ling Yun's strength to be several levels more terrifying than she had anticipated! She quickly grabbed her belt and turned it into a long whip to lash out at Ling Yun.

The young man grabbed her with one hand and then gently pulled her. Pei Xiayan lost her balance and fell directly into his arms.

"Miss Pei, though you say no, your body certainly doesn't," Ling Yun said with a smile, his arm around her slender waist. "Miss Pei, what kind of sachet are you wearing?"

"Ling Yun!"

Pei Xiayan was both ashamed and angry. Just as she was about to retaliate, Ling Yun flicked his sleeve and extinguished the candle. In the relatively dark room, Pei Xiayan couldn't see Ling Yun's figure clearly, but he could see her clearly.

Pei Xiayan was now unable to run away or fight back, so she let out a fierce shout and attacked with a desperate palm strike.

However, Ling Yun broke through her attack in no time. With his X-ray vision, it didn't matter to Ling Yun whether the candles were lit or not.

Her voice trembled as she said, "Mr. Ling, I thought you were a man of principle..."

"Righteousness? Sorry, I'm the real villain!"

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[Congratulations, Master, on successfully establishing a communication bridge with a 95-point beauty! The three women, Ling Yaxuan, are rewarded with an increase in combat power, currently at B-!]

In the latter half of the night, Pei Xiayan carefully examined the young man by the faint moonlight, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She never expected tonight to end like this. At first, she thought he was a gentleman, but he turned out to be very frivolous. When they got down to business, her feelings for him improved, only to find out that he was just a lecher.

In today's society, a woman has lost her most important asset: chastity. In addition, she does have a hidden affection for Lingyun, which makes it impossible for her to do anything to the sleeping Lingyun.

“Lingyun… I don’t even know if that’s your real name.”

Pei Xiayan threw back the covers and murmured, "This ointment is truly miraculous. It healed the injuries so quickly. If our Han Alliance had this kind of ointment, it would probably reduce a lot of casualties."

She looked at Ling Yun, whose breathing was steady, sighed, and finally jumped out of the window and drifted away.

After she left, Ling Yun opened her eyes, looked at the stain on the bed sheet, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

However, such indulgence needs to be restrained; otherwise, if one allows their dark side to expand infinitely, they don't know what they might end up doing.

"Nana, can I take Pei Xiayan out with me?"

【Dear Master, not yet! But as you grow stronger, you can bring them all back to your main world!】

"I understand."

Ling Yun touched the still-warm sheets beside him, pulled the covers up, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, after having breakfast, he went to the lakeside. As a major tourist attraction in Huzhou, the Slender Lake is quite famous, and the weeping willows on both banks are named "Yang" because of a certain emperor.

As Lingyun rowed his boat on the lake, he listened to the boatman's songs and shook the fan he had just bought.

A gentle breeze blew by, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. This antique charm was something that the bustling modern city couldn't provide, and only here could he have such an immersive experience.

On a large ship not far from him, a woman leaned against the cabin, watched him for a long time, and then silently went into the cabin.

Inside the cabin sat three companions: an elderly man, a middle-aged man, and a tall, thin young man. Without exception, none of them had a braid at the back of their heads.

"Alliance Leader Pei, what has Mr. Ling done?"

"No." The woman gracefully sat down and poured herself a cup of tea. "He was just traveling and seemed... very carefree."

"Carefree? I can only say, as expected of Mr. Ling." Park In-meng smiled helplessly.

"Alliance Leader, is Mr. Ling's martial arts truly superb?" The old man asked the most crucial question with eyes like an eagle.

"That's right, I'm no match for him at all. I'm afraid we've all underestimated his abilities."

The old man and the other tall, thin young man were quite surprised to hear Pei Xiayan's words.

"Then, why is there no rumor about such a powerful figure in the martial arts world?"

Chapter 135 Is it a wolf or a dog?

"Then, why is there no rumor about such a powerful figure in the martial arts world?"

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads, feeling that Ling Yun seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and that his identity was extremely mysterious.

“There are many extraordinary people and events in this world. There are probably quite a few people like Mr. Ling, but they are not often in our sight. People with his strength probably don’t care about worldly fame and only want to travel and experience life.”

The tall, thin young man offered his insights, which were unanimously praised by the other three.

Do you think it's possible that this is the case?

As Ling Yun's number one fan, Park In-meng picked up his teacup: "Our Han Alliance follows the laws of nature, so even the heavens sent Mr. Ling, who has lived deep in the mountains, to help us? And when he first appeared, he seemed to know nothing about braids, and it was with my help that he managed to cover it up."

"So, does that mean the lineage he came from has been living in seclusion for hundreds of years?"

“Perhaps.” Pei Xiayan thought of what happened last night, her ears burning slightly. “But none of that matters. As long as he cares about the Han people and is willing to stand up for the Han people who are suffering in the world, that’s enough.”

During their conversation, a white dove fell from the sky. Upon hearing the familiar sound, Pei Xiayan immediately went out of the cabin, took out the secret letter sealed with beeswax from the dove's leg, and released the dove.

She quickly went into the cabin and unfolded the secret letter.

"Alliance Leader, what is it?"

After reading it, Pei Xiayan glanced at everyone with a serious expression: "That dog emperor will arrive in Huzhou tonight!"

As evening approached, Ling Yun grew tired of playing and couldn't help but miss Qi Jingjing and the others. It would have been so much more fun to have a beautiful woman by his side, instead of being all alone. Thinking about it, he recalled the feeling he had with Pei Xiayan the previous night. He had to admit, the sensations of a martial artist were exceptionally wonderful; he would definitely make love to her a few more times before returning home.

"Mr. Ling!"

A panting Park In-meng appeared behind him. Ling Yun unfolded his folding fan and waved it: "What is it?"

"The Tartar emperor has appeared!"

Ling Yun followed Park In-meng to a restaurant. Once inside, he saw three people by the window.

Although dressed plainly, Ling Yun recognized him as his mission target at a glance.

With his back to him stood a burly man, about 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than him. Facing him were two men: one with a thin, pockmarked face, yet exuding an air of nobility; the other, a middle-aged man, pale and somewhat effeminate, clearly belonging to a special profession within the palace.

It seems the intelligence hasn't changed; all three have arrived without missing a single one.

"Mr. Ling, over here!"

He merely glanced at it briefly, but Park In-myung, worried that looking at it for too long would alert the enemy, pulled Ling Yun to a table next to them.

"Miss Pei, we meet again."

Ling Yun smiled and sat down next to her. After he sat down, he could clearly feel the woman next to him breathing heavily. She even wanted to move aside, but he held her hand.

Pei Xiayan stiffened, but dared not make too much noise lest she be discovered by the three protectors.

“Mr. Ling, this is our ‘Eagle Claw Hand’ Gu Protector!” Park In-meng introduced the old man to Ling Yun, and the young man smiled and nodded in greeting to the old man.

"This is our Protector Liu, who is skilled in leg techniques!"

Ling Yun held Pei Xia Yan's small hand under the table, glanced at the three protectors, but didn't care.

These people combined probably wouldn't be enough to handle the burly men at the Tartar table by themselves. However, this was an assassination attempt, not a direct confrontation. They were all just mortals, and those who were destined to die from a few flying knives would still die.

Not to mention that the people at the two tables had different thoughts, a yellow dog suddenly walked in through the door.

A group of people at a table near the entrance saw how cute the dog was and tossed it a bone, which the dog quickly ate while wagging its tail.

"I say, is this a wolf or a dog?" One of the fat men at the table near the door suddenly asked with a smile.

"It's a wolf. Didn't you see its tail is drooping?"

"Come on, dogs have such short muzzles, while wolves have very pointed muzzles, so this is a dog!"

The argument at this table quickly attracted the attention of Ling Yun and the Emperor's table, and everyone looked at the yellow dog in the conversation with smiles.

"Tsk, some people can't even tell the difference between a wolf and a dog. Pathetic, pathetic!"

Ling Yun's sudden words stunned everyone, and they all turned their attention to him, including the emperor.

"Hey, young man, so you're saying you know a lot?"

Ignoring the frantic pleas from the other four, Ling Yun stood up arrogantly and waved his fan: "It's simple, just look at the colors. Our native dogs are yellow, while coyotes are mostly gray. So, gray ones are wolves, and yellow ones are dogs! Remember, yellow ones are dogs!"

This one sentence was enough to trigger a collective silence; everyone in the restaurant fell completely silent.

"Oh dear, sir, please, don't say such things!" The shopkeeper was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and his legs went weak!

"Dog thief!"

A furious shout, accompanied by the sound of a hand slamming on the table, rang out. The burly man at the emperor's table stood up, his imposing figure like a mountain. His eyes widened in fury as he glared fiercely at Ling Yun: "You treacherous dog, are you really courting death?!"

The pockmarked young man didn't say much, but watched the situation unfold.

"Am I courting death?" Ling Yun asked in surprise, retracting his folding fan and tapping it in his palm. "I said, brave warrior, I was just discussing dogs. What did you think I was talking about?"