Chapter 149: Chapter 145: Family
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Tang Luo felt a sense of accomplishment as he looked at Xu Lao’s shocked face. Lifting himself on tiptoes, he patted Xu Lao’s shoulder and said, “Therefore, I’ll skip visiting the fireworks. Enjoy yourself.”
After saying this, Tang Luo turned around to leave, but was pulled back by Xu Lao before he could take two steps.
“Cous—in!” the flattering call rang in his ears, causing Tang Luo’s hair to stand on end.
Reluctantly turning around, he saw a smiling face full of obsequiousness.
“Hehe~” Xu Lao rubbed his hands together, grinning amiably.
Tang Luo slapped his face, staring at the man. Who could recognize him as a nobleman from the sacred lineage? He was nothing more than a scoundrel driven by his lust.
“I was thinking???? ” Xu Lao began shyly, seeming a bit embarrassed.
“Don’t even try,” Tang Luo said with a crossed arm, his tall stature restraining the other man with a palpable aura.
The nobleman’s face fell instantly because of the interruption, but he asked resiliently, “Why not?”
“Can you take them away?” Tang Luo asked blandly.
Xu Lao’s face became serious as he thought about it, but he still didn’t give up.
He asked with a flattering tone, “Just a peek?”
Tang Luo shook his head, conveying that he shouldn’t make an appearance. Frankly speaking, when the women of Yue Shi Fang had to choose between entering a brothel and being taken into the room of the Tang Clan’s patriarch or young master, most people would choose the latter.
These girls had fixed prices, and being a member of the Tang Clan wouldn’t earn you discounts. The price for each girl ranged from several hundred thousand to millions of gold coins. Even for a branch leader, this was a large amount of money to pay, indicating that he really liked that girl and wouldn’t mistreat her once taken home.
Most of the Tang Clan’s branch leaders were martial artists who ascended from the ordinary, possessing considerable assets. For these women who had been wandering since their childhood, or sold to Yue Shi Fang by their parents, being taken as a concubine at a moment of perfection was already a splendid fate.
The rest of the women were not so lucky. They would be sent to brothels to create value for the Tang Clan.
Even if they had received training to please men since childhood, how many of them would willingly become prostitutes? Their greatest wish was to be redeemed and married off as wives. But throughout history, how many people have been willing to do this?
However, there were also romantic men who came to the brothel in a grand bridal sedan to marry the bride. At that time, the other women in the brothel celebrated as if it were a festival, happy for their sister who was able to escape the bitterness. They would apply powder to their faces and put on red scarves, showing a festive look as they escorted the bride to the bridal sedan.
Whenever this happened, the whole city would gather at the door of the brothel to watch the excitement. When the bridal sedan began to move, those beautiful women in the brothel would pick up brushes, brooms, and rags, following the sedan to clean the ground with their whole strength until their hands bled.
This was to wash away the past of the bride, as they too hoped for the day they could be redeemed and leave this place to become a valid wife.
The girls of Yue Shi Fang, most of them became homeless, or were sold by their families because they couldn’t afford to feed them, while others lost their family and were captured and sold to a brothel. They were truly pitiable creatures.
Xu Lao understood the meaning of Tang Luo’s words and was full of emotion.
He regretted not seeing the true beauty of Xiling, and his cousin would not accompany him to play, which was another regret!
The lonely Xu Lao planned to drink alone in a high-rise building, accompanied by ten or eight girls, to spend this regret-filled night.
The tall swordsman walked alone towards the door, his long back looking particularly lonely.
“Click, click”
In the quiet courtyard, two staggering footsteps extended in the same direction. Xu Lao was surprised to see Tang Luo beside him.
“Have you changed your mind?”
Tang Luo said indifferently, “Don’t misunderstand. I’m going back to the
Martial Hall.”
South City’s Lord Residence
Compared to the outstanding Mi Shen, the title of Young Master given to Mi Hou had little to do with his martial abilities.
The title of ‘Lord’ was just a sign of respect for his noble birth and recognition of his talents.
For civilians, Xiling might be a city full of peace and opportunities, but they needed to work hard to achieve a prosperous life.
However, hundreds of years of peace in Xiling had created a large number of wealthy people. If the lifelong struggle of a common man was to achieve a higher standard of living, then these people were born at that endpoint.
They no longer saw martial arts as the only path in life, but took an interest in other areas. Such as chess, painting, dog fighting, treasure collecting.
The two most famous playboys in Xiling were North Zheng and South Hou.
Xiao Zheng, the son of the Xiao Family in the north, and Mi Hou, the son of the Mi Clan in the south, were the two people who had truly pushed the art of playing to its peak.
A noble birth indeed greatly supplemented one’s vision and taste. A child raised in a pile of treasure could easily distinguish the quality of the material.
However, the cost of playing was extremely high. Even with some assets under one’s name, expenses could easily exceed income. Thus, creating more sources of income became crucial for these people.
Li Shao Yuan and Ding Gaolang were the most trusted advisors and warriors of Mi Hou.
The idea of secretly controlling the Righteous Gang also came from Li Shao Yuan. At that time, Mi Hou fully agreed because he had never thought that controlling a group of beggars and rogues, coupled with some underworld methods, could accumulate such a fortune. Within two short years, nearly ten million gold coins was added to his account, just barely maintaining the extravagant lifestyle of the lord’s house.
Although the Righteous Gang had brought him so many benefits, Mi Hou knew clearly that if this relationship was revealed, it would undoubtedly become a scandal for the Mi Clan and would affect the position of the Mi Clan’s patriarch. Wind Media reported no sightings of Gong Zheng, who should have been thrown into the abyss, at the Fox Immortal Temple, only Huai Chenghua with his throat slit. Mi Hou, who had originally planned to destroy the body to conceal the evidence, was restless like an ant on a hot pan.
“Search! Gong Zheng must be found as soon as possible, we cannot let Tang Luo find him first,” Mi Hou commanded Li Shao Yuan with bloodshot eyes.
Li Shao Yuan reassured the anxious Mi Hou, “My Lord, do not worry, even if Gong Zheng is captured by Tang Luo, he won’t betray you.” “Why do you say that?” Mi Hou didn’t believe that Gong Zheng would be so loyal. He was just a gang leader, how much spine could he have to withstand the Tang Clan’s punishment?
Li Shao Yuan chuckled and said, “When Jinglong returned, I had already sent people to Gong Zheng’s home to take his wife and children.”
Mi Hou’s face brightened up, “Really?”
-How dare I deceive you, my lord, the family of Gong Zheng is now held in the dark room.”
Mi Hou laughed heartily, “In that case, I am relieved!”
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