Chapter 1955: Chapter 1954: Watching the Winds and Clouds with a Smile
"Sir, look at the people over there, they seem to be from the Treasure Pavilion. The fat man leading them is the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, called Ju Tianbao! He’s a cultivator at the Unification Peak!" Bai Yi pointed at a fat man outside the window.
Behind Ju Tianbao stood over a thousand cultivators, the lowest cultivation level was the Divinity Transformation Realm, and the highest was the Unification Peak.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao responded noncommittally.
As if the happenings below had nothing to do with him, enjoying the service of Bai Ling and Bai Yi, the two maids.
"Sir, why aren’t you worried at all?" Bai Ling asked curiously.
"Do I need to worry?" Zhang Xiaohao smiled faintly.
"Sir, we don’t understand, could you explain to us?"
"First, my status is higher than theirs. Though we both belong to the Divine Clan, my innate talent is extraordinary; I am the pride of the heavens within the Divine Clan! While they are merely ordinary members, even possessing the Bi Mu Divine Eye, they don’t even qualify to carry my shoes in my presence! Second, this is the Tianqing Tavern, the property of the City Lord Mansion; even if they had a few more guts, would they dare to mess around here? Third, is a cultivator at the Unification Peak very strong? If they don’t provoke me, fine, but if they dare to disrespect me, I’ll ensure they die without a burial place!" Zhang Xiaohao said as he squinted his eyes.
"The servant believes in the master! If that fat man dares to act recklessly, the master will certainly teach him a hard lesson!" Bai Yi and Bai Ling, the two maids, nodded.
Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand, signaling the two to stop, took out a panda cigarette, squinted his eyes and began to smoke, his playful gaze falling on Bao Lan and Qingyi, the pair of master sisters.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s playful gaze directed at them, Bao Lan and Qingyi were startled and instinctively retreated a few steps back.
"Da... Sir, what do you want?" Bao Lan asked with a hint of panic.
"Come over and massage my back!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded.
After speaking, he simply closed his eyes.
Bao Lan and Qingyi hesitated for a moment. Seeing their hesitation, Bai Yi’s face turned cold, and she snapped.
"Did you not hear the master? Hurry up and come over!" Bai Yi said coldly.
Hearing Bai Yi’s words, Bao Lan and Qingyi dared not disobey, obediently walking over, each on one side, starting to massage Zhang Xiaohao.
Immediately, the unique fragrances of two women penetrated into Zhang Xiaohao’s nostrils.
"Tell me, why are you here? If I remember correctly, the Human Clan is at least one trillion kilometers away from the Bi Mu Divine Race, practically spanning half of the Spirit Realm. With your cultivation levels, traversing those races safely is impossible, not to mention crossing some treacherous regions where neither of you could pass!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
Meanwhile, he was also a bit curious; last time on the Ancient Battlefield, after he saved them one final time, they seemed to vanish from the world. At least on the final stretch, Zhang Xiaohao did not see any trace of the two girls, but after a brief separation, they appeared here.
If not for coincidentally meeting him today, with the traits of the Bi Mu Divine Race, the two girls would have certainly faced certain death!
Moreover, considering the appearances of the pair of sisters, they would likely become toys in the hands of some ill-intentioned individuals, with life and death, as well as other fates, controlled by others.
Upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s question, Bao Lan and Qingyi exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of panic in the other’s eyes. They hadn’t expected that Zhang Xiaohao would start by asking this.
Fortunately, they had already prepared for this, even if Zhang Xiaohao asked directly, feeling confident.
At once, Bao Lan prepared to speak and share the story they had previously agreed upon.
"I want the truth. Don’t give me tales about encountering a spatial storm or desert storm or other natural disasters, then waking up in the Bi Mu Divine Race randomly and getting captured by that fellow freely!" Zhang Xiaohao said lazily.
"Ah!" Bao Lan and Qingyi were clearly startled by Zhang Xiaohao’s words, a touch of panic laced their eyes, even their hand movements became chaotic momentarily.
"What’s the matter, do you two refuse?" Zhang Xiaohao’s tone carried a chill.
"You brats just want to conceal, huh? Well then, we’ll use Soul Search!" Bai Yi snapped coldly.
"No!!!" Seeing Bai Yi about to search their souls, Bao Lan and Qingyi exclaimed in terror.
"Alright, there’s nothing left for you two here. Go guard outside, don’t let anyone disturb me!" Zhang Xiaohao casually instructed.
"Yes, Sir!" Bai Yi and Bai Ling, the two maids, replied respectfully, then turned to leave.
After they exited, Bao Lan and Qingyi exchanged a glance, then Bao Lan spoke up.
"Sir, it’s like this..."
Seeing there’s no way out, Bai Yi resigned herself to narrating truthfully, recounting how the two entered the Ancient Battlefield and subsequently escaped, detailing the various happenings. Of course, much of it was fabricated, such as Zhang Xiaohao saving them multiple times, which was notably omitted by the pair.
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It was quite lively outside the Tianqing Tavern at the moment, with a large crowd gathered to watch.
People from both the Treasure Pavilion and the Qingyi Building faced off at the Tianqing Tavern, though both groups were tactful. There might be a stalemate, but no one dared act in front of the Tavern.
Unless of a certain status, recklessly trampling the place could result in steep consequences.
"Qingyi Hong! Your Qingyi Building is quite bold, daring to touch people from the Treasure Pavilion; you’re courting death!" Ju Tianbao said ominously, his face darkening as a murderous aura surged.
"Shut your filthy mouth! What are you worth? Not to mention a mere half-step Refining Void, even you, I can deal with at will. What can you do about it?" Qingyi Hong said disdainfully.
"You bastard! Qingyi Hong, you’re too arrogant! If you have the guts, let’s draw lines and have a good fight!" Ju Tianbao coldly retorted.
"Hah! Do you think I’m afraid of you? Trash like you, even if another thirty or fifty come, I’d slap you dead with one hand!" Qingyi Hong scoffed.
"Is that so? I’d love to see how you plan to slap me to death with one hand!" Ju Tianbao’s face darkened even more.
