Chapter 108

The man in the bamboo shirt rushed towards the players with his teeth bared: "Shut up! Shut up!" Don't talk about things that others haven't had time to do yet, you bastard!

"Oh, I got so angry when my mind was pointed out."

"That's right."

"Ouch, someone's being arrested!"

With their masks still on, several players showed no sign of restraining themselves, circling the table in a game of chase with the bamboo-shirted man. The players' attitudes constantly fluctuated between cherishing their lives and risking their lives. After deciding to commit suicide, they would become increasingly gleeful, and this situation was exacerbated when they were masked.

"Shut up! Shut up!" The man in bamboo shirt was so angry that he chased after him, waving his fists. While walking around the table, he did not forget to wave his fists at Bei Qiao in the chaos: Look at my face-breaking punch!

Bei Qiao casually blocked the opponent's attack with one hand: Well, it seems that this person not only has bad character, but also has poor strength.

Seeing the chase and running in the Chamber of Commerce, passersby stopped outside the door and peeked in. After being glared at by the Songling Sect members, they withdrew their heads in embarrassment, turned around and pretended to be just passing by. After passing the intersection, they quickly turned back and pretended to pass by the door again, secretly watching the excitement from the corner of their eyes. They were extremely busy.

The natives sitting in the Chamber of Commerce were in a better situation than them, but they were also quite busy. Aside from the nimble Bei Qiao, who remained firmly seated, the others had been forced into corners by the swarming crowd. The natives weren't as bold as the players; facing armed guilders, they were always wary of their lives. However, they would continue to watch the excitement, watching for a while longer before the perpetrators resorted to verbal or physical action to drive them away.

Faced with the bamboo-shirted man's pursuit and ambush, the fellow Songling sect members chose to ignore him. He wasn't capable of killing anyone with his mediocre skills; at best, he could only severely injure them. So, they didn't bother to care, or even watch. Of course, they wouldn't compensate him.

They ignored it, and the Chamber of Commerce staff didn't intervene. Pulling out a handkerchief from under the table, the staff member slowly wiped the clean counter once more, watching the commotion as he wiped. When someone noticed, he immediately lowered his head and pretended to be working.

"Since your sect is so insincere, let's not make this deal." The eldest sister among the masked women raised her sword-wielding arm and pushed back the angry sisters: "Let's go."

When the man in the bamboo shirt had spoken rudely before, no one had intervened. Now, he was chasing and attacking others, and still hadn't been punished. It was clear from this that the Songling Sect's attitude was indifferent, and they didn't even care that they saw their indifference. While the Songling Sect and their Qiuhua Sect had a good relationship, that was a generation ago. With the growth of the Songling Sect and the passing of the previous generation, this friendship had quickly faded, and now it was barely maintained.

"Let's go! You don't think we'll keep you here, do you?" The man in the bamboo shirt, who was a little tired of running, stopped and leaned on the table with one hand, panting heavily. "If you weren't so beautiful, we wouldn't..."

"Alright, shut up." Before the man in the bamboo shirt could finish, the Songling Sect's senior brother, leading the group, swiftly kicked him to the ground. While their stance on the Qiuhua Sect had been made clear, they still had to maintain their public image and avoid giving the impression of impulsiveness. Their public image was that of a reputable and upright sect, so there were certain things they couldn't say publicly, even if they were facts everyone knew.

Hiss, that looks painful... Several players who were originally escaping happily looked at each other and quickly turned around and ran towards the basement: He who knows the times is a hero, this person is obviously not a rookie, and cannot be provoked casually.

The action has begun. We can't stay here for long... The natives who were gathered in the corner to watch the excitement pressed close to the wall and tiptoed out of the Chamber of Commerce.

Staff: You are lucky today. The tables and chairs are not damaged, so your deposit will not be deducted.

The Qiuhua Sect's senior sister clenched her hands slightly in her sleeves, but she didn't stop. As she led the group past Beiqiao, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes expressing her apology for causing him trouble. Before she looked away, she accidentally glanced at Beiqiao's collar, and her almond-shaped eyes, unobstructed by her veil, widened instantly: A girl?

Did you see that? Bei Qiao smiled faintly at the senior sister of Qiuhua Sect.

"What are you laughing at?!" Seeing Bei Qiao and the senior sister looking at each other, the man in the bamboo shirt jumped up from the ground: "A single man and a single woman, flirting with each other, you are simply..."

"A single man and a single woman?" Bei Qiao slowly repeated the four words, raised his eyebrows and looked at the people from Songling Sect: "How are they single?" There are not many, right?

"What do you mean by flirting? Do you even know how to speak?" The little sister angrily thrashed in the arms of the senior sister: "Senior sister, let me go!"

"Be good and don't make trouble."

Although the bamboo-shirted man jumped around fiercely, in the end, no one came to blows. The Songling Sect allowed the bamboo-shirted man to jump around, simply to maintain their image and to convey their stance to the Qiuhua Sect. But when it came time to fight, they absolutely would not let the bamboo-shirted man take the fight, because his skills were so poor that he couldn't even beat a goose in the kitchen.

After carrying the bamboo-shirted man, who was too exhausted to stand, back to the group, the Songling Sect's eldest brother glanced at Bei Qiao nonchalantly, his gaze sweeping across the fan in her hand, but ultimately refrained from attacking her. As the Songling Sect's eldest disciple, he had handled external affairs for several years, and while others might not recognize certain things, he certainly would.

The eldest brother of Songling Sect: No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out he has a backer!

Bei Qiao: Smart people tend to overthink things. I’m in a bad mood today, it’s just a bad day.

The Songling Sect came here purely for the sake of formality. They have their own chamber of commerce, so after the Qiuhua Sect refused to continue cooperating with the Songling Sect, they left here without any regrets.

The leading elder brother glanced at the elder sister of the Qiuhua Sect before leaving, and his mood wasn't particularly bad. Although the elder sister had refused to cooperate with the Songling Sect in the future, he didn't think the elders of the Qiuhua Sect would support this decision.

The Qiuhua Sect's disciples were unaware of the Songling Sect's senior brother's inner thoughts. Without the bamboo-shirted man's coveting gaze, they felt as if the air around them had become fresher. But now, having calmed down, they faced a problem: their sect's long-standing stable distributor was gone. They needed to find another channel, otherwise their funds would sooner or later run out.

"What should we do? Are we finished?" Sixth Senior Sister hugged her head, looking panicked.

The tone of voice made it seem like he was about to lose control and spill some secrets. I couldn't bear to hear that... Bei Qiao stood up silently and walked inside, lifting the curtain and heading straight to the second floor: "Let's wait until everyone leaves before going to the basement." Oh, the staff are here too, they slipped away so quickly.

"Sixth Senior Sister, what are you talking about? Senior Sister is doing this for our own good! If Master gets angry, the worst that can happen is that I'll be put in solitary confinement in the back mountains and have to write a tens-thousand-word self-criticism..." Seeing Sixth Senior Sister approaching with a grim expression, the younger sister's voice trailed off. The other sisters stepped forward to try to persuade her, but Sixth Senior Sister glared back at them one by one.

"Haha... you feel wronged when you're forced to apologize by being pinned down, right?" Sixth Senior Sister sneered, "Do you think a simple apology will satisfy them? Have you ever been beaten? The kind where you're pinned to the ground, beaten until your face is horrible and you can't even show a resentful expression?"

"Sixth Senior Sister..." The little sister shrank her neck, frightened to the point of tears falling: Why is Senior Sister suddenly so fierce? Wuwu...

"When did you get beaten? Did you apply the medicine?" The eldest sister quickly walked over and grabbed the sixth sister's wrist. Without saying anything, she placed her right hand on it: "Relax, I'll show you."

"I'm fine, I've recovered a long time ago..." Sixth Senior Sister pulled her hand back awkwardly: "That's not the point. The point is, you have to know about this!"

The Second Senior Sister winked at the other Junior Sisters, signaling them to close the Chamber of Commerce door and guard the windows and the door leading to the second floor to prevent anyone from eavesdropping. "Six, why are you saying this to them at this time?"

"If not now, then when? Why did you have to hide it from Senior Sister and Junior Sister? Look at Youngest Sister, she still thinks the Songling Sect is the only bad guy in the world! Do bad guys have the word bad written on their faces? Obviously not!" Sixth Senior Sister pulled over a bench and sat down: "It's okay if you're here normally, but what if you happen to run into Senior Sister or Junior Sister alone? Judging from their current appearance, even a three-year-old could trick them away!"

"Am I that stupid?"

"No?"

“…”You are so annoying!

"Our sect doesn't practice Wuwei Ruyi Gong. The path of martial arts is based on struggle! If you don't fight, others will step on you, me, and everyone else!" Looking at the puzzled eldest sister, if she wasn't afraid of alerting the outsiders, the sixth sister would have wanted to slam the table and roar: "Are these principles so hard to understand? Huh? Why is it so difficult to talk to you? I understand everything so easily during martial arts training, but why can't I understand when I'm talking to you about these things? Huh? Huh!"

After hearing what Sixth Senior Sister said, the First Senior Sister fell into deep thought: "But, Master also said before that as a person, one must..."

Sixth Senior Sister held her forehead with her hand. "Big Sister, do you have to dwell on this kind of thing when you're surrounded by wolves? Forget about the others, but what about them? Are they even human? Do they do human things? You speak human words to humans and ghost words to ghosts. Is that so hard to understand?"

"No one has told us this before." The little sister puffed out her cheeks. "If you think I don't understand, then teach me... Wait, did you just say you were beaten?"

"You just realized it?!"