Zuan was startled, wondering which guy dared to cause trouble at Shenxianju?

Although it sounds like just a brothel, no child would believe that it could grow to such a large scale without some powerful backing.

Not only that, everyone in Shenxianju looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to see which deity was causing trouble on such an important day.

A burly man stood with one foot on a stool, his knife planted firmly on the table, staring defiantly at the young men at the table.

What is particularly striking is his striking red hair, which adds a touch of fierceness to his overall appearance.

Zu An secretly scoffed. His hair was curled like instant noodles. Throughout history, there have been very few people who could pull off instant noodle hair. Did this guy think he was Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger?

Also, this is the first time I've seen a red-haired person since coming to this world. I wonder if there are any green-haired people?

"Smack!"

As Zuan was lost in thought, one of the young men at the table couldn't help but stand up: "How dare you! Do you know who's sitting here?"

"Oh, I must ask you then." The red-haired giant pulled up a stool and sat down, looking quite interested.

The young master glanced at the several fierce-looking subordinates behind him and was momentarily intimidated. However, remembering that this was Mingyue City, the Immortal Abode, he calmed down a bit and hurriedly pointed to the richly dressed young master in the main seat and said, "This is Wang Yuanlong, the young master of the Wang family. You haven't heard of the four great families of Mingyue City: Chu, Yuan, Zheng, and Wang?"

Zu An was taken aback. He remembered that Chu Chuyan had mentioned that the Chu family and the Wang family had always been friendly and could be considered allies.

"Tch, I thought he was some big shot," the red-haired, sweaty man picked at his ear with his little finger, then flicked it, sending a clump of earwax flying onto the other man's face. "If you said you were the daughter of Duke Chu or the son of Lord Xie, I would actually be a little wary. But a mere son of a grain merchant, does he even deserve to be here shouting and yelling?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanlong, who had been calmly sitting at the head of the table, suddenly changed his expression. The other party was really taking him too far.

"How did you get in?" Just then, a pimp led a group of guards from Shenxianju over. Wang Yuanlong was a regular customer here. He was rich and liked to spend money like water. Shenxianju naturally had to cater to him and couldn't let him suffer any grievances here.

"Of course I came in with an invitation." The red-haired man said, pulling a stack of invitations from his pocket and throwing them on the table.

"Please forgive my poor eyesight, but it seems that our Shenxianju (Immortal Abode) did not send you an invitation. I wonder where this invitation came from?" The pimp glanced at it and knew that the invitation was genuine without even opening it.

It should be noted that this invitation was specially made by Shenxianju. Both its design and materials are extremely unique, and outsiders simply cannot imitate it.

"You didn't send me one, but it's still easy to get an invitation. Just grab a few from people who have them." The red-haired man shrugged, seemingly not seeing anything wrong with his actions, and answered frankly.

These words caused an uproar, as no one expected someone to openly commit such acts of robbery.

However, a few clever people were secretly pondering that the invitations sent out by Shenxianju were all for prominent figures, so the fact that this red-haired man could snatch so many at once was quite intriguing.

The staff at Shenxianju all paled. Wasn't this a blatant slap in their face? The pimp said, "You are not welcome here. Please leave."

"What, are you worried that I don't have money?" The red-haired man pulled out a package and threw it on the table. Hearing the familiar sound coming from inside, it was easy to guess that it was full of large silver ingots rubbing together.

However, this move drew a sneer from Wang Yuanlong: "A country bumpkin is indeed a country bumpkin. When someone of importance comes here, who would be foolish enough to bring so much cash? They all deal with banknotes."

"You little brat, you're asking for death!" The red-haired giant roared, as if something sore spot had been hit, and grabbed a plate of food next to him and threw it at him.

Wang Yuanlong hurriedly dodged. As the young master of the Wang family, although he could not be considered a cultivation genius, he had never lacked various cultivation resources since childhood. He could build up a decent strength by spending money.

However, the incident happened so suddenly that although he avoided being hit directly in the face, he was still covered in spilled sauce from the plate, making him look extremely disheveled.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

Wang Yuanlong was so angry that he trembled all over.

The pimp of Shenxianju couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly signaled his men to go up. Unfortunately, the group of guards, who were usually agile, were beaten to a pulp by his men before they could even get close to the red-haired giant.

The red-haired giant didn't even glance back. He just grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the fruit bowl next to him, cracked them open, and spat the shells all over the place. "This is our feud. Why bother other people? If you're so capable, come and settle the score with me yourself."

Wang Yuanlong's face was extremely ugly. Although he was furious, he was not stupid. Whether it was the force with which the other party threw the plate or the strength displayed by his subordinates, it all showed that the other party's strength far surpassed his own.

Since each invitation only allows one attendant to enter, and his usual men are all outside, he would definitely be at a disadvantage if a fight broke out.

But if he backs down now, how will he survive in Brightmoon City in the future?

Where will this dignified young master Wang put his face?

Moreover, today is the Flower Queen Competition. If Qiu Honglei looks down on him, he will have nowhere to turn for help.

Just as they were in a dilemma, a mocking voice suddenly came from the side: "Hey, this brother doesn't look familiar. You don't usually show up in the city, do you?"

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