Chapter 293 Two kinds

Wen Zhiming walked briskly and quickly arrived at the place, only to find that Jujie Building was quiet and silent, as if no one lived there.

He pushed open the door with a puzzled look, and a hand quickly reached out from behind the door, striking Wen Zhiming's chest. This palm strike was swift and fierce; being attacked by it would surely result in serious injury.

Wen Zhiming dodged the palm strike with a swift movement and quickly retaliated, exchanging blows with his opponent. The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

Dozens of martial arts practitioners in various costumes came out from upstairs at some point, clapping and laughing as they watched the two fight.

"Wonderful! It seems the title of the number one martial artist is about to change hands. Lone Goose Shadow can't beat his own disciple."

"Even if it changes hands, Old Man Ye will be happy. His most proud disciple is his disciple."

"Hey, this King of the Northern Frontier is really handsome. If he really kills the dog emperor this time, he will be the new monarch of our Golden Moon Kingdom. Tell me, with my looks, am I qualified to be a concubine?"

"I'm telling you, Yue Jiaoluo, you should save your breath. Don't say that we martial arts figures are not suited to life in the palace. I've also heard that the King of the Northern Frontier is a love-struck fool and already has someone he loves. He wouldn't even look at a vixen like you."

The girl called Yue Jiaoluo was graceful and beautiful. Upon hearing this, she was quite unconvinced. "How can a monarch be a lovelorn fool? I don't believe it."

As they spoke, Wen Zhiming and Ye Guhong exchanged a palm strike in mid-air, then both took two steps back and stopped simultaneously.

Wen Zhiming respectfully said, "Disciple greets Master."

Ye Guhong patted Wen Zhiming's shoulder twice with satisfaction. "Not bad, worthy of being my disciple, Ye Guhong. Your reaction is quick and your moves are fierce. Your master is getting old and may not be able to keep up with your moves."

"It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching." Wen Zhiming followed Ye Guhong forward. "Master has traveled thousands of miles to help me, but I only come to see you now. It's really impolite. I will hold a banquet to apologize to Master after everything is done."

"You've regained your senses now, and you're even speaking to your master more politely. Your master is a man of the martial world, and he doesn't know any of this pedantic stuff. Next time, just treat your master to three drinks as punishment." Ye Guhong laughed heartily and led Wen Zhiming to the group.

"Let me introduce you all. This is my good-for-nothing disciple, the King of the Northern Frontier. His status and martial arts are both mediocre, but I, Ye, am fiercely protective of my own. I can bully anyone but my disciple. Otherwise, whether it's the Emperor or the Jade Emperor, I, Ye, will beat him without hesitation!"

He spoke as if he were Wen Zhiming, but with his chin slightly raised, a satisfied smile on his face, and an air of arrogance about him.

He was clearly very satisfied with Wen Zhiming.

Knowing his personality and seeing that Wen Zhiming was indeed extraordinary, everyone praised Wen Zhiming to the best of Ye Guhong's mind.

Ye Guhong kept praising him, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. Only after he had gone around and praised everyone did he introduce his group of bandit friends to Wen Zhiming one by one.

Wen Zhiming had never met these people before, but when Ye Guhong mentioned their names, they all sounded somewhat familiar to him.

It is clear that they are all renowned heroes in the martial arts world.

After introducing themselves, everyone went up to the second floor of Jujie Building together.

People in the martial arts world are not bound by formalities. They had already chosen their own rooms to stay in. When Wen Zhiming arrived, they took the initiative to treat him as a guest, invited him to sit down, and even made him some hot tea.

The girl named Yue Jiaoluo was graceful and slender, always by his side, her faint fragrance lingering for a long time.

Ye Guhong plopped down between the two of them. In the short time it took Yue Jiaoluo to turn her head, the incomparably handsome man next to her had turned into a wrinkled old man.

Ye Guhong smiled, revealing a missing tooth.

“Miss Jiaoluo, my disciple is the master of the Anshun Prince’s Mansion. He has all sorts of people under him. But I, an old man, often suffer from backaches and pains all over my body. I need someone to take care of me. If you, Miss Jiaoluo, are truly kind-hearted, why not take care of this old man?”

Yue Jiaoluo blushed.

She knew that the old man must have overheard her boasting about her excellent massage skills and suggesting that the King of Northern Frontier try it, and was now teasing her on purpose.

"You old lecher!" Yue Jiaoluo stomped her foot and walked away unwillingly.

Ye Guhong watched her retreating figure, then turned to meet Wen Zhiming's puzzled gaze and quickly explained.

"Don't look at me like that. This little vixen wasn't invited by Master. I invited her senior sister, but she insisted on coming along. She's a notorious fox spirit in the martial arts world, who loves to break up loving couples to prove that all men are heartless and ungrateful. Because she's so beautiful, very few men can resist her temptation. You'd better watch out, kid."

Wen Zhiming didn't find Yue Jiaoluo particularly beautiful; he just found the woman annoying. If his master didn't come out soon, he was about to lose his temper and draw his sword.

In his eyes, women were divided into only two types: Meng Lingge and all other women. Only Meng Lingge was considered a beauty; all other women were nothing special.

Thinking of Meng Lingge, the annoyance that had just appeared on his face because of Yue Jiaoluo instantly disappeared, and his tone became much gentler.

"Master, rest assured, I am already married. My wife is currently pregnant. Once she arrives in the capital, I will bring her to see you."

Ye Guhong was quite pleased to hear this.

"I've heard about your situation. You've been married twice, and one of your wives died while the other left you. I was worried that you would be troubled by love, but I didn't expect you to have a child. This is truly a joyous occasion, even more gratifying than my disciple overthrowing the dog emperor."

Wen Zhiming thought that he would be able to introduce Meng Lingge to his master soon, so he didn't explain much. He lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and asked.

"I heard from General Cao that Master has prepared a surprise for me?"

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten the important matter." Ye Guhong pulled Wen Zhiming back downstairs to a side room, pointed to a slender figure on the bed, and said, "Go and see if this is the girl you're looking for?"

The girl was facing the wall, her clothes were intact, though a bit worn and dirty. Wen Zhiming had a sudden thought and walked forward. His gaze fell on the girl's face, and he was stunned.

This girl was actually Meng Xiyao.

He had only written to his master two or three days ago, informing him that when he broke into the palace, he should first rescue a girl from the Cold Palace, otherwise he might become a hostage.

So quickly, the master actually rescued the person?

"The palace is heavily guarded, and these past two days it has been even more heavily guarded. Even if Master is a master of martial arts, there is no way he could have brought such a living person out. What exactly happened?"

“That’s right.” Ye Guhong nodded and said, “Master really doesn’t have that ability. This girl was rescued by Yue Jiaoluo’s senior sister, Yue Jiaoman. Yue Jiaoman is good at digging tunnels. She started preparing as soon as she received your letter. She brought the girl out an hour ago. Then your men took us here. We haven’t even had time to change the girl’s clothes yet.”