134 False accusation

He Chen smiled and said, "I came from heaven. To see the splendor of this world. Enough with the small talk. Can we have the whole place to ourselves? Just one question."

His words were domineering and aggressive; he seemed to be there to cause trouble.

As for He Chen himself, his murderous intent was palpable; tonight was destined to be a bloodbath. Let it begin here at Dexing Tower.

Young Master Wang had initially offered some well-intentioned advice, not wanting to become a laughingstock, but he was also annoyed by the words he heard.

Since climbing the social ladder by befriending the two young masters, Young Master Wang has been riding high, using his power to monopolize certain textile industries and small commodities.

They specialize in using these things to swindle respectable women, deliberately damaging items made by women they fancy. Then they demand ten times the compensation. If the woman can't afford it, they drag her to this Dexin Brothel and force her to sell herself to pay off the debt.

Especially the second young master of the Huang family, whose tastes changed at any time, he could be said to have harmed everyone in the city, big and small. The victims' families wished they could eat his flesh and drink his blood, and grind his bones to dust!

However, this young master Wang has quite good talent for cultivation, and he has already reached the fifth level. This is all thanks to the large amount of resources he obtained after monopolizing the market. Therefore, he wholeheartedly serves the two young masters.

Young Master Wang gathered his thoughts, "We're an open business; everyone who comes is a customer. It wouldn't be good to drive them away. That would ruin the reputation of my Dexing Restaurant."

Upon hearing what Young Master Wang said, everyone in the hall immediately voiced their support.

"The prince speaks well!" "The prince is magnanimous!" "Young Master Wang is truly a role model for us all!" A cacophony of voices erupted as everyone voiced their support for Young Master Wang, seemingly disapproving of He Chen's blatant greed.

He Chen laughed loudly and threw a box of gold leaves directly on the ground. The gold leaves made a crisp, melodious sound as they clattered together. There were at least a hundred gold leaves. Instantly, the hall fell completely silent.

Many people's eyes turned red, their hands clenched slightly into fists, a urge to rob them rising within them. Then they glanced at the newcomer's tall, imposing figure, but also his handsome features, and thought to themselves, 'He's probably just a show-off. Should I rob him?'

Upstairs on the second floor, Huang's two guards and Lang, the second young master, looked at the gold leaves scattered all over the ground, their hearts filled with unease.

Especially the guard Lang, whose mouth watered at the sight of so many gold leaves. 'Sigh, in the human world, gold leaves are still the most useful. If I had so many gold leaves, why would I be a guard?' His murderous intent was immediately revealed.

The songstresses serving drinks to the guests in the hall had their eyes redden as they looked at so many gold leaves. An awkward atmosphere suddenly filled the hall.

Young Master Wang was now also embarrassed, pondering to himself, 'This young hero doesn't seem to be a simple person. However, he looks unfamiliar; he must be a formidable figure from out of town.'

Forcing himself to speak, he said, "Young hero, what is your surname? I'll arrange for you to have the best girl in the building. Would you like to take a private seat on the second floor?"

At this moment, amidst the silence, the sound of gold leaves falling and clattering together was exceptionally clear. The second young masters of the Chai and Huang families were teasing the beauty in their arms. Seeing her tearful eyes, yet unable to resist, they felt an extreme sense of pleasure.

Suddenly, they heard the voice of the woman in gold leaf, and the silence of the hall. They knew the matter hadn't been resolved. They exchanged a knowing glance, pushed the woman away, and went to the second-floor corridor.

The woman who was pushed away, tears welling in her eyes, quickly moved to the side.

The two young masters looked up from the second floor and saw gold leaves scattered all over the floor—worth over 100,000 taels of silver. Instantly, anger surged within them: "How dare they compare their wealth to ours!"

So Young Master Huang immediately spoke up, 'Where did this brat come from? Daring to show off his wealth here. Get him out of here right now!'

The second young master of the Chai family watched quietly without saying a word, as if observing a good show. This nouveau riche from the countryside, thinking he had a bit of money, dared to act arrogantly and domineeringly in the city. He simply didn't know how he was going to die.

He Chen looked at the two young men who peeked out from the second floor. He figured these must be the people he was looking for. So he asked, "In this brothel, isn't it true that whoever has the most money is the boss? Look at all these gold leaves on the ground. Don't you think so?"

Then, turning to the crowd in the hall, he asked, "In this world, reason is paramount. But in this fireworks display, money talks."

His eyes darted around, as if to say, 'Do you agree with what I'm saying?'

Several young men, probably quite drunk, peeked out from the main hall and the private rooms on the second floor. Hearing this, they chimed in, "Well said! Here, whoever has money is the boss."

The crowd in the lobby downstairs echoed this sentiment, saying that they loved watching the drama unfold.

"Yes, yes," "A fireworks display? Isn't it just a competition of who has more money?"

'Aren't these songstresses out here just to make money?'

Everyone was immediately intrigued. It was a contest of wealth; gold leaves were scattered everywhere – a rare sight indeed!

Young Master Huang was instantly furious and was just about to speak.

He Chen immediately interrupted, "If you don't have money, don't drink here. Go home. Your family is calling you home for dinner."

Go back to your father quickly and ask him to help you. Otherwise, you'll embarrass yourself here.

Instantly, Young Master Huang, who had drunk quite a bit, was filled with rage, his anger rising to the heavens. His face flushed red, feeling utterly humiliated.

What to do? What to do? It must be because they killed some people who were filled with resentment.

The crowd could only jeer and shout, "Let's compare money! Let's compare money!"

Seeing the crowd shouting so loudly, the second young master of the Huang family was enraged and yelled, "It's just money! I'll smash you to death!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and threw them at He Chen. He easily caught them all with a light touch, then counted them one by one. The action was utterly insulting.

After saying that, he loudly proclaimed, "Haha, only twenty notes, two thousand taels of silver? Are you out here trying to scam people out of food and drink? If you don't have the money, get the hell home, or I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your father!"

At this moment, not only the second young master of the Huang family, but also the second young master of the Chai family was feeling somewhat embarrassed. Young Master Huang's face was almost purple with embarrassment. But he truly didn't have that many silver notes!

Who would carry so many banknotes around for no reason? Besides, his own father wouldn't give him that much money. An awkward atmosphere ensued.

The second young master of the Chai family patted his chest lightly and said, "A few days ago, a wealthy family reportedly lost a whole chest full of gold leaves. Looks like the thief has been found."