"You want pleasure, huh? You want to have a good time? Then let's see if you have the life to handle it!"
Dong Chao was enraged, and the silver spear in his hand emitted a deadly light.
"Stop it!"
Just then, Feng San Niang stood in the middle and roared, stopping the fight.
"Gentlemen, whatever your grievances may be, please settle them outside. This has been the rule of Yu Pin Xuan since the time of the founding emperor."
"The use of force is strictly prohibited. If you two remain obstinate, then I will have no choice but to call the garrison command to handle this!"
Upon hearing the name "Zhenfu Division," Dong Chao frowned, finding a suitable way to save face.
So he sheathed his silver spear and pointed it at Shen Zhao: "Ren, this matter won't end here!"
Shen Zhao instantly transformed back into a Confucian scholar, and his spirit sword reverted to a feather fan.
"It's a pity that I can't fully enjoy myself this time, it's really a shame."
Feng San Niang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered people to clean up the hall, replace the tables and chairs with new ones, and have the girls continue to entertain the guests.
The turmoil was thus quelled.
Shen Zhao suddenly felt bored and lost the will to stay any longer.
Just as he was about to leave, Feng San Niang called out to him, "Mr. Ren, aren't you going to see Miss Yu?"
"snort!"
Upon hearing this, Dong Chao slammed his wine glass onto the table, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction.
"They're gone. Since the fun of provocation is over, what difference does it make whether they're seen or not?"
Please tell Miss Yu that I am not acquainted with her and it would be best if we did not meet.
After saying that, he stepped out of the gate of Yupinxuan.
"Please wait, sir."
The maidservant quickly caught up.
"Is there anything else?"
"Sir, my daughter said that if you do not see her today..."
Therefore, please make sure you attend the poetry and song banquet at the manor tomorrow evening.
Otherwise, the gentleman will definitely regret it.
After the maid finished speaking, she bowed slightly to Shen Zhao and then turned and entered the Imperial Pavilion.
"Yu Xuanji, is that it? Interesting."
After pondering for a while, Shen Zhao stepped into the snow-covered street.
On the second-floor window of Yupinxuan, a beautiful and graceful figure watched Shen Zhao disappear into the wind and snow, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
Just then, Feng San Niang's voice came from behind the screen: "Miss, the Imperial Sword Competition is tomorrow, and the palace has specifically invited you to attend. I wonder if you would like to go..."
"Go back and tell them that I will definitely attend the Imperial Sword Trial tomorrow."
Then he continued to look in the direction where Shen Zhao disappeared, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Of course I have to go and support my man's performance."
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