"Let's drink! I just won a crucial battle for Daqing today, so of course we have to drink to our hearts' content! Everyone, let's get hyped! All the tips are on me!"
Tang Huan stood with a young girl on each side, holding a glass of wine that was almost overflowing in his right hand, and laughed loudly at the crowd in front of him.
"The Poet Immortal is mighty!"
"Poet Immortal, you are the best in the world. The little Northern Region is nothing in front of you. How could that big fool possibly beat you?"
"If you ask me, it's not just that big idiot brother, even that so-called war god of the Northern Region is useless. As long as the Poet Immortal takes out his divine weapon, with just a 'bang,' everyone will be lying on the ground."
"That's right, that's right! The Poet Immortal has really brought honor to Daqing once again!"
People were immersed in joy.
This joy stemmed from Tang Huan's generosity in paying the bill, and from his victory in a crucial match for Daqing, which thrilled everyone.
At this moment, Tang Huan sat in Chunfeng Tower. At only twenty-two years old, he was riding high, with a beautiful woman in his arms and the respect of the people. There was no one else like him in the entire capital.
Behind him, Qin Yuyang watched this scene in silence, unable to utter a single word.
Having just finished an extraordinary battle, he immediately sought pleasure; Qin Yuyang had never seen such a mentality in anyone else.
I don't know whether to say he was fearless or generous.
"Has the master always been like this?"
Qin Yuyang moved closer to Xue'e and asked in a low voice.
In fact, she didn't need to lower her voice. After all, there were many guests in Chunfeng Tower, and it was noisy. Everyone's attention was on Tang Huan, and no one paid any attention to the people behind her.
Xue'e smiled. "What did you say? Adults flirting and joking with girls?"
Right in front of the two, Tang Huan held a wine glass in one hand and placed the other hand on the girl's waist, occasionally kneading it casually, making the girl cover her mouth and giggle.
"He just had a crucial match with someone, and now he's here. Isn't he nervous at all?"
Xue'e said earnestly, "Perhaps adults are also nervous, but we have never seen it. Even during the most difficult years in Qihuai County, he was always smiling, which gave everyone a lot of courage and faith."
After saying that, Xue'e added, "Besides, the master didn't really do anything on stage before, did he?"
Qin Yuyang said with a stern face, "But he's going to fight Gongshan Liqun tomorrow. That guy is much harder to deal with than Ada and Asan. Even Pang Conglong isn't absolutely confident he can win against him..."
"What is that old ghost Gongshan? He's nothing in front of the adults."
Li Daikui, who was standing next to him, was also idle and casually replied.
After he fought Ah Da in the ring, he was very popular in the capital.
When I first came to Chunfeng Tower, the girls and guests all wanted to surround me, and they all tried to squeeze in front of me.
But now that you've made a name for yourself, you're far more glamorous than I was back then.
Li Daikui tried several times to strike up a conversation with others, hoping to catch the eye of a girl, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.
"But once the master defeats the old ghost Gongshan, he will be even more prestigious in the capital. I just hope that we little guys can rise to prominence along with him."
Since he had nothing else to do, Li Daikui decided to chat with the two girls; it was better than sitting idly by himself.
"You have so much confidence in him?" Qin Yuyang asked, puzzled.
"The lord has a gun, and that's a fierce weapon. No matter how fierce Old Ghost Gongshan is, he's still made of flesh and blood. One shot will tear his skin and flesh apart!"
Qin Yuyang remained noncommittal on this matter, saying, "I admit that Tang Huan's musket is very powerful, but it's not easy to beat Gongshan Liqun with just that..."
Upon hearing this, Li Daikui chuckled, "You don't actually think that the lord is just a weakling who can't even kill a chicken, do you?"
Qin Yuyang was taken aback when he saw the undisguised smile on Li Daikui's face.
Just as she was about to press for details, wanting to know what had happened, she heard Tang Huan say, "Let's go, we've had our drinks and our meat, I'm going back to get some sleep."
Suppressing his curiosity, Qin Yuyang and the others followed Tang Huan out of Chunfeng Tower.
One by one, the guests followed Tang Huan outside, waving goodbye warmly.
Tang Huan's face was flushed and her eyes were glazed; she seemed to have drunk too much.
"Sir, something's not right..."
Li Daikui, standing behind him, suddenly reminded him.
Tang Huan asked groggily, "What's wrong?"
“There are people ahead,” Qin Yuyang replied in a deep voice.
Within a distance of less than 100 meters between Chunfeng Tower and the mansion, a group of people were standing there.
They were dressed entirely in black, and each of them had a black cloth covering their face.
"Oh? These people are so enthusiastic, waiting for us on our way home."
Qin Yuyang said coldly, "I don't think they've come to thank us; they've come to kill you."
Tang Huan strained to open his eyes and looked ahead, discovering that a group of a dozen or twenty people were rapidly approaching in this direction.
Each person was carrying a long knife or a hidden weapon.
The people behind them were startled by what they saw, and some scattered in panic.
Some people shouted, "Protect the great poet!"
Immediately, some people tried to stand in front of Tang Huan to stop the group of uninvited guests.
Tang Huan turned around and said angrily, "What are you doing? You're just a bunch of petty thieves. Do you really think I'm so easy to bully?"
Upon hearing this, people suddenly remembered that the great poet had just won the competition that day and was far more skilled than them.
Not to mention that mysterious and invincible weapon.
Unlike others, Qin Yuyang glanced at Tang Huan silently.
"Even with that weapon, each shot could only injure one person at most. At this close range, before he could even take down a few, the enemy would already be upon him..."
Moreover, this time the number of people assassinated was much larger than the last time, almost three times as many.
Qin Yuyang felt immense pressure; the enormous threat made her heart race.
"Perhaps Li Daikui is right. Can you give people more surprises?"
Tang Huanchao took a step forward and straightened his chest.
Qin Yuyang watched this scene intently, his eyes filled with anticipation.
The next moment, the men in black opposite rushed towards this direction without any hesitation.
Tang Huan took a step back and whispered, "These guys really want me dead. Who on earth wants me dead so badly?"
Tang Huan sneered, cupped his hands into a megaphone shape, and shouted forward:
"Get to work, come out and clean the streets."
These words left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment, unsure of what Tang Huan meant.
While Qin Yu was still confused, he suddenly saw more than a dozen figures quickly appear on the courtyard wall of the mansion in front of him. Then they quickly jumped down, separating Tang Huan from the mysterious assassins.
It's them!
The group of servants that Tang Huan brought to the mansion some time ago were the ones referred to as mercenaries.
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