Yin Liujiao was hosting a banquet at Tingfeng Pavilion with a group of people. The pavilion was located in the west of the city, on a high ground, where one could climb up to overlook the lake and enjoy the breeze.
Inside the pavilion, craftsmen ingeniously designed perforated mechanisms. Whenever the wind blows, depending on the height of the floor and the number of people, the sound of the wind can be melodious, mournful, or like magpies, just like collecting folk songs.
Therefore, this pavilion is named Tingfeng (Listening to the Wind), and it can be considered the most prestigious pavilion in Qingmang. Inviting guests here or having guests eat and drink here is a matter of prestige, if you don't care about the price.
Yin Liujiao sat in the main seat, looking at the group of martial arts students surrounding the table. Although there were many of them, she was not happy at all.
Of the promising talents who had made early plans and investigations, only one or two out of ten showed up, and the most important one didn't even come.
Martial arts value refinement and talent. In the past, the only thing that could be valued when it came to meat was the transmission of intelligence. However, this is not going very well in the current situation.
After all, the south of the city is the Mu family's private territory. Even if these students fail to grow meat and rot, they will rot in the Mu family's soil. If they succeed, they will work in the Mu family's business.
Now, the Mu family's resources are being tilted toward the third young master, a monster with deep scheming and great power. He is a monster who, despite only having completed the flesh refining process, can still suppress his internal organs and fight back.
If he weren't just a martial arts master who hadn't yet mastered the five internal organs and couldn't transform into his true form, the young master behind him would still have had a chance, and Yin Liujiao might have defected to the enemy.
But the taller the tree, the more the wind will blow. There are too many people in Qingmang City who don't want someone with family power to rise up. Just watch as the Third Young Master builds a tall building, and watch as his building collapses and his people scatter.
Having thought this through, Yin Liujiao raised her glass and joined the other students in drinking and merrymaking. She didn't need to get involved in the Third Young Master's affairs for the time being; her task was to cripple and kill Dao Chengyi.
The esteemed person above congratulated fellow practitioners on their success in establishing their spiritual foundation, wishing them to become fellow members of the Mou family and enjoy worldly blessings in the future, gaining wealth, power, and beautiful women.
The following were a string of flattering remarks: how the Yin-scaled Serpent swallowed a water demon, how he slew the local bully, how he fought against the powerful Niu and Liao families to protect the copper mine in the mountains, his outstanding achievements, and his formidable character.
Flattery abounds, music is played, and a dozen beautiful women dance gracefully. With some wine and meat, any unpleasantness is forgotten by the lake outside the building, and the guests are all happy.
But even in this harmonious and joyful atmosphere, not long afterward, heart-wrenching sounds, accompanied by cries and screams, rang out from downstairs.
"You damned bastard, you wretched freak, how could you have kidnapped my child! It's all because of you, you incompetent official! You've done absolutely nothing! Give me back my child! Give me back my child!"
A dozen or so crows cackled in the sky; these creatures, usually associated with good fortune, now seemed like death owls on a battlefield, awaiting the tragedy to unfold.
Yin Liujiao instantly sobered up, and the thought of whether it was a setup appeared in his mind. He originally had no interest in the outside world, but at this moment, he became a little more cautious.
"Go and see what's going on downstairs, lest this noise spoil everyone's fun."
A quick-witted student was summoned to go down and check, but the shouts from downstairs were getting louder and louder. This situation was obviously not going to work, especially since there were countless nobles from Qingmang City in this building.
Sure enough, the noise subsided after a short while, and the martial arts student, having understood what had happened, came up to explain the situation.
It turns out that a few beggar children from the North City gang kidnapped the kids who were going to study at Master Cen's private school. Among them was the son of a city garrison captain and the child of the owner of Yanyunzhai! They can't be found now!
It seems that some trouble has been caused, especially by the city defense captain, who is in charge of more than a thousand city defense soldiers in Qingmang City and is himself a well-known martial arts master.
Why was the city defense captain's child kidnapped by several beggar children?
How could the child of such a person be left alone out there? A martial artist might be able to kidnap him, but a beggar child? Impossible!
"The people down here don't know either, and Wei Cong wasn't there either."
"This shouldn't have anything to do with us, right, Second Brother?"
Yin Liujiao sat on the mat, pondered for a moment, and then stood up. This matter had to be addressed! After all, the city defense captain rarely needed help, and if successful, it would undoubtedly be a great gift for the young master!
He humbly announced that the banquet should be suspended. Since such a wicked thing had happened, as martial artists, we should follow the laws of the Mysterious Female Daoist and do good to eliminate evil!
Whether they left directly, followed along, or secretly notified others, the news had already spread rapidly.
"Sir, won't taking this action expose us?"
On Tingfenglou Street, there is a bird training shop. Various birds of different shapes and sizes are quietly in the cages in the shop. The shop owner is a woman with a limp, three fingers on her hands, and half of her face covered with fleshy feathers.
Her name is Half-Bird, but that's not her name before. She is an unfortunate person who suffered from infection after a failed succulent implantation. This is the biggest label on Half-Bird.
However, unwilling to accept this, she used her disability as a means to make a living, catching and selling birds while accepting exploitation from her superiors.
As a former student of the Iron Eagle Martial Arts School in Qingmang City, working for the school to pay off her debts was supposed to be her life's work, until she met this great man! The Bloodwing Lord who stood on her shoulders!
"It's alright, they won't be able to find out. At most, they'll find the suspects I've already arranged for them."
Dao Chengyi’s voice rang out from the crow. He naturally did not start his power from a child. There are too many people in this world who are frustrated and unfulfilled, and the martial arts path is too narrow. With a little effort, he naturally discovered many promising talents.
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