Chapter Sixty-Six: A Gentleman's Reign
The group entered the bamboo house, where there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, a table and four stools on the floor, and brushes, paper, ink and seals on the table. It looked like a scholar's residence.
As Liu Changjun tidied up, he said with a smile, "Our home is simple and secluded, and we have never had many guests before. We don't even have enough chairs. We apologize for the inconvenience!"
Murong Hanchan smiled and said, "Young Master Liu, there's no need to worry. As long as you have a bowl of water to drink, that's enough!"
Liu Changjun hurriedly took the teapot and cups and said softly, "I was going to boil water and brew another pot, but since Miss Murong is so thirsty, this is a flower tea that I just brewed. The tea is still warm, so please quench your thirst first!" After saying that, he poured a cup for each person.
Everyone accepted the tea, smelled its aroma, but none of them took a sip.
Murong Hanchan said calmly, "This is rose tea!"
Liu Changjun smiled and said, "That's right! Does Miss Murong have any questions?"
Murong Hanchan smiled and said, "No! I just don't like the taste and would like to drink some water."
Upon hearing this, Yu Linglong also put down her teacup.
Yin Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Junior Sister, didn't you used to like drinking this rose tea?" As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp.
Murong Hanchan ignored Yin Xiaosheng and walked to the water vat, asking, "Young Master Liu, is this filled with clean water?"
Liu Changjun: "Exactly."
Murong Hanchan lifted the wooden lid, picked up the bamboo tube inside, and opened a jar. Seeing this, Yu Linglong poured out the tea and stepped forward to fetch water.
Murong Hanchan glanced at Yu Linglong, but still poured her a cup. Turning to her, she asked with a smile, "Brother Xiaoyao, would you like some?"
Xiaoyao Lang: "Chan'er! I'm not thirsty, you guys drink!"
At this moment, Xie Yunfeng and Chunxiang heard this and went to fetch water. Yin Xiaosheng was very puzzled as to why no one was drinking the rose tea.
At this moment, Liu Changjun smiled and said, "Miss Murong, where did you come from, and where are you going?"
Just as Murong Hanchan was about to answer, a woman's sweet voice came from outside the building: "This must be the place!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao Lang went outside to see what was happening. Four beautiful women had come to the front of the house, each with a captivating figure and stunning beauty. However, they were no longer young girls; the youngest was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and the oldest was thirty-one or thirty-two.
A woman in red saw Xiaoyao Lang and said loudly, "Boy! Is this your home?"
Xiaoyao Lang was quite displeased upon hearing this, but still politely replied, "No, this is Young Master Liu's residence."
Another woman in blue called out, "Liu Changjun!"
Xiaoyao Lang looked astonished and said calmly, "Exactly!"
The woman in red shouted angrily, "Liu Changjun, you hypocrite! You heartless bastard! Get out here right now!"
Upon hearing this, everyone stared at Liu Changjun in astonishment. Liu Changjun's expression immediately changed, and he thought to himself that things had come at a really bad time.
The woman in green shouted twice, but Liu Changjun was nowhere to be seen. Enraged, she drew her sword and slashed at the doorway. The two-foot curved blade, carrying immense power, struck out forcefully. Seeing this, Xiaoyao Lang hurriedly dodged to the side, the powerful force of the blade cleaving the stairwell in two.
Murong Hanchan rushed forward and asked with concern, "Brother Xiaoyao, are you alright?"
Xiaoyao Lang laughed and said, "Chan'er! I'm fine. It seems they have a grudge against Young Master Liu."
Murong Hanchan: "We'll ignore it and wait and see!"
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Liu Changjun had no choice but to confront the situation directly, and walked leisurely to the door.
Upon seeing him, the woman in white and the woman in yellow simultaneously exclaimed, "Brother Jun!" and "Chang Jun!"
Liu Changjun asked calmly, "How did you find this place?"
The woman in green roared, "How do you plan to find it? You'll have to take my blade first!" As soon as she finished speaking, she leaped into the air and slashed down with her blade.
Seeing this, Liu Changjun remained calm and composed. He used the strength of three fingers of his right hand to flick the blade, and the woman in green fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Chunxiang smiled and said, "Sisters, let's talk things out. Why resort to violence?"
The woman in green laughed and said, "Speak kindly? Who are you? You'd better not be fooled by this hypocrite!" She pointed her knife at Liu Changjun and cursed viciously.
The woman in red chimed in, "Young lady! Seeing that you are young and kind, I might as well tell you, we are all women who have been hurt by him!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. Xiaoyao Lang whispered, "Chan'er! I really didn't expect that this young master Liu is such a handsome and elegant man, a true gentleman."
Murong Hanchan laughed and said, "This is what they mean by 'don't judge a book by its cover'!"
Chunxiang turned her head and asked, "Young Master Liu, is this true?"
The woman in green said sternly, "How could it be false! My name is Guan Tong, and these three sisters are Qin Hongrong, Xue Qingrou, and An Xiaolian. She is a complete hypocrite." As she spoke, she glared angrily at Liu Changjun.
Qin Hongrong said, "That's right. This heartless man has ruined countless women. It's only because the four of us are capable that we were able to expose his true colors today."
At this moment, Xue Qingrou, with tears streaming down her face, whispered, "Brother Jun! I've tried to forgive you for everything you've done before, but you still deceive me time and time again. Why is that?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao Lang felt a pang of sadness. The Xue Qingrou before him had a similar personality to Yu Linglong—gentle and refined. Seeing her shed tears, he felt a strange pang of heartache.
An Xiaolian, the oldest among them, then said, "Changjun, it's one thing for you to have affairs everywhere, but why did you go and provoke Jing Sanniang of Yanyang Tower? She's a woman of the night!"
Xiaoyao Lang asked in confusion, "Chan'er! What is a woman of the mortal world?"
Murong Hanchan shook her head and said, "I don't know, but Yanyang Tower is a place of pleasure and entertainment, so the people there are probably not clean."
Yu Linglong said softly, "Women of the night are women of the night, their lives are short and bitter, they suffer all kinds of humiliation."
Xiaoyao Lang laughed and said, "I've learned a lot!"
Yu Linglong smiled and said, "Yu Lang, let's go. Only they can handle these family matters themselves."
Xiaoyao Lang laughed and said, "Good!"
Liu Changjun said coldly, "I don't want to explain to you. You can leave!"
Guan Tong sneered, "Leave? You've caused me so much suffering, how can I forgive you!" As he spoke, he swung his knife again to attack, and Qin Hongrong also drew her sword to assist him.
Liu Changjun leaped into the bamboo forest, and the two men, wielding swords and knives, followed to attack.
Xue Qingrou said softly, "Let's also draw our swords and help!"
An Xiaolian hesitated and said, "But..."
Xue Qingrou: "What else is there to say! He doesn't even want to explain. I've seen through him." Then, she drew her sword and leaped away.
An Xiaolian, being a rogue, also drew her sword and joined the battle. Instantly, the five of them clashed, with three swords and one saber dancing in the bamboo forest.
Seeing this, the Xiaoyao Lang group approached to watch the battle. The four of them wielded sharp swords and launched a powerful and swift attack.
Liu Changjun still harbored some feelings of affection and refrained from a direct attack. His movements were graceful and agile, weaving through the swords and blades, dodging when possible and using a flick of his wrist to block when necessary. His finger flicks were incredibly powerful; wherever his finger struck, it snapped a large bamboo stalk in two.
Guan Tong and Qin Hongrong seemed to understand each other, and immediately their swords worked together seamlessly, each move ruthless, aiming straight for Liu Changjun's vitals.
Xue Qingrou was heartbroken. She blamed herself for being too naive back then, for being deceived by his sincere appearance and lies. Now, she was only twenty-six years old, yet she had aged so much because of this relationship. She was a well-read, gentle, and talented woman, but he had ruined her life like this.
Thinking of these things, Xue Qingrou added three more points of power to her sword, no longer holding back her internal energy techniques, and launched a powerful attack.
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