The reeds swayed, and the painted boat docked at the riverbank.
Li Xian secured the anchor rope and helped Wen Caishang off the boat. The woman who had fallen into water, named "Wang Cuicui," quietly followed behind, extremely fearful of Wen Caishang, dare not approach.
Wen Caishang walked gracefully, her figure swaying gently. Her silkworm skirt reflected the moonlight, her movements graceful and dignified. Wang Cuicui sighed at such a woman, rarely seen in her lifetime.
They walked four or five miles.
The outline of Qing City became faintly visible, though it was late at night. But the remains of the fire were still lively. Wen Caishang said, "You lead the way."
Wang Cuicui immediately stepped forward a few steps, walking ahead of the two. Wen Caishang scolded, "You are not allowed to look at her." She pinched Li Xianās chin and said, "You may only look at me."
Li Xian smiled and said, "If I only look at my wife, I wonāt be able to walk at all. Let me handle the business first, and tonight Iāll slowly look at my wife."
Wen Caishangās pretty face flushed, her steps soft, joy and sweetness mixed. Wang Cuicui, having experienced life and death betrayal, listened to their soft and sweet words, couldnāt help but be envious.
Outer city was quiet, inner city was lively. Wang Cuicuiās family was rich, with a hundred acres of good land and seven shops, an inner city residence with three entrances and three exits. She was full of resentment, directly heading to the residence seeking revenge.
Seeing the dim lights and tightly closed vermilion door. Li Xian climbed over the courtyard wall, sneaked into the house, sneaked into the master bedroom, only to find the room empty.
Li Xian asked Wang Cuicui again. Only then did he know that Zhang Dajiang was very close to a brothel woman. Since he wasnāt at the residence, he must have gone to the brothel to have fun.
For convenience, he left Wen Caishang and Wang Cuicui in the residence hall. Li Xian leaped out, jumped over the courtyard wall, walked on the light tiles, body like a wild goose, floated away.
Searching into the brothel. He excelled in martial arts, though he had neglected "Seven Stars Step" for a while. But the ease of lightness had not faded, he skillfully climbed onto the tiles.
Peeping through the window. He saw an old bawd showily walking by. He opened the window and pulled the bawd to the corner, dislocated her jaw.
The bawd knew the seriousness, naturally became obedient. Li Xian rejoined her jaw, interrogated for a while. The bawd told everything, revealing Zhang Dajiangās room.
Li Xian found the right place, kicked open the door. That Zhang Dajiang was indulgent in debauchery, indeed seeking pleasure. His eyes were covered with black satin, hands feeling around, mouth laughing mischievously: "Beauty... where are you~ donāt let me catch you... hehe~"
Li Xian felt disgusted. Zhang Dajiangās fingers were rough, palms calloused, but the calluses had traces of fading. Wang Cuicuiās words were true, Zhang Dajiang was originally an ordinary farmer, later became a recruited son-in-law, gradually lost himself in indulgence.
Li Xian suddenly felt self-mocking: "On the indulgence issue, Iām not qualified to criticize him. But such conduct, plotting for money, harming lives, betraying roots and bullying the weak, honestly make me despise him."
Two steps approached, the [Miao Yun Hand] sealed his acupoint, grabbed his neck, flipped out of the window. Li Xian treaded on the roof tiles, traveled across the rooftops, quickly crossed several streets.
The brothel girl felt a sudden gust of wind, looked left and right, no one was in the room anymore, only the window was open.
Wang Family residence was eerily quiet, hall dimly lit by candlelight.
Wen Caishang sat calmly in the hall, caught sight of Li Xianās figure, her smile visible, said, "My Lord is handling such trivial matters, naturally extremely easily."
Wang Cuicui saw the matter was resolved, felt a thousand emotions. Towards Wen Caishang, both respectful and fearful, couldnāt express it, knelt repeatedly, saying, "Madam... thank you, truly thank you. I originally thought the world was full of complicit people, never expected there were good people like you and your Lord!"
"Good people?" Wen Caishang sneered, "Iām not. Hmph, my Lord is easygoing, willing to help you, but I wonāt allow you to look at him much. Otherwise Iāll gouge your eyes out."
Wang Cuicuiās pretty face turned white, very frightened. Seeing Wen Caishangās exceedingly beautiful appearance, but naturally with a cold and venomous air. Vaguely understood, if not for her Lordās easygoing nature, she would be extremely difficult to get along with.
Li Xian jumped into the hall. Wen Caishangās expression soft, the ice melted like honey. Wang Cuicui gently tapped her chest, slightly relieved. But thinking about the previous "threat," dare not look at Li Xian, eyes wandered, saw "Zhang Dajiang" afterwards, her gaze immediately fixed on him.
Li Xian unlocked the acupoint, threw Zhang Dajiang to the ground, said, "Take off the black cloth."
Zhang Dajiang cried out, fell to the ground. Knees swollen red, clothes disheveled, really disgraced. Wen Caishang crossed her legs, only glanced at Zhang Dajiang once, didnāt bother to look again, eyes all on Li Xian.
Zhang Dajiang pulled off the black satin. Still reeking of alcohol, swaying, clear-eyed glanced, first saw "Wen Caishang" gracefully sitting. Immediately giggled, "Beautiful woman... how...how did I get to your feet at a glance? Could it be you..."
Li Xianās mind settled, having heard Wang Cuicuiās pitiful account again. He remained cautious, definitely not fully trusting. At this moment, seeing Zhang Dajiangās lewdness, Li Xian determined Wang Cuicuiās words were ninety percent true. Hearing Zhang Dajiangās vulgar words, heart very angry, kicked hard.
"Crack," the sound of his hand bone breaking. Wen Caishang clapped her hands cheerfully. She liked Li Xian standing up for her.
Li Xian said, "Zhang Dajiang, better take a good look at her." Zhang Dajiang cried painfully, sobered up, glanced at Wang Cuicui, suddenly wailed in terror, shouted "Ghost..." rolled and crawled into the corner.
Li Xian said, "Miss Wang, how do you want to handle this? This scoundrel harmed your life, plotted to swallow your property. Killing or maiming him is justified."
Wang Cuicui lowered her head, repeatedly thanked, always listened to Wen Caishangās words, never looked at Li Xian even once. She quickly stepped forward, slapped Zhang Dajiang several times across the face.
"Slap slap," extremely fierce. Wang Cuicui gritted her teeth and hit, venting all her anger. Zhang Dajiang felt pain, seeing Wang Cuicui not dead, suddenly raised his malice, lunged at Wang Cuicui, only to be kicked flying by Li Xian.