Chapter 59 of 100
Chapter 59
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Private room.
After the waiter left, only Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang remained in the room.
Leaning against the window, Yue Yuan sat down, placing the duster he held in his hand on the table beside him. His gaze briefly scanned the room’s decor before settling on the view outside the window, looking down at the scenery of Xiangyang from the third floor.
Even in Xiangyang, buildings several stories high were quite rare. Apart from pagodas, the Yue Lai Inn was one of the largest structures in the city.
Thus, even from the third floor, Yue Yuan could look down and take in a broad view of the surroundings.
After all, the buildings around the Yue Lai Inn were mostly two or one story, with very few being three stories, and even fewer higher than that. For Yue Yuan, the field of vision here was quite extensive.
Being at a high vantage point made many things much easier.
While Yue Yuan was leaning against the window, observing the street below, the limping girl, Lu Wushuang, was looking around the private room. The room was decorated with great taste, but unfortunately, Lu Wushuang couldn’t appreciate it. However, even so, she could still feel the serene and comfortable atmosphere the room exuded.
For a moment, Lu Wushuang was carefully and attentively observing the room’s decor, seemingly surprised by what she saw.
Huh?
Ignoring Lu Wushuang’s actions, Yue Yuan’s gaze swept over the passersby on the street for a while. He didn’t see any familiar faces or anyone with particularly high martial arts skills, so he quickly lost interest.
However, when Yue Yuan was about to look away, he was suddenly surprised.
He saw several figures in nightclothes running on the roof of the building opposite, seemingly preparing to do something underhanded.
Seeing this, Yue Yuan was filled with amazement.
In this martial arts world, it’s indeed common for people to frequently step on others’ rooftops!
Yue Yuan wasn’t interested in what they were doing. His main goal was to eat and drink well first. As long as they didn’t provoke him, he didn’t need to get involved. Besides, in Xiangyang, a city of martial artists, who knew how many experts there were?
Just the presence of Guo Jing and his wife in Xiangyang would be enough to deter those with ill intentions.
There were very few people who could have ill intentions in front of Guo Jing, after all, not everyone was a master like Jinlun Fawang.
"Ha ha!"
With a light laugh, Yue Yuan was about to look away, but then he stopped. After the black-clothed figures disappeared, another person appeared on the opposite roof. Unlike the black-clothed figures, this new person was dressed in a striking white robe, which was very noticeable in the night.
With his excellent eyesight, Yue Yuan could clearly see that the white figure was a woman...
But in this world of "The Return of the Condor Heroes," a woman who likes to wear white...
Could it be Xiaolongnü?
With wide eyes, Yue Yuan was quite surprised as he looked at the white figure in the distance. The figure turned gracefully, seemingly sensing something, and looked in his direction from afar before turning and leaping away, chasing after the black-clothed figures with graceful lightness.
This feeling—
It must be Xiaolongnü!
But what was she chasing? What did those black-clothed figures do?
Frowning, Yue Yuan thought hard but had no clue.
However, what happened next was even more unexpected. After Xiaolongnü’s figure disappeared from the opposite roof, two more figures appeared there. Upon seeing them, Yue Yuan was even more surprised.
These two new figures were wearing clothing that Yue Yuan was quite familiar with—Taoist robes. However, unlike Yue Yuan’s blue and white Taoist robe, theirs were quite plain, the standard attire of the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain.
With the moonlight, Yue Yuan recognized one of them as the infamous Yin Zhiping, and the middle-aged Taoist beside him—Yue Yuan had seen him before, it was Zhao Zijing, who had a poor relationship with Yin Zhiping.
The two Taoists talked on the roof, seemingly arguing. In the end, Zhao Zijing left with a flick of his sleeve, leaving Yin Zhiping alone. After a while, Yin Zhiping also flicked his sleeve and followed in the direction Xiaolongnü had gone.
"..."
"What’s going on?"
Leaning against the window, Yue Yuan was quite surprised. The events unfolding before him were truly astonishing.
What happened tonight?
Why are everyone rushing to the rooftops?
Although Yue Yuan didn’t know what was happening, he was certain that something significant must have occurred this evening. His gaze returned to the street, where he saw that it was even busier than before. He noticed many more beggars, holding bamboo sticks and broken bowls, walking through the crowd, not begging but seemingly searching for something.
The Beggar Sect!
The only people who could command the Beggar Sect in Xiangyang were Guo Jing and Huang Rong!
What on earth is happening?
Forget it, I need to stay calm!
Eating and bathing are more important!
Just as he was frowning in deep thought, the door to the private room opened, and the waiter brought in the dishes and wine.
"Sir, would you like me to call someone to sing a little tune for you?"
After setting the dishes on the tray, the waiter didn’t leave immediately but bowed and asked Yue Yuan.
"..."
Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang were quite speechless as they looked at the waiter. After a while, Lu Wushuang finally spoke, "Have you ever heard of a Taoist priest asking for a little girl to sing a tune?"
"Uh! I have heard of it!"
The waiter smiled shyly in response.
Lu Wushuang’s face turned green, and she waved the waiter away, saying, "No need! If anyone is to sing, it will be me!"
The waiter blinked, looked at Lu Wushuang, then at Yue Yuan, and said nothing as he turned and went downstairs.
"Huh?"
Yue Yuan was quite surprised. He was very interested in what the waiter had heard and was about to ask him to elaborate, but Lu Wushuang had already chased him away. Turning back to Lu Wushuang, Yue Yuan wanted to say, "Wushuang, your whistling is not good!"
Seeing Lu Wushuang’s suddenly bewildered expression, Yue Yuan sighed, "Forget it, let’s eat first!" He then picked up the wine jug and poured himself a full glass.
Just as he was about to take a sip, Yue Yuan’s expression suddenly changed. His gaze fell on the opposite building again, where he saw several more figures, including a middle-aged couple, who were also on the roof. They looked around briefly before leaping away.
Following them were several young men and women, roughly the same age as Lu Wushuang. After a brief discussion on the roof, they split into two groups and chased after the others.
If seeing Xiaolongnü, Yin Zhiping, and Zhao Zijing had left Yue Yuan puzzled, he had managed to suppress his curiosity and focus on the delicious food about to be served, planning to fill his stomach first.
But now, with more people appearing on the opposite roof, Yue Yuan, who had been watching from the third-floor window, could no longer hold back.
His innate curiosity and the desire to investigate the unknown, combined with his adventurous spirit, finally overcame his calm.
"Wushuang, you stay here and eat. I’ll be back soon!"
As he spoke, Yue Yuan threw the half-drunk wine glass he was holding.
The wine glass spun in the air, and the wine inside formed a beautiful spiral.
As the wine glass flew, Yue Yuan leaped out of the window on the third floor of the Yue Lai Inn, showcasing his unique lightness skills for the first time in front of Lu Wushuang.
Yue Yuan’s hands were behind his back, his blue and white Taoist robe fluttering, and his black hair flying. He stepped on the wine glass with his right foot, using the force from his throw to fly directly toward the opposite building.
The Yue Lai Inn, due to its location, was about six zhang away from the opposite building.
Lu Wushuang’s eyes widened as she watched Yue Yuan’s figure, which was flying on the wine glass, and she stood there in shock. When she finally reacted, she realized that Yue Yuan had already landed on the opposite building and disappeared, his clothes fluttering in the wind.
His figure was as graceful as a celestial being!
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