Chapter 81

"Master of the Hundred Households! Everyone is here, a total of three hundred and twenty or so people. There are about two hundred and sixty girls, and the rest are madams, pimps, enforcers, accountants, and so on."

Lin Xinshan wiped the sweat from his forehead, slightly bowed, and reported to Wu Fan in a low voice. There was no choice; Lin Xinshan was a tall and strong man, over eight feet tall. Wu Fan was still young, shorter and weaker than Lin Xinshan. If Lin Xinshan did not bow, it would look like he was looking down on Wu Fan, which would be very disrespectful.

Wu Fan pursed his lips, patted Lin Xinshan's shoulder, and said, "Well done! Now, clear out all the tables and chairs in the hall to make space!"

"Understood!"

Lin Xinshan saluted and led the Eagle Yang Guard to roughly clear the hall, making a loud noise that made some timid people scream in fright.

The fair-skinned man who Wu Fan had met last time was still there. He greeted Wu Fan with obvious displeasure and said, "Master Wu, didn't we agree last time? What do you really want?"

Wu Fan smirked and asked, "Where's Old Zhang?"

The fair-skinned man was taken aback and then said, "Uncle isn't here today. He rarely comes, only when it's time to check the accounts."

Wu Fan nodded and flipped his mood faster than a dog: "I don't want to talk to you. Get lost! If you say another word, I'll kill you immediately!"

The fair-skinned man instantly turned red with anger, but when he saw Wu Fan's hand already on the scabbard, he was frightened and angrily huffed, then returned to the crowd.

Soon, Lin Xinshan and his men cleared out enough space in the hall. He directed the gathered crowd to stand in one area and ordered the other Eagle Yang Guards to surround them to prevent anyone from escaping.

Lin Xinshan came over and asked, "Master of the Hundred Households..."

Wu Fan waved his hand to interrupt Lin Xinshan and said with a smile, "I'll handle the rest!" He then walked towards the crowd of women and said loudly, "Ladies! This is probably the second time I've met you all! I've been very tired lately, and my temper isn't the best. If I offend you, please bear with me! Bear with me!"

Looking at Wu Fan's smile, who would believe it? Last time he came, he showed his skill in changing moods. One moment he was smiling, the next he had killed the head enforcer of the Fragrant Breeze House with a single strike, and everyone had seen it.

Wu Fan didn't care about the crowd's reaction. He paced back and forth in front of them and continued, "Duan Xiuxiu is dead! Yes, dead. But she was different from you. Who was she? On the surface, she was one of the top courtesans at the Fragrant Breeze House. In reality? I bet you don't know, but she was a heretic of the Maitreya Sect! What is the Maitreya Sect? A band of rebels!"

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Wu Fan clapped his hands and said loudly, "I'm here today to investigate this rebel! Of course... and her accomplices!" Seeing the crowd's uproar, Wu Fan pressed his hands down and said, "I'm not lying to you! It's true! Some of you are from the Maitreya Sect, you are rebels! So, step forward! Don't make me find you, or I'll be very angry!"

Standing there, Wu Fan smiled and scrutinized the crowd, not saying anything more, but began to look at each person's face one by one.

The atmosphere was extremely strange, and the crowd was uneasy.

But...

There was no movement.

Wu Fan's initial scrutiny turned into close contact. He approached the courtesans, starting with the first one, standing very close, sniffing from top to bottom, and then staring intently into her eyes, making the courtesan bow her head and sob, but he didn't let her go. He lifted her chin and continued to look, saying, "Eyes are the windows to the soul. Whether your heart is red, black, pure, or dirty, I can see it," and patted the woman's face, smiling, "Good girl, you're not it!"

"Thud!"

"Whimper."

"Rustle."

The courtesan collapsed on the ground, covering her face and crying, and then... she wet herself.

Wu Fan rubbed his nose and said, "You're too timid! Too timid!"

Suddenly—

"Ah—!"

A scream suddenly rang out.

In the back of the crowd, a woman held a short blade and stabbed an Eagle Yang Guard.

"Don't kill her!"

Lin Xinshan quickly shouted, but it was too late. The woman had already fallen under the blade.

He hurried over to check, finding that the woman was breathing out more than she was breathing in. Lin Xinshan was furious and reached out to hit the Eagle Yang Guard.

"Slap!"

Wu Fan caught Lin Xinshan's hand and said, "It's fine! She couldn't handle the pressure and was determined to die. If we didn't kill her, she would have killed someone else. It's better this way... hehehe..."

Lin Xinshan was speechless.

[Indeed, there were some who didn't manage to escape! My judgment was correct! No! I should say, there are indeed remnants of the Maitreya Sect!]

Wu Fan instantly narrowed his eyes.

Wu Fan looked at the woman who was still breathing and, without caring about the dirt on the ground, lay down next to her, face to face, and followed her gaze, saying, "She thought that by dying, everything would be over, but that's a big mistake! In fact, she has already betrayed her accomplices!"

Standing up, Wu Fan smiled and said, "When a person is on the brink of death, they always want to see the people closest to them, their parents, siblings, children... She is a courtesan with no family. Who would she look at? Only her accomplices!"

Pointing to the left side of the crowd, Wu Fan extended his right arm and slightly tilted his head, saying, "Commander Lin, follow this line and separate the people on that side!"

Although Lin Xinshan didn't understand what Wu Fan was doing, he had strong execution skills and led his men to separate about thirty men and women.

Wu Fan clapped his hands, walked to the thirty people, looked left and right, and smiled, saying, "Who is it? Step forward! Really! I won't say this a third time. This is already the second time, so don't blame me for not giving you a chance! Step forward, tell me what I want to know, and I'll give you a chance to live. Don't make me find you myself, or you'll die a very ugly death!"

The fair-skinned man was also among the thirty people. He already felt that things were not going well and began to plead, "Master Wu! Master Wu! What do you really want! You... You! For the sake of the Buddha, let me go! Ah? Let me go, and I'll reward you! I... I am the son-in-law of the Zhang family in Yingyang! I..."

Wu Fan bared his teeth, tilted his head at Lin Xinshan, and winked.

Lin Xinshan immediately understood and pulled the fair-skinned middle-aged man out.

Wu Fan turned, walked to another group of people, and groped a woman, finding a silk scarf, which he sniffed playfully, showing what he thought was a warm smile. But to the others, his smile looked like a demon's.

Folding the silk scarf, Wu Fan said to the fair-skinned man, "Now, we'll play a game! To decide your fate," and pointed to the others, "and yours! A game of life and death!"

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