章 35: Chapter 12 Demon Killer (Part 1)_1
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Shi Jue watched Long Ling disappear, secretly contemplating his strategy. He was nearly a decade older than Long Ling, having watched her grow up from childhood. His heart was hooked on her, and the arrival of Nian Bing only heightened the sense of crisis he felt. Nian Bing was the same age as Long Ling, good-looking, and had considerable magical strength. Except for his family background, he was not inferior to him in any respect. If he joined the Mage Guild, pursuing Long Ling would not be easy. He realized he needed a counterstrategy.
Leaving the Mage Guild, Nian Bing felt great. He knew the Magic Instructor's assessment could not be wrong; he had unintentionally reached the level of the Great Archmage. He possessed two types of magic simultaneously, enabling him to cast two fourth-rank magic spells which made him much stronger than an ordinary Great Archmage. Although excited, he was not arrogant. The gap between Great Archmage and Magic Instructor was a difficult one to cross. His father had told him that he had reached the Great Archmage Realm at the age of 24, but it was not until he was 35, with the assistance of the Fire God Stone, that he entered the Magus Realm. This was exceptionally quick. The difference between a Great Archmage and a Magic Instructor was a significant gap in the Mage's world. Once that gap was crossed, one could enter the powerful Mage's Forest and no longer needed to fear any Samurai of the same level. The most powerful Great Archmage could only cast fifth level magic, while the most powerful Magic Instructor could cast eighth level magic. From fifth to eighth level, there was a quantum leap in power.
Nian Bing did not rush back to Qingfeng Vegetarian Restaurant. He bought a black full-length robe and a skull mask for children on the roadside. As he walked, a faint hint of coldness shone in his eyes. When he was about to return to the restaurant, he slipped on the black robe in a dark corner, clenched the Fire God Stone in his right hand and watched Qingfeng Vegetarian Restaurant and Dacheng Restaurant from afar. It was the peak time for customers at the restaurant. Although the crowd at Qingfeng Vegetarian Restaurant was relatively smaller, they appeared to be cultured people or ordinary mages.
Nian Bing stood still, his patience was good, he could wait. His eyes were always on the entrance of the Dacheng Restaurant, waiting for the person he wanted to meet. The Power of Fire and Ice Originating from the Same Source naturally circulated within his body, continually recovering the previously consumed Ice Element. His left hand went into his pocket, grabbing the handle of the Morning Dew Knife. He firmly believed, "If men do not offend me, I will refrain from offending them. But if someone does provoke me, I will most definitely strike back." At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent.
Finally, after waiting for half an hour, his target came out. Shopkeeper Liao San, also known as the "mangy dog" by Xue Jing, walked out of the main entrance, still holding his iron-made large fan. With a flourish, he opened his fan, fanning his chest with it. As soon as the young girls in charge of welcoming guests outside the door saw him, they immediately stood up straight, hardly daring to breathe. Liao San walked up to a girl, suddenly raised his hand to pinch her delicate face and cursed, "Are you a damn zombie? If you greet guests like this, no one will come here. Smile, do you hear?"
The girl's body shook slightly, she hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, Shopkeeper Liao San, I was wrong."
Liao San let out a lewd laugh, "Knowing your mistake is good. So, after closing today, come to my room. I'll teach you how to do things correctly in the future."
The girl's eyes filled with terror, "No, please Shopkeeper Liao San, I ... I know my mistake. Please spare me." Her knees almost gave way, and she nearly fell on the ground.
Liao San grabbed her collar, furious, "Damn it, are you trying to die? It's your great fortune to serve me. Since you don't want it, you can die for all I care." His fan was about to sweep down at the girl. Liao San suddenly felt a tightness in his hand, "Damn it, who dares to stop me." He cursed and turned around to see a middle-aged man who had grabbed his fan from behind. This man had a clean-shaven face and a dignified look, but his eyes revealed a sinister aura. As soon as Liao San saw the man's look, he immediately softened and tried to laugh it off, "Second brother, it was you! This girl dared to disrespect me. I was just going to teach her a lesson."
The middle-aged man snorted, saying, "I think you're the one who needs to be taught a lesson. When will you change your bad temper? A rabbit doesn't eat the grass around its burrow; go to the brothel if you want to sleep with a woman. If you make a fuss in here again, I will tell our elder brother and let him put you under house arrest. Don't you know that the boss hates people who affect his business most? Although we three brothers are shopkeepers, if we provoke the boss, no one can save you. Also, the elder brother asked me to warn you, never harass Xue Jing from the Qingfeng Vegetarian Restaurant again. The restaurant is backed by the Mage Guild. Even the boss wouldn't dare to offend them, let alone you. If you annoy them, and they send a high-level Mage to kill you, your death will be in vain."
Liao San, listening to the middle-aged man's scolding, felt dissatisfied in his heart, but didn't dare to say much. "Second brother, there's not much going on in the restaurant today, so I'll head out for a bit. I'll be more careful next time."
The middle-aged man nodded, saying: "Go ahead, but don't draw too much attention to yourself. Get back early, I'll speak well of you to our eldest brother."
Liao San gave a chuckle, his cheeks full of sinister flab, looking even uglier than when crying, "Off I go then. I guess the brothel it is." After finishing his sentence, he continued to fan his thick chest with the large fan in his hand, heading south along the street. Once Liao San set off, Nian Bing, who had been waiting all along, also moved. His hand, gripping the Morning Dew Knife, extended from within his robe, leisurely following in Liao San's direction just like an ordinary passerby.
Just as Nian Bing followed Liao San out, the store manager—who he had seen in the morning—hurried out of Dacheng Restaurant. The second shopkeeper, who was busy attending to customers at the door, quickly asked: "Eldest brother, you seem in a hurry. Has something happened at the restaurant?"
The store manager's chubby face quivered as he shook his head, "No trouble at the restaurant, but the boss just told me that an extremely prestigious guest will be visiting us tomorrow. He ordered me to temporarily suspend business tomorrow. After the guests leave tonight, you and the third brother are to supervise the servants to clean up thoroughly. We can't be careless."
The second shopkeeper was stunned, "Eldest brother, what type of guest is so prestigious? Last time when Prince Dong Ming visited, the boss didn't close the restaurant. Our business is large, closing for a day will significantly reduce our revenue." The store manager grew somewhat impatient, "Enough, just do as I said, and don't be careless. Where's the third brother?"
The second shopkeeper hesitated, "The third brother, he said there wasn't much work at the restaurant and wanted to go for a walk, so I let him go."
The store manager grunted, "He must have gone to the brothel again. I wonder when he will break these bad habits. Go get him back immediately. If our esteemed guest isn't properly treated tomorrow, none of us will have a good end."
The second shopkeeper hurriedly responded and rushed in the direction where the third shopkeeper had left.
Liao San hummed an off-key little tune as he walked along, musing about which brothel to visit today. After being reprimanded by Xue Jing in the morning, he was seething, wouldn't he feel better after venting somewhere? As he took a turn and entered a narrow alleyway, he was all too familiar with the area: through here was a top-tier brothel.
"Stand still, you've reached a dead end." A cold voice rang out from behind, making Liao San's hair stand on end. He quickly turned around, holding his fan in front of him.
What met his eyes was a figure dressed in black. With the illumination of the moon, he could tell that this man was tall, with broad shoulders and a wide back. On his head was a white skull mask. Suddenly seeing such a sight, Liao San couldn't help but jump in fright. "Damn it, which son of a bitch is pretending to be a ghost? I'll split you in two," he raged.
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