Before Gu Qingcheng could finish stretching, Huayue Tower was reduced to a pile of chicken feathers.
Many girls even subconsciously looked in the direction of Yiranju, with longing in their eyes.
"Miss... I didn't expect that the Holy Son of Yunzong was quite popular that day, and two saints actually started fighting for him."
The boy was filled with envy. In his opinion, the Holy Son of Yunzong was simply the winner in life that day.
"What do you know!"
Gu Qingcheng's eyes turned cold, and he went downstairs and walked quickly in the direction of Yiranju.
She had a vague feeling in her heart that the scene where the saint robbed the saint was deliberately arranged.
And if that were the case... that would be terrible!
As she walked, her expression became more solemn, because there were more and more people on the road, and almost everyone was heading in that direction.
There are even city guards coming out to maintain order!
Not long after, she arrived close to Yiranju, but she couldn't do it anymore because the road in front of Yiranju was already crowded with people.
Everyone was looking eagerly in one direction. There was an old house there. It had completely collapsed and retained obvious traces of the battle!
"I heard that the Red Lotus Saint and the Youshui Sect Saint fought for hundreds of rounds and finally lost!"
"Really? So powerful! Is it really for the Holy Son of Yunzong that day?"
The people next to them kept talking, and Gu Qingcheng listened attentively.
"Isn't that true? The Saint of the Red Lotus Sect insisted on practicing alone with the Saint of the Tianyun Sect and discussing life. As a result, the Saint of the Youshui Sect was unhappy and started fighting."
"So exciting!"
"What's even more exciting is that it is said that the Red Lotus Saint practices some special skills. She must practice them alone with a man, otherwise she will go crazy and die!"
"Damn it! You're asking me for this kind of thing! Although I'm a veteran, I'm still worthy of a fight!"
"The young general is also willing to go!"
"What a wonderful idea you have, she is a saint!"
Hearing the discussion in his ears, Gu Qingcheng's face turned extremely ugly.
She was almost certain that someone was behind this. After all, where could such an unreliable saint be
But who could it be? Could it be Chen Chen, the holy son of the Yun Sect that day
Impossible, how could that guy have such a method
But besides that guy, she really couldn't think of anyone else, because the Saint of Youshui Sect was also involved in this matter.
The only one who could convince a thirty-sixth sect saint to disregard her face and do such a thing... is probably that shameless guy.
At this thought, Gu Qingcheng felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in her heart.
She couldn't think of such a method, and even if she could think of it, she wouldn't have the resources.
"hateful!"
Stomping her feet bitterly, Gu Qingcheng returned the same way. The anger she just vented yesterday was returned tenfold today, which made her feel very depressed.
And the other side.
Countless nobles have already sent people to Yiranju to inquire about how to rescue the Red Lotus Saint.
One by one, they claimed that the saint was in trouble and they must not leave her alone. As a good young man in the capital, they should act righteously in this situation...
…
By the next day, the passenger flow in Yiranju had increased more than ten times than usual.
The sect-like environment in Yiranju also gave this group of people a novel and incomparable experience.
Yiranju has five floors in total, each floor has a different sect style, and so do the girls inside.
As their names changed, their worth naturally increased a hundredfold. In just one day, Yiranju earned money that could only be earned in previous years.
When they were free, many girls cried with joy and expressed their gratitude to Chen Chen.
They never thought that one day they would be able to enjoy treatment that even courtesans could not enjoy.
…
late at night.
An Jiuniang kowtowed several times in front of her mother's mourning hall.
If my mother were still alive, I would be able to smile after seeing the situation that Yiran Ju is in today.
After leaving the mourning hall, with the help of the moonlight, An Jiuniang couldn't help but be surprised to see Chen Chen in a daze in the yard.
You know, tomorrow is the day of the thirty-six sect sorting battle, and the Holy Son doesn't go to bed early. What is he doing
Thinking of this, An Jiuniang gently moved closer and whispered: "Is the Holy Son worried about tomorrow's sorting battle?"
"No." Chen Chen did not look back, but quietly looked at the bright moon above his head.
"Why is that? Although Jiuniang is stupid and cannot help the Holy Son solve his problems, she is willing to be a quiet listener."
An Jiuniang's tone was soft. On the day before her, the Holy Son of the Yun Sect had made Yiran the whole scene within a few days. This method of turning his hands into clouds and rain made her heartbroken.
Now she suddenly saw that the Holy Son was showing his melancholy, and she couldn't help but be infected, because most of the joy brought about by Yiranju's changes was gone in an instant.
Chen Chen turned around after hearing this and said softly: "The original plan was to recruit a few more new girls tomorrow. Let's cancel it now."
"Ah? Why is this?"
An Jiuniang was a little shocked.
Chen Chen sighed, his expression a little complicated, and after a long time he said: "In some industries, even if I am the best and reach the pinnacle of the industry, it still cannot bring me any sense of accomplishment."
An Jiuniang's expression suddenly darkened when she heard this.
This industry is indeed not a respectable one.
"What the Holy Son is saying is, how many people in this industry are willing to do so when they enter the industry? Most of them are forced by life."
Chen Chen stopped talking, and kept recalling in his mind the hungry ghost-like expressions of the guests during the day, as well as the girls' pretense of aloofness under his instructions.
At this moment, he felt very vulgar.
"After all, I am a good young man with a bright mind. If I can't work in this kind of industry, I will feel guilty."
After calming down, Chen Chen recognized himself.
Whether it's living in a brothel or revitalizing Yiranju, it's just a matter of whim.
After the anger went away, he realized that he didn't like this industry.
Especially when he sees girls who he has gradually become familiar with engaging in sexual entertainment, he will feel very uncomfortable.
Because he has seen the real side of those girls, they can cry and laugh, just like ordinary girls, no one is born low and likes to do this business.
"Holy Son, what do you think should be done?" An Jiuniang asked.
"Jiuniang, do you like this business?" Chen Chen asked.
"Actually... I don't like it. When I invited the Holy Son, it was all broken. I thought that Yiranju would go bankrupt, and I would be relieved."
An Jiuniang murmured that after listening to Chen Chen's words tonight, she finally understood why she impulsively spent three hundred spirit stones to invite a saint...
Because she subconsciously wanted Yiranju to close down.
"In this case, Yiranju will keep it as it is now and don't expand any more. After a while, we will open another store next to Yiranju. The girls can choose whatever they like."
Hearing Chen Chen's words, An Jiuniang was slightly in a trance.
What she felt from the words of the Holy Son was respect for everyone.
He did not force the girls to change careers or make choices, but added an additional option to their lives.
How could those other high-ranking saints have such delicate thoughts? Of course, those people would not have sympathy for a few girls, and even for mortals, they would have little sympathy.
The man in front of me is really special.
He is obviously a dragon among men in all aspects, but his eyes can accommodate ordinary people.
While she was stunned, Chen Chen was already walking towards the room where he lived.
At this time, An Jiuniang subconsciously shouted: "Holy Son! Wait!"
"What's wrong?" Chen Chen stopped.
Looking at Chen Chen's back, An Jiuniang didn't know what to say for a moment. After a moment, she bowed Yingying and said in a very serious tone: "It is Jiuniang's blessing to know the Holy Son. Jiuniang speaks softly, but speaks from the bottom of his heart." I sincerely wish the Holy Son a prosperous military fortune tomorrow and a smooth road to immortality in the future!"
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