The masked man looked at the woman in front of him and gently pressed his mask with his hand: "It seems that there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers on this Golden Wind."
"It is also thanks to the Mu family's poor vision that we were able to sneak into this Tianzi ship. If they had discovered earlier that there were distinguished guests from Shanglin Palace on the ship, it would not have been a turn for small people like us to be here." The woman bent slightly, her eyes moving, full of charm.
"Are you trying to disgust me? Thousand-Faced Buddha Murong He." The masked man said slowly.
"You guessed wrong. I am not Murong He." The woman smiled with her hands covering her mouth.
"Oh? Could it be the Thousand Faces Man He Xue?" the masked man said again.
"I know that you are well-informed in Qianjiyuan and know everything in the world, but you really can't guess who I am." The woman made a "please" gesture, "I am going back to my room, Sir, take care."
"Okay." The masked man turned around and strode away.
The door was pushed open at this time, and the person who stepped into the room turned out to be the pot-bellied rich man again. He smacked his lips and shook his head: "It's really a bit disgusting."
Nangong Xier finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the sword in her hand, but she was still a little confused. Who were the two people living in the next room? They would go against Shanglin Tiangong to protect her. And was there anyone else living in the room that was always closed? If so, who were they
This Golden Wind seemed to be far more complicated than he had imagined.
"Young Master, have you made up your mind?" Shopkeeper Yan asked after seeing Mu Nianhua coming back from the deck and picking up the teacup on the table and taking a sip.
Mu Nianhua sat down opposite him and asked the first question: "If I decide to do it, Manager Yan, will you knock me out and take me back to the Mu family?"
"I dare not." Shopkeeper Yan shook his head. "You are the master and I am the servant. Even if I am extremely reluctant, I have to obey you."
"Really?" Mu Nianhua raised his eyebrows.
"Really." Shopkeeper Yan poured a cup of tea for Mu Nianhua.
Mu Nianhua took it and drank it all, then slammed the cup on the table: "Let's drink it!"
"Sir, don't you think about it again?" Shopkeeper Yan frowned slightly.
"Yunxia." Mu Nianhua called out loudly, and a beautiful girl in white came up immediately and handed over a pure gold abacus. Mu Nianhua took the abacus and placed it in front of Shopkeeper Yan.
"Sir, what are you doing?" asked Shopkeeper Yan.
Mu Nianhua raised his eyebrows and said, "Shopkeeper Yan, your abacus was broken. Yours is made of copper. I will give you a pure gold one. Please do the math for me."
"Sir, what do you want to settle?" Shopkeeper Yan touched the abacus. It was indeed made of pure gold, with excellent texture and fine workmanship, unlike any ordinary product.
"Shopkeeper Yan is very meticulous. How could you not know what I'm talking about? Let's do the math." Mu Nianhua poured a cup of tea for Shopkeeper Yan.
Shopkeeper Yan sighed, took the abacus, and fiddled with the beads on it: "Except for the crew members on the Golden Wind, there are three hundred real guards. And there are nineteen killing knives on the Qingming Academy. These three hundred people are just a matter of one knife per person in front of those killing knives."
Mu Nianhua took the abacus and clacked it a few times: "There are still 19 Golden Swordmen. They are the most outstanding followers of my Mu family. We spent a lot of money to invite them from the martial arts world. Are they not good enough?"
“If the hired followers can beat the disciples of Shanglin Tiangong, then my Mu family would have been number one in the world long ago. The nineteen golden swordmen are just a matter of using one or two swords compared to ordinary followers.” Shopkeeper Yan cleared all the pieces that Mu Nianhua had played.
"Then the two of them..." Mu Nianhua picked up two seeds.
"Their existence is to prevent such things from happening. If they only relied on a few hundred followers and nineteen golden swordmen, the Golden Wind would have sunk to the bottom of the river long ago. However, these two priests are the last trump card. If the trump card is revealed and not used, then it will be a complete failure." Shopkeeper Yan touched the two seeds, "If there were only the nineteen killing knives, then it would be a piece of cake. Unfortunately, in addition to the nineteen killing knives, they also brought a tiger."
"Tiger?" Mu Nianhua was stunned.
"Although Wen Ze from Qianji Academy did not reveal this person's name, I can guess that he must be talking about the deputy commander of Qingming Academy, Crouching Tiger. This person is very powerful..." Shopkeeper Yan whispered.
"How powerful is it?" Mu Nianhua asked.
Shopkeeper Yan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly threw the two abacuses down.
"No chance at all?" Mu Nianhua still didn't give up.
"Not a single chance." Shopkeeper Yan said firmly and concisely.
"The Chunxue in the Tianzi room." Mu Nianhua raised his head and looked at Shopkeeper Yan, lowering his voice very low.
Shopkeeper Yan pressed the golden abacus: "Even if you move all the wealth of the Mu family to the door of Chunxue Room, that person won't even raise an eyelid. I don't know who the owner told you about the person in that room, but remember, young master, that's just a passenger."
“Okay, but our bargaining chips are more than what I just said.” Mu Nianhua stood up, “We also have two disciples from the academy, one is as beautiful as a fairy, one... one..." He thought for a long time but couldn't think of how to describe Su Baiyi. After all, he seemed to be useless.
"There's another man." Mu Nianhua shook his head, feeling rather helpless, but soon raised his head again, with a hint of pride in his tone, "Also, there's me."
Tianzihao, scattered houses.
Su Baiyi, who was sweating profusely, had a long sword hanging on his waist, a pot of wine in his left hand, and a lunch box in his right hand. He kicked the door lightly with his foot: "Senior Sister, I'm back."
"Come in." Nangong Xier replied.
Su Baiyi pushed the door open, walked in, and closed the door with a shrug. He threw the things in his hands at his senior sister and said, "Senior sister, let's have dinner."
Nangong Xier stood up and looked at the wine jug in Su Baiyi's hand: "Why is there still wine?"
"I'm used to it. I used to be sent out to buy food every night, and I would bring back a pot of wine when I came back. The apricot blossom wine in Xinghua Village is not strong, but a little sweet. My master and I can drink a big pot of it every night. There is no apricot blossom wine on this boat, so I found some slightly sweet rice wine. I just tasted it and it's not bad." Su Baiyi sat down.
"Didn't you say you are very poor? Why do you always go out to buy food? Why don't you cook it yourself?" Nangong Xier opened the lunch box and took out the food inside.
"I'm afraid you don't know my master's cooking skills..." Su Baiyi shook her head repeatedly, "That dish is not something that a human can swallow. Even Da Huang would turn around and leave after smelling it."
"Tell me about your master." Nangong Xier smiled.
That smile was full of spring breeze and was exceptionally gentle.