Xiao He did not know martial arts, so she did not know that King An, who was in front of her, had already become one of the most elite people in the Jianghu. He could be referred to as Xuan Zhan Tian Xiang.
He only knew that King An had changed.
His aura became stronger.
She did not dare to look at his side profile again.
Zhao Wumian stood up and opened the door. The brothel madame almost fell in. She steadied herself and smiled charmingly.
"Your Highness King An, are you satisfied with Xiao He?”
At the same time, the brothel madame kept sizing up Zhao Wumian.
Zhao Wumian gestured for the brothel madame to enter the house and then closed the door.
He sat on the chair.
He sized up the madam.
Then, he said.
"You know what?"
"The first time I saw you, I thought you were an expert!”
"Great expert!"
"He's at least a legendary fourth realm martial artist!”
"What a pity."
Zhao Wumian shook his head.
"My eyes are not sharp enough."
"Zhao Fou doesn't think too highly of me. In six years, he only sent a ninth-grade martial artist to guard me.”
"It seems that the Crown Prince of Great Song doesn't take me seriously at all!”
The brothel madame smiled charmingly.
"I don't understand what Your Highness King An is saying.”
" One thousand girls are done. The one million taels of silver that His Highness King An promised, is it…"
"We have a written agreement."
"If His Highness King An wants to renege on the debt, this old one will definitely go to Lin An residence to complain.”
Zhao Wumian smiled.
"Then, spread the word that I, Zhao Wumian, can't afford to pay for my services, and make my reputation even worse. In Zhao Gou's heart, I'm a complete cripple.”
"At that time, even if Minister Huang still protects me, you can still kill me.”
"Am I right?"
Zhao Wumian called Zhao Gou by his name, causing Xiao He to cover her ears.
The name of the emperor is taboo, and those who call it are killed.
The listener would also be punished.
However, the brothel madame did not seem to care. Her charming smile turned into a cold smile.
"Since Your Highness King An has seen through it so thoroughly, it's time to give me one million taels of silver.”
"Otherwise, I won't be able to explain myself to His Highness the Crown Prince!”
Six years of planning and a thousand girls. Zhao Wumian was willing to give himself up, so Zhao Fu was naturally willing to help.
One million taels of silver was Zhao Wumian's death wish.
Zhao Fu knew that Zhao Wumian wouldn't be able to hand it over.
The brothel madame also knew.
Therefore, tomorrow in Lin 'an, the news that His Highness King An could not afford to pay for the prostitutes would reach the ears of the Emperor.
At that time, this King An would be completely removed from the emperor's heart.
Zhao Fu was the only prince.
The only one.
Zhao Wumian slowly stood up.
"Aren't you curious why I can tell that you're a ninth-grade martial artist at a glance?”
The brothel madame sneered.
"Your Highness King An, don't waste time. Think about how to beg Minister Huang to protect you in front of the emperor tomorrow!”
"Is it strange that you guessed my identity and know that I'm a ninth-grade martial artist?”
"Could it be that the aura just now was that His Highness King An had stepped into the fourth realm?”
Zhao Wumian grinned.
"You guessed right."
As one of Nie Feng's ultimate techniques, Windgod's Legs was a martial art that combined moves and internal energy.
At the peak mastery realm, not only did his combat strength increase greatly, but his internal strength also increased greatly.
This was also why Zhao Wumian had stepped into the Profound Finger Realm.
A swift kick flashed past.
The brothel madame was sent flying.
His aura rapidly decreased.
One move.
Zhao Wumian crippled the brothel madame's martial arts in one move.
He had beaten him into a cripple!
The reason why the brothel madame was able to become the manager of the Fragrance Pavilion and watch over Zhao Wumian for six years was naturally not because she was a ninth-grade martial artist.
It was because he had a sharp eye and did things flawlessly.
Although it was just one move, the brothel madame could already tell that this Third Grade Martial Artist King An was now a high and mighty Profound Finger Sect Master!
The strange aura in the room just now was indeed the strange movement of King An entering the Finger Profound Realm.
He had fallen.
In this line of work, the knife licked blood.
Death was only a matter of time.
Although the brothel madame was surprised, she clearly had the peerless talent of stepping into the Finger Profound realm, why did she only show it at the age of eighteen?
If he had revealed it earlier, he wouldn't have lived such a cowardly life these few years.
But that was not important anymore.
The brothel madame closed her eyes.
Begging for mercy and running away were all useless.
In front of Profound Finger Grandmaster, her strength as a ninth-grade martial artist was a joke.
Moreover, she was now crippled and could not even be considered a joke.
Zhao Wumian squatted down.
"There's a reason why I didn't kick you to death.”
"You can contact Zhao Fu and help me contact him. Ask him if he still wants the one million taels of silver.”
"If you want it, send someone to the Fragrance Pavilion.”
"I welcome him even more.”
The brothel madame opened her eyes.
"Your Highness King An is really courting death!”
You're just a third-grade martial artist, but the Crown Prince wants you dead.
Now that you're referring to the Xuan Master, why would the Crown Prince let you live?
Profound Finger Sect Master was very strong.
However, the Crown Prince's subordinates were not weak either.
The Evil Warding Troop, which had become famous in the martial world in recent years, was the Crown Prince's force.
I can still kill a Profound Finger Grandmaster.
The brothel keeper held her right shoulder and staggered out of the door. Xiao He quickly put on her clothes and left.
As the brothel madame stepped out of the Wafting Fragrance Pavilion's door, both the guests and the ladies of the Wafting Fragrance Pavilion quickly left like Xiao He.
Not long after.
The entire Wafting Fragrance Pavilion was empty except for Zhao Wumian.
Fifteen minutes later.
More than ten men in black broke through the door and window.
The sword in his hand flashed with white light as he stabbed toward Zhao Wumian.
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