Wuxia: Little Father of the Prince of Northern Liang. Wudi City
1 Zhai Xing Lou’s Storyteller, Maid Qing Niao

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The Nine Regions was vast and boundless, with countless dynasties.

If you asked which dynasty was the strongest?

Perhaps no one can answer you.

However, if you asked where was the most prosperous place?

Then as long as they were Jianghu people,

They would all answer in unison, Wudi City!

Wudi City was not only the border between the Liyang Dynasty and the other dynasties.

It was also the last "backbone" of the martial artists of the Liyang Dynasty.

Back then, the King of Beiliang, Tu Xu Xiao, personally led the Snowy Dragon Cavalry and rode on the Jianghu.

Seven or eight out of ten martial arts sects in Liyang had gone, and all the martial artists in the world had bowed their heads.

The Second in the World, Wang Xianzhi, was still in control of Wudi City and had killed several envoys.

In the end, even the Liyang Empire was helpless and could only turn a blind eye.

Both sides reached a verbal agreement that they would not interfere with each other.

...

Wudi City, Zhai Xing Lou.

At this moment, it was packed with people.

The entrance fee of a hundred taels of silver was still unable to stop the Jianghu heroes from coming.

Although the storytelling hadn't started yet, the atmosphere in the hall had already reached its peak.

On the high platform.

Dressed in a white robe, Ye Chang 'an sat leisurely with a folding fan in his hand.

Beside him was a cold and elegant beauty. She was like a maid pouring tea and pouring water, adding fragrance to her red sleeves.

If anyone who knew this maid saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked.

"Is this still the daughter of the Northern Spear Immortal King Xiu, the cold-faced and cold-spoken Qing Niao?”

"What's so special about this storyteller?”

"How did you train her to be so gentle?”

......

On the second floor, in the private room of the Heaven Pavilion.

A man in black stood in front of the window and looked at Ye Chang 'an, who was standing on the high platform.

Without turning his head, he asked the man behind him coldly,

"Han Fei, is this the Ye Chang 'an you mentioned?”

Han Fei, the Ninth Young Master of Korea, chuckled and said,"

"Exactly. What do you think, Brother Wei Zhuang?”

"Is it still in your eyes?"

Wei Zhuang turned around and sat opposite Han Fei. He picked up the glass on the table and drank it all.

"I don't see anything special about it."

"On the other hand, I can't see through the maid beside him!”

Han Fei also took a sip of the wine in his hand and explained,"

"This storyteller from Zhai Xing Lou is called Ye Chang 'an.”

"Not only is this person good at telling stories, but most importantly, he knows many secrets of the martial arts world.”

"In the past, just the secrets of martial arts that he casually mentioned could shock countless people. Some people even benefited a lot from it.”

"There are also rumors in the martial world that he knows everything in the world.”

Wei Zhuang looked at Han Fei coldly.”

Han Fei smiled." We'll know if it's a rumor or not.”

With that, Han Fei took out the jade pendant that his sister, Princess Red Lotus, had given him.

He casually threw it toward the high platform. The power of Confucianism circulated, and the jade pendant hovered steadily in front of Ye Chang 'an.

......

On the high platform.

The green bird got up from Ye Chang 'an's arms, took the jade pendant in front of her, and looked at Han Fei's private room.

"The jade pendant is exquisitely carved and can be called a masterpiece.”

"It is decorated with top-grade jade and a rare sapphire.”

"With this sapphire that is as transparent as the sea. On the market, it would be worth at least a thousand gold taels.”

"Young Master is too polite."

As the green bird finished speaking, the entire place went into an uproar.

One had to know that possessing a thousand taels of gold could already be considered rich and noble.

And to be able to casually give out a thousand gold taels as a reward…

If it wasn't for the nobility, the world's wealthiest people wouldn't have such a heroic spirit.

......

At this moment, in the corner of the hall on the first floor,

A sloppy-dressed youth with an extraordinary temperament seemed to be a little emotional.

"I was the one who said that good work should be rewarded.”

"Sigh! He didn't expect that he would be envious of others today.”

The old servant beside the young man, however, took a pot of yellow wine and took a sip.

"It's Young Master's fault for not returning to the Imperial Residence after his travels.”

"This is Wudi City, not the Northern Liang Mansion.”

"No one knows that you are the heir of the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian.”

It turned out that the two of them were Xu Fengnian, the son of the Prince of Beiliang, and Jian Jiuhuang, the old servant with a broken tooth.

Xu Fengnian quickly snatched the yellow wine from Old Huang's hand and said angrily,

"Leave some for me. In order to make up for the entrance fee, I don't even have a tael of silver on me.”

"If it wasn't for Mother's instructions. I won't spend a hundred taels of silver.”

"That's a hundred taels, enough to buy a few bottles of good wine.”

At this moment, Nangong Pushe, who was dressed in a white robe and looked like a handsome man, said coldly to the sighing Xu Fengnian,"

"Just listen to the books quietly. If you don't want to listen anymore, then leave now.”

Xu Fengnian hurriedly shut his mouth, not daring to speak.

After all, he still needed this beauty to escort him back to Northern Liang from Wudi City.

......

On the second floor, in the private room of the Heaven Pavilion.

Han Fei was surprised to see Ye Changan put aside the jade pendant that was worth thousands of dollars.

"Normally, storytellers would be overjoyed to receive such a reward.”

"But he didn't care. It seems that the rumors are not all baseless.”

Wei Zhuang frowned and asked in confusion,""What are you playing at?"

Han Fei patted Wei Zhuang's shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

Then, he shouted at Ye Chang 'an on the high platform,

"I heard that Mr. Ye is an extraordinary person in the world and knows the secrets of the world.”

"A few months ago, something big happened in the Great Qin Continent.”

"The number one assassin organization in the world, the first class assassin of the Network, the Black and White Profound Jian, suddenly died mysteriously.”

"I'm also from the Great Qin Prefecture, so I'm especially curious about this matter.”

"I wonder if Mr. Ye can answer my doubts?”

Hearing Han Fei's words, Wei Zhuang immediately understood Han Fei's intention.

There were less than five people in the world who knew the truth about the cause of death of Yue Ba's Eighth Sword, Black and White Profound Jian.

Moreover, Wei Zhuang could guarantee that among the people who knew about this matter, this storyteller in front of him was definitely not among them.

If Ye Chang 'an, who was rumored to be a god, knew about this matter.

However, it was not enough to prove that he was as "knowledgeable" as the rumors said.

However, it could also prove that he was indeed extraordinary.

When Wei Zhuang thought of this, he could not help but be filled with anticipation.

"Does he have a false reputation, or does he really know everything?”

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