Li Ying's Scorpion Heart, Chapter Five: The Beauty of Jiangnan

Chief Jiang's body was found in the stable. When everyone arrived at the scene, the first thing they saw was a large pool of crimson blood! A stiff body lay in the pool of blood, its dark, simple face twisted and deformed, its lifeless, white eyes staring blankly at the sky, its expression filled with indescribable fear and astonishment.

Ren Dongjie's breath seemed to stop. He could see that there were no other external injuries on the body; this blood, enough to drown a nest of ants, had all come from Chief Jiang's mouth! He had never imagined that a person could spit out so much blood!

Lu Dahong's eyes turned red, reflecting the bloodstains on the ground, making him appear even more furious and ferocious. He bared his teeth and roared, "Which bastard did this? A real man should take responsibility for his actions! If you have the guts, step forward!"

All the warriors lowered their heads, and no one made a sound. Zhang Jiyuan coldly said, "Third Brother already said that the murderer is among our six leaders. What good is your outburst against your subordinates?"

Lu Dahong suddenly looked up and said sharply, "What makes you so sure? Although one of us is the mastermind behind it, how do you know that the one who did it tonight wasn't someone else?"

Zhang Jiyuan snorted and said, "Can't you see? Chief Jiang was ambushed with a heavy blow, resulting in his internal organs being shattered. How many people in the Shenfeng Gang could kill him with superior internal energy?"

Lu Dahong was speechless.

Luo Jingwen, who had been squatting beside the corpse and examining it carefully, turned the body over and suddenly exclaimed, "Look at his back!"

The clothes on his back were torn to shreds, and a purplish-black handprint was clearly imprinted on the exposed skin. The distance between the five fingers was unusually large, unlike anything left by a human!

The leaders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with solemnity and fear. Ren Dongjie couldn't help but ask, "How come this murderer's hands look so strange? This palm technique is so ruthless and vicious, causing those struck to vomit blood. What kind of technique is it?"

Luo Jingwen remained silent for a long time before whispering, "I wonder if Young Master Ren has ever heard of the 'Thirteen Palms of Heavenly Crippling and Earthly Damage'?"

Ren Dongjie was startled and said, "You mean the thirteen ultimate techniques of the Ruthless Evil Child, which have been lost for nearly a hundred years? Could it be... could it be that Chief Jiang was struck by the 'Withered Heart Palm'...?"

Luo Jingwen nodded and said, "That's right. The power of these thirteen palms is extremely great, but when using them, one must wear special gloves, otherwise the striker will not die instantly. For decades, it has made people in the martial arts world turn pale at the mention of it! Alas, I never thought... that someone in the martial arts world would master this kind of evil martial art..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strange song suddenly came from the deathly silent night sky!

The song was mournful and ethereal, like the mournful lament of a wronged female ghost in the deepest recesses of hell. Every word was crystal clear: "The cold wind rises, autumn chills, the bright moon shines, blood splatters! Alas, the Divine Wind Gang, none live long! Morale is in turmoil, spirits waver, the seven leaders are beheaded, beautiful women suffer endless humiliation..."

The plaintive song was like an invisible curse, gripping the hearts of everyone present. Lu Dahong's face gradually turned ashen. Suddenly, he roared, "Surround them! Search!" Before his men could respond, his massive body leaped into the air, disappearing into the darkness with lightning speed!

The others followed closely behind, constantly adjusting their search direction based on the ethereal sound. Moments later, when they reached the edge of an artificial forest, the ghostly song abruptly stopped, as if it had vanished from the world in an instant!

By this time, patrolling warriors from all directions had completely surrounded the woods. The blazing torches illuminated the surroundings as bright as day, and the gleaming swords and spears reflected in the firelight, revealing faces filled with grief, anger, and murderous intent! At the leader's command, these men would charge in like wolves, turning every inch of the woods upside down!

Even if the singing woman possessed extraordinary skills, such a thorough search would leave her nowhere to hide! But the three leaders hesitated to give the order. They exchanged complex and strange glances.

Ren Dongjie was somewhat surprised. He suddenly seemed to understand and said, "Are you all hesitating because this is a forbidden area within the gang?"

Luo Jingwen smiled wryly, "Young master, you are very perceptive! Our gang's headquarters has two forbidden areas; anyone who trespasses will be killed without mercy! One is the 'Treasure Pavilion,' where the gang leader stores his valuables, and the other is this grove of trees before us..."

Ren Dongjie's eyes flickered, and he pondered, "I see that the trees in this grove are planted in an orderly fashion, seemingly containing a hidden array of mutually reinforcing and restraining forces. Could a reclusive master reside deep within this grove?"

Lu Dahong With wide, strange eyes, he laughed loudly, "What reclusive master? She's just a spoiled, willful little princess!" He paused, as if making a great decision, and said fiercely, "Third brother, since Miss Ling and Shi Yun are both out now, let's risk being punished by our eldest brother later and just barge in to take a look..."

Luo Jingwen hesitated, and before he could answer, a deep, stern male voice suddenly drifted in from afar, "Fourth brother, don't be reckless!"

Lu Dahong's body trembled, and a look of fear and submission appeared on his fierce black face. Ren Dongjie was secretly surprised. Looking around, not only did all the warriors present immediately stand at attention, not daring to even breathe, but even Luo Jingwen and Zhang Jiyuan adopted an unusually respectful posture!

Before the voice had even finished, about thirty green-robed swordsmen with long swords at their waists appeared on the stone road. They seemed to walk casually and haphazardly, but the direction of their steps was varied yet orderly, each step deliberate and strategic, clearly indicating they had received rigorous training. Perhaps their individual martial arts skills weren't yet at the level of top-tier masters, but the combined power of their attacks would absolutely make even top-tier masters submit!

The group silently dispersed to both sides as they reached the edge of the woods, and Ren Dongjie then saw that the speaker was a middle-aged man with a commanding presence. Standing tall amidst the numerous swordsmen, he was as striking as a crane among chickens. His face was calm and dignified, his thick eyebrows slanting sharply towards his temples, clearly indicating a leader capable of commanding a group.

"Fourth brother, as the leader of the gang, we cannot disobey our elder brother's strict orders!" The middle-aged man steadily walked to Lu Dahong's side and said in an unquestionable tone, "Pass on my order: the search tonight ends here. Retreat!"

Lu Dahong's face flushed purple, veins bulging on his forehead, as if he still wanted to argue. The middle-aged man ignored him, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he swept his gaze over Ren Dongjie's face. Their eyes met, and sparks flew like swords clashing!

The middle-aged man smiled calmly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "This must be Young Master Ren.

I've heard so much about you! I am Kong Wei, the second-in-command of the Divine Wind Gang." His words were concise and to the point, without any unnecessary formalities. He had always firmly believed that power and honor were earned through blood and sweat, not through words!

Ren Dongjie didn't mince words. He stared at the other man's rough hands and suddenly said, "I've heard that Master Kong is the most outstanding lay disciple of the Shaolin School. His Vajra Palm technique has reached a level of perfection, and he already made a name for himself in the martial arts world ten years ago!"

Kong Wei remained unmoved and said calmly, "When it comes to the unpredictable wonders of hand techniques, who in the world can compare to Young Master Ren? My meager skills are nothing but a joke in front of you!"

Ren Dongjie smiled and said, "Why be so modest, Master Kong? In my opinion, with the power and speed of the Vajra Palm, it wouldn't be difficult to shatter a person's heart and cause them to bleed to death..."

Upon hearing this, everyone was moved and in an uproar. Kong Wei, however, seemed not to hear and calmly said, "Young Master Ren means that Chief Jiang may not have died from the 'Heart-Drying Palm,' but perhaps it was I, Kong, who poisoned him, is that right?"

Ren Dongjie bowed and said, "I wouldn't dare! I was just guessing... However, among the seven leaders, it seems only Brother Kong is skilled in external palm techniques, which is quite a coincidence..." He coughed at this point, knowing when to stop.

Luo Jingwen lightly shook his folding fan and said dismissively, "Young Master Ren, you are mistaken. With the internal strength of our leaders, it's not impossible for us to secretly master one or two evil palm techniques. The question now is, who had the opportunity to assassinate Chief Jiang?"

He paused, then continued, "Seventh Brother was ordered to go out tonight, so he is naturally not a suspect. As for Sixth Brother, he was injured by Young Master Ren more than two hours ago, so he probably doesn't have the strength to kill anyone. Therefore, the person who committed the murder—" He dragged out... The tone trailed off, the last syllable lingering, before Zhang Jiyuan interjected, "—It's highly likely it's one of the four of us!"

Lu Dahong leaped three feet, roaring furiously, "You bastard! You're including me? How could I kill that scoundrel Chiang Kai-shek? This is outrageous! You're talking utter nonsense!"

Luo Jingwen's face darkened, and he coldly said, "Nobody said it was definitely you! We're just discussing the facts, why are you getting so worked up?"

Lu Dahong could only shut his mouth, but his eyes still glared at him defiantly.

Kong Wei clapped his hands and said in a deep voice, "There's no point in saying more. From now on, we can only be more careful and cautious. No matter who the real culprit is..." He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces 　　, and said, word by word, "We will find him one day!"

********** ... 　　The night was so beautiful, as beautiful as the gentle gaze of a young girl. But the bloody murder that had occurred tonight cast a shadow over this beautiful night. 　　Ren Dongjie wandered alone in the headquarters, aimlessly strolling here and there. He seemed to be the most carefree person in the entire Shenfeng Gang! 　　The other leaders were busy dealing with Chief Jiang's funeral arrangements; no one had the energy to keep him company. In fact, he didn't need those men's company either! Usually, on such romantic nights, he would hold a girl's hand and stroll quietly under the moonlight and stars. Or, he would call a few of his closest old friends and chat over drinks at a roadside noodle stall. 　　In the world of martial arts, how many boring days pass by like this! Ren Dongjie stared at his lonely shadow at his feet, and a sudden wave of loss washed over him. He recalled his youth, when he had set such grand goals and lofty ideals with boundless enthusiasm. But the river of time flowed on and on, and the realities of life shattered his dreams countless times! 　　Everyone knew he was a womanizer, but who knew that even a womanizer had his own pain and sorrow… 　　Just then, a graceful figure suddenly emerged from the darkness like a drifting cloud, flitting gracefully before him like a swallow, standing beautifully in the cold wind! 　　Ren Dongjie had no choice but to stop and scrutinize this uninvited guest. One glance was enough to make his pupils light up—this was a woman of outstanding beauty! A woman who could make a man's body soften and harden in every way except for one place! 　　She wore a light, pale green blouse and a soft silk robe that clung to her slender, alluring body like skin, proudly displaying her curvaceous figure. Her delicate, smooth face was almost entirely free of any makeup. Those two proudly pouting, thin cherry lips and those clear, bright black eyes were the best adornments most women dream of. 　　She looked no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old, the most radiant age for a woman! Compared to an inexperienced girl, she appeared mature and full of charm; yet compared to a fully ripe woman, she appeared youthful and radiant. 　　Ren Dongjie admired this rare beauty and suddenly felt his mood brighten. Just moments ago he had felt some sorrow and regret, but now he wished he could immediately turn into a bee and sting this fragrant flower bud! 　　"Such stars and such a night, are you also out for a stroll and to admire the moon, Miss?" He bowed politely and smiled kindly, "If you don't mind, how about we take a walk together?" 　　The beauty didn't answer; she simply brushed her slightly disheveled hair, a gesture that made her look even more feminine. Ren Dongjie stared intently, almost reaching out to help... but for now, he could only regretfully scratch his head. 　　The beauty finally spoke, her voice clear, cold, and devoid of any emotion: "You are Ren Dongjie, one of the 'Two Unparalleled Playboys'?" 　　"Indeed, it is I..." Ren Dongjie was startled, asking in surprise, "Who are you, Miss? Do you need something?" 　　The beauty's eyes flickered, fixing on his face, and she said coldly, "I've heard that Young Master Ren is the most prominent figure in the martial arts world in recent years. Not only are your martial arts and wisdom extraordinary, but you are also a master of seduction. Unfortunately, seeing you today, hmph..." 　　Ren Dongjie's smile turned into a bitter one, and he said wryly, "What's the problem?" 　　The beauty pursed her lips tightly, arrogantly turning her face away, seemingly uninterested even in glancing at him. Though she didn't finish her sentence, her tone was clear: "Seeing is believing." " 　　There are plenty of charlatans in the martial world..." Ren Dongjie surprisingly wasn't angry, self-deprecatingly adding, "Even if you're incredibly perceptive and discover I'm one of them, it's not anything extraordinary!" 　　The beauty curled her lip, her cold, beautiful face tense, her expression a mixture of disdain and surprise. She muttered to herself, "...I really don't understand, has Third Brother taken the wrong medicine? Why invite such a playboy...I really can't see anything special about him..." 　　She pondered for a moment, then glanced up unintentionally and saw his gaze fixed intently on her firm breasts, his undisguised greed making it seem as if she were completely naked. She frowned in disgust and said coldly, "Madam Ling wants to see you now, come with me!" 　　Ren Dongjie was startled, but quickly feigned nonchalance and smiled, "Going with you is fine... However, I'd like to ask your name first, Miss?" Though 　　he asked this, he was already prepared to be rebuffed. Unexpectedly, the beauty had no intention of hiding anything. She raised her delicate chin, her bright eyes glancing sideways at the moon above Ren Dongjie's head, and said calmly, "My surname is Han, and my name is Han Bing!" “ 　　Han Bing, Han Bing…” Ren Dongjie repeated the name twice, then couldn’t help but smile knowingly. He thought to himself that this truly reflected her name; she was indeed like a block of ice, keeping everyone at arm’s length! 　　Seeing him so casually reciting her name, his smile carrying a hint of frivolity, Han Bing’s pretty face flushed red. She glared at him fiercely, then turned and gracefully disappeared into the night. 　　Ren Dongjie followed awkwardly behind, sighing with a wry smile. He knew that with a woman whose blood ran wild, one could not be hasty. To get her into bed, he needed rare patience; only by completely shattering her carefully constructed icy shell could he conquer her body and soul… 　　"It seems I need to devise a long-term plan..." Ren Dongjie pondered earnestly. He tried his best to concentrate on the problem, but his gaze kept involuntarily fixed on Han Bing's delicate body. This charming and alluring beauty possessed a unique grace even when she used her light-footed skills to fly!

The two sped along under the starry sky, one after the other. After an unknown amount of time, Han Bing suddenly stopped and pointed to a nearby building, saying, "Madam Ling lives on the top floor of this 'Listening to the Rain Pavilion.' Go up and see her yourself!"

Ren Dongjie, smelling her faint fragrance, was truly reluctant to part. His eyes darted around, and he earnestly said, "I'm new here and unfamiliar with everything at the headquarters! If you don't show me the way, and I go to the wrong room, then..."

Han Bing's pretty face darkened slightly, and she sneered, "I'm Chief Ling's cousin, not your servant to guide you! Hmph, it's your own fault if you go to the wrong room!" With that, she leaped into the air, her pale green dress fluttering in the night sky, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Ren Dongjie shrugged nonchalantly. Despite being turned away so badly, he wasn't bothered at all, nor was he discouraged!

"Don't rush, there will always be women!" He smiled to himself, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated up to the top floor.

Passing through the long corridor, he found the only door, its antique facade adorned with an exquisitely carved cluster of chrysanthemums.

—If he pushed open this door, he would see the most beautiful woman in the Jiangnan martial arts world of yesteryear!

Ren Dongjie suddenly realized his heart was pounding! For nearly five years, no outsider in the martial arts world had ever witnessed Madam Ling's beauty! Had the relentless passage of time gradually eroded this peerless beauty's looks, just as it had eroded his own ambition? The

more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and an image of a plump, middle-aged woman with a bloated face involuntarily appeared before his eyes. If that were the case, he might gouge his eyes out in frustration!

After a short while, Ren Dongjie finally mustered his courage, reached out and pushed open the door, slowly stepping into the brightly lit hall. In that instant, he made up his mind: if he really saw the repulsive, sallow-faced woman, he would immediately use his strongest lightness skill to escape!

Unfortunately, before he could even see clearly, the dazzling sword light suddenly blinded him! Eight longswords! The gleaming blades were drawn simultaneously, emitting a "whoosh" sound, like bolts of lightning piercing the air, instantly enveloping his entire body!

Ren Dongjie didn't move; the sharp sword energy was already imminent, and his eyes seemed to flash with sword light as well.

"Stop!" With a gentle and charming shout, the eight swords suddenly stopped! The sword tips had torn through Ren Dongjie's clothes and touched his skin, but he didn't even blink! The

swords were held by eight slender and beautiful young women dressed in white. They were glaring fiercely at Ren Dongjie, as if they couldn't believe that there could be such a bold and reckless man in the world, who would be so oblivious to the cold, sharp swords!

"Young Master Ren, please don't be offended. For my safety, these maids are always so cautious, almost excessively so..." A gentle, melodious voice spoke softly, its tone both charming and affectionate, like an elder sister lovingly comforting her younger brother.

—This might not be the most pleasant voice in the world, but it was the most unforgettable voice Ren Dongjie had ever heard, like a continuous stream of clear spring water seeping directly into his very being...

The long sword had moved aside, and the chilling killing intent had vanished without a trace. Ren Dongjie slowly raised his head, gazing directly ahead. He finally saw this renowned beauty from Jiangnan, whose beauty was unparalleled!

She stood under the dazzling lights, beside precious and rare furniture, her long, black hair casually draped over her shoulders, a polite, faint smile on her face. Yet, no matter how dazzling the jewels, gold, and diamonds, they could not conceal the dignified air emanating from the depths of her being, and the elegant grace in every gesture.

Li Yan's beauty lies in her "charm"; Fang Wanping's beauty lies in her "charm"; Han Bing's beauty lies in her "cold elegance"; however, Madam Ling's beauty lies in an innate "nobility," pure and refined, without a trace of worldly air, like a goddess far removed from the mortal world!

"Upon seeing Madam, I finally understood what 'stunning beauty' truly meant..." After a long while, Ren Dongjie snapped out of his dreamlike reverie and sincerely said, "In my entire life, I have never been jealous of anyone, but now I can't help but feel jealous of Chief Ling..."

Madam Ling smiled gently and said sweetly, "But I wonder what it is that you, Young Master Ren, are jealous of? Is it my husband's wealth and power? Or his three thousand concubines?"

Ren Dongjie smiled and said, "The beauties of the six palaces pale in comparison, and wealth and glory are but a dream. Compared to Madam herself, those things are nothing but fleeting clouds, so why should I be jealous?"

Madam Ling's pretty face flushed slightly, and she lowered her fair neck. A trace of sorrow seemed to appear in her beautiful eyes as she said softly, "Even Young Master Ren knows how to choose, but unfortunately my husband... he will never understand..."

Ren Dongjie was stunned for a moment, then comforted her, "Perhaps Chief Ling does understand, but he is just too embarrassed to say it..."

"Excuse me?" Madam Ling's delicate body suddenly began to tremble, her full breasts heaving rapidly, as if she were desperately trying to control her surging emotions. She forced back her glistening tears and said sarcastically, "He can say those things to his concubines, his lovers, and courtesans, but he's too ashamed to say them to his lawfully wedded wife? Is there any justice in the world?"

Ren Dongjie listened silently, then sighed with pity. He could see that Madam Ling's expression was forlorn, her face too pale; clearly, she hadn't experienced the warmth of love and affection in a long time, hadn't enjoyed the comforts of a harmonious marriage with her husband!

Many years ago, when she married into the Ling family with the resounding reputation of "the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan," did she ever imagine the loneliness she would face in her secluded chambers today?

It was love that brought two people together. But love often slips away quietly after uniting two people! This is the tragedy of life...

After a long while, Madam Ling forced a smile and said softly, "Young Master Ren, I didn't come to you with these words..." She paused, her pretty face now completely calm, and said lightly, "My husband has mysteriously disappeared, and I was assassinated. What is the real reason for all this? I'm afraid you don't know, do you?"

Ren Dongjie was moved and said, "If Madam knows, I would like to hear the details!"

Madam Ling stared into his eyes and said, word by word, "It's for a treasure of enormous value!"

**********

At the same moment, outside the No. 1 room of the Yingbin Restaurant, the man in black, hidden among the branches of the trees, gradually grew impatient. He had been waiting for two whole shifts, his legs aching terribly, but there was still no movement from the room.

From his angle, he could see the entire huge bridal sedan chair. The low-hanging curtains were like an unmoving fence, completely blocking all view.

"Damn it, this girl is incredibly patient, staying inside for so long! Can she even hold back her eating, drinking, and relieving herself? Or is she just taking care of herself inside the sedan chair?" the man in black muttered under his breath, forcing himself to continue monitoring the bridal sedan chair.

Suddenly, he felt a light tap on his left shoulder. Startled, he was about to retaliate when a familiar voice called out, "Seventh Brother, it's me!"

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. In the moonlight, a very thin man was perched on a tree branch behind him. This man had high cheekbones and a hideous tumor on his forehead—it was none other than the sixth leader of the Divine Wind Gang—"Angry Sword Rat" Zuo Leidong!

A few hours ago, at the brothel, Zuo Leidong was thrown heavily to the ground by Ren Dongjie. He seemed to be seriously injured, needing the maids to carry him away. Who would have thought that in such a short time, he would emerge completely unharmed, seemingly without any loss of skill? Isn't this strange?

– Did he take some kind of miraculous healing elixir? Or was his injury not as severe as it appeared?

The man in black, unaware of Zuo Leidong's past setback, harbored no suspicion and exclaimed happily, "Sixth Brother, what brings you here?"

Zuo Leidong laughed, "To relieve you! I imagine you've been keeping watch for most of the day; you must be exhausted. Go back and get some sleep. I'll take care of things here!"

The man in black, feeling drowsy, didn't refuse and whispered, "Then I'll trouble you, Sixth Brother! I'll take my leave!"

Zuo Leidong suddenly grabbed his wrist, his expression grave, and said, "Seventh Brother, I can only stand guard until dawn! You must return before then, and don't mention this tonight's shift to anyone, understand?"

The man in black nodded, used his lightness skill, and quietly leaped through the branches, returning to the Divine Wind Gang's headquarters.

After he disappeared from sight, Zuo Leidong suddenly pushed off with both feet, leaping three zhang horizontally through the air and into room number one of the Heavenly tiers through the window.

A soft, languid female voice immediately came from inside the bridal sedan chair, slowly saying, "You're late!"

Zuo Leidong laughed, "Being early is not as important as being timely. As long as the goal is achieved, what does a slight delay matter?" As he spoke, he looked around, puzzled, "Huh? Where have all your men gone?"

The woman in the sedan chair said, "I've already sent them away. How could I let them hear such a confidential conversation? Hey, how's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

Zuo Leidong flicked his mustache, smugly saying, "I've got some leads. Now, please move the sedan chair out, and I'll explain in detail."

The woman in the sedan chair chuckled softly, lazily saying, "I've been traveling the martial world for over a year, and I've never been too lazy to leave this sedan chair. Aren't you afraid of tiring me out?"

Zuo Leidong chuckled, "Since you're afraid of getting tired, why don't I just get into the sedan chair? Anyway, there's enough space inside; it won't hurt to accommodate a few more people..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lunged forward, darting to the side of the sedan chair curtain like an arrow released from a bow.

Just as he was about to reach out and pull back the curtain, a sudden gust of wind blew, and two golden beams shot out from the sedan chair, one above the other, with incredible speed and force. He was already on guard, and with a quick pinch of his index and middle fingers, he firmly caught the hidden weapons. Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared before his eyes, and four more hidden weapons attacked within three feet of him. Startled, Zuo Leidong flipped in mid-air, leaping more than ten feet backward. He heard a soft "whoosh," followed by a chill down his groin—his belt had been snapped.

He frantically grabbed his slipping trousers, his heart filled with anger, shame, and a touch of fear. He cried out, "Hey, hey, how could you aim your hidden weapon here? If you're not careful, I'll be childless!"

The woman in the sedan chair giggled, "Who told you to be so bold, daring to try and peek at my face... But, considering how diligently you've served me, I haven't taken your life. On the contrary, I've rewarded you with a large sum of money! What, instead of thanking me for sparing your life and bestowing wealth, you dare to complain?"

Zuo Leidong looked down at his palm and realized that the hidden weapon between his fingers was actually two gold leaves. Although the leaves were thin and fine, they were made of pure gold. He smiled wryly, "Miss, you're quite generous. A few throws of hidden weapons and you've already spent several taels of gold. Such extravagance is something I, Zuo, have never seen before!"

The woman in the sedan chair slowly said, "As long as we find the treasure left behind by the Crimson Flame Sect, we'll have enough wealth to last several lifetimes. Why would we care about a few taels of gold?"

Zuo Leidong looked worried and said, "The Crimson Flame Treasure was originally only known to you, me, and a few leaders. But someone leaked the news, and these past few days, more and more experts have gathered in Jinling City. 'Iron-Necked Judge' Fu Heng and 'Thousand-Handed Arhat' Tang Gang are not easy to deal with! I heard even 'Ren'..." "The chivalrous hero Wei Tianying is also on his way. We've planned this carefully for a long time; we hope we don't become someone else's stepping stone."

The woman in the sedan chair seemed unconcerned, coldly snorting, "The more people, the better for muddying the waters! These people are indeed top-notch experts, but they each have their own agendas. They can't unite and they restrain each other. In my opinion... hehe,

they're just a bunch of arrogant fools. What's so great about them?" Zuo Leidong scratched his head and nodded, saying, "Miss

's analysis is good, but we still need to be extra careful! 　　Tonight, I carefully investigated all the key locations of the headquarters and discovered..." His voice grew softer and softer, his ugly face filled with a solemn expression. Although the candlelight in the room was bright, it still cast a thick shadow on his face!

********** ... 　　He had just taken a refreshing hot bath, washing away the grime from his skin and the fatigue from his mind. Madam Ling had told him to rest, but he was wide awake, not even a hint of sleepiness in his eyes! 　　How could he possibly sleep? So much had happened that day; he needed to sort out his thoughts. 　　—The treasure? What kind of treasure was it? Madam Ling had revealed this information, but why wouldn't she finish, instead insisting he ask Master Luo? 　　—Who was the singing woman who acted like a ghost? Ling Zhenfei had so many lovers; how many other women were involved in this incident? 　　Ren Dongjie suddenly realized how little he knew, and his thoughts were a jumbled mess. Whenever he closed his eyes, several beautiful figures involuntarily appeared in his mind—such noble, elegant, and captivating figures, yet so distant and unattainable! 　　“Ling Zhenfei, Ling Zhenfei, you really are a charming and amorous character, with women who are all stunningly beautiful…” Ren Dongjie muttered to himself, then suddenly clenched his fist and said, “But what kind of person am I, Ren Dongjie? How could I lose to you? Hehe! What you can do, I can do too, and I’ll do it even better!” 　　The Shenfeng Gang’s task for him was to quickly uncover the truth of the bloodbath and find the murderer. But his own task was to conquer all the beauties he saw, conquering them both physically and emotionally! 　　This task was undoubtedly extremely difficult, but he always believed that a man’s character and value were demonstrated in the process of overcoming difficulties. As for the specific method, he hadn’t figured it out yet, but a way would always come. Because there is no absolutely chaste woman in this world who cannot be seduced, just as there is no martial arts technique that is without flaws. 　　Imagining the intoxicating sensation of being intimate with beauties, legs intertwined, Ren Dongjie couldn’t help but feel excited, and his breathing became much heavier. But just then, he suddenly noticed a faint, strange fragrance wafting in the air. 　　"The fragrance of roosters crowing at dawn!" he immediately recognized it, a cold smile creeping across his face. If such a low-class trick could seduce him, he would have been dead hundreds of times over. He had at least twenty-three ways to break free from the drug. 　　Who was so audacious as to do such a thing in the main headquarters? Could it be… the murderer? 　　Ren Dongjie held his breath, lowered his eyelids, and feigned unconsciousness, lying quietly on the bed, waiting for the situation to unfold further.

After a long while, the incense in the room began to dissipate slowly. With a creak, the window was pushed open from the outside, and a dark figure appeared outside.

The figure glanced inside first, then nimbly leaped into the room, walking step by step towards the bed.

Ren Dongjie secretly opened his eyes a crack. The figure was shrouded in darkness, its outline and features indistinct. He could only vaguely make out that it wasn't very tall, with two braids seemingly floating behind its head, and a faint fragrance emanating from its body—not the incense used to incapacitate, but a woman's natural body scent!

Ren Dongjie suddenly felt that the scent was familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before. His mind raced, but before he could react, the other person had already chuckled.

"Young Master Ren, I know you're not asleep, stop pretending!" The woman laughed sweetly and said, "Hey, a girl like me comes to your room in the middle of the night, and you don't even dare to light a lamp?"

Ren Dongjie smiled bitterly and helplessly got out of bed, lit the oil lamp on the table, and then he saw a beautiful and delicate face staring at him with a smug and mocking expression.

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