Starting as The Young Master of A Pharmacy, He Trained Swordsmanship in Seclusion For Twenty Years - Chapter 127

Just as the group was feeling pleased with themselves, the private room’s door swung open, revealing several figures standing outside.

“Goddammit… who the hell is it…!”
“Don’t you know I’m in here?!”

The commotion at the door immediately drew the attention of everyone inside the room. Wu Yong, in particular, started cursing loudly.

However, when they saw the person at the front – a bewitching woman dressed in a light pink dress – Wu Yong and the other four men instantly turned pale. Their previously arrogant and domineering demeanor vanished completely.

The reason was simple: this woman was the owner of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
The owner of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion was not someone small fries like them could afford to provoke.

Even their master, Luo Jinghe, the Tongpan of Baidao Prefecture, wouldn’t dare be disrespectful in her presence.

All because this owner of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion had countless connections to the Prefect himself.

But before Wu Yong could even open his mouth to apologize, the Pavilion owner shifted aside, revealing several men standing behind her.

Under Wu Yong’s horrified gaze, the Pavilion owner put on an ingratiating smile and spoke to the men who had appeared at the door: “Honored Sirs, the people inside are Wu Yong and his group.”

“Honored Sirs, please proceed as you wish. This humble woman will not disturb your affairs and will take her leave now.”
“You lot, come out!”

Seeing this, all the lustful desire drained from Wu Yong and his companions. They all stood up, their expressions turning extremely grave. The women beside them quickly scurried out of the private room.

It was then that Wu Yong got a clear look at the clothing worn by the men outside. Although the colors of their brocade robes differed, they all bore the same embroidered pattern: a mysterious, intricately designed black Xuan Bird, stitched right in the center of the robes!

“Brother Yong, who are they…?”
“What is this…?”

A bolt of lightning seemed to strike Wu Yong’s mind. He remembered what his master had once told him: within Baidao Prefecture’s city, there existed a mysterious force whose members all wore black robes embroidered with a black Xuan Bird.

They were known as the Xuan Bird Guard!
Anyone who encountered the Xuan Bird Guard must not obstruct or resist them, on pain of death!

Could they be the Xuan Bird Guard?
The Hundred Flowers Pavilion owner’s utterly subservient attitude just moments ago seemed to confirm the answer for Wu Yong.

The men outside paid no mind to the panicked expressions on Wu Yong and his group’s faces.

A aged, yet powerful voice rang out. Though quiet, it was clearly audible to everyone in the private room.
“Su An, is it them?”

“Reporting to Master, it is indeed them!”

“Very good!”

This exchange sent cold sweat pouring down Wu Yong’s back, a chilling sensation spreading through him, a feeling of impending doom.

“Honored Sirs, may I ask who you are?”
“There must be some misunderstanding here!”
“The few of us are under Tongpan Lord Luo.”
“I………….”

To Wu Yong’s dismay, even after naming his master, the other party remained completely unmoved.

The old man who had spoken first spoke again.
“Take them!”

“Yes, Vice-Commander!”

This command drained all color from the faces of Wu Yong and his men. They hastily drew their weapons, attempting to resist.

In the next moment, something happened that filled them with despair.

A man dressed in a sapphire-blue brocade robe walked into the private room, his face expressionless.

Without the slightest hesitation, the man erupted with a powerful, vigorous aura. Wisps of steaming white energy instantly filled the entire room, making Wu Yong and the others feel immense pressure, as if they were trapped inside a blazing furnace.

“A Tempered Blood level martial artist!”
“This……….”

Facing a Tempered Blood level martial artist right from the start stunned Wu Yong and his group.

How could they even fight this?!
What terrified Wu Yong even more was that this Tempered Blood level martial artist was merely a subordinate of the other party.

………..Have I committed some unforgivable crime?

Facing such terrifying individuals, even his master would probably have no choice but to surrender without a fight!

“Misunderstanding, I………….”

………….
Xuan Bird Guard Headquarters!

“Commander, these are the men Luo Jinghe sent to Qingyun County town to investigate Huang Yangping’s death.”

Inside the main hall, Vice-Commander He Yan respectfully saluted the figure in front of him.

Beside Vice-Commander He Yan, five men were kneeling on the ground. Their entire bodies were bound by specially made ropes, and thick cloths were gagged in their mouths.

These five were none other than Wu Yong and his group!

When Wu Yong and the others saw this mysterious and formidable old man showing such deference to the figure ahead of them, their eyes widened in disbelief, unable to comprehend what they were seeing.

Wu Yong stared fixedly at the figure ahead. It was a man who appeared tall, slender, and powerfully built, possessing a mountain-like steadiness. The man was dressed in a set of black mysterious robes. His thick, black hair was neatly tied back. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an aura of authority and mystery.

“Hm!”

Lu Xuan turned around as he acknowledged Vice-Commander He Yan.

While Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yong and the others, they were also staring at him.

Such a young and handsome man!

That was their first impression. Moreover, he was someone Wu Yong and his group had never seen before.

Judging from the old man’s words, their capture and presence here today were all on this young man’s orders.

Just as Wu Yong and the others were filled with confusion and doubt, a translucent strand of Gang Yuan shot out from Lu Xuan’s body. It cut through the air like a sharp blade, heading straight for Wu Yong’s group.

The thick cloths gagging their mouths were instantly severed as if sliced by a sharp knife, falling loosely to the ground.

“Tell this Commander the results of your investigation into Huang Yangping’s death in Qingyun County town.”

Lu Xuan’s words filled the five of them with terror.

So it was about that matter?

“Sir, it’s a misunderstanding! We work for Tongpan Lord Luo; we don’t know anything!”

Seeing this, Lu Xuan’s heart remained as calm as still water.

Next, Lu Xuan shot a glance at He Yan, signaling him to take the five away for rigorous interrogation.

“Vice-Commander He, question these five separately.”
“This Commander wants to know the accurate results.”

He Yan, understanding Lu Xuan’s intention, called towards the door.
“Yes, Commander!”
“Su An, take them away for interrogation.”

After the men were dragged away, He Yan hesitated for a moment before finally speaking to Lu Xuan.

“Commander, this Luo Jinghe’s background is somewhat special!”

Seeing He Yan’s cautious demeanor, Lu Xuan felt somewhat surprised.

“Hm?”
“Speak!”

Having received Lu Xuan’s confirmation, He Yan slowly explained.

“Luo Jinghe’s father, Luo Wen, is a follower of His Highness Prince An. He is the Prince’s tutor.”

Lu Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly. He didn’t know who this Prince An was.

“Prince An?”

However, anyone who held the title of Prince and could make He Yan act so cautiously was undoubtedly a significant figure.