Wang Yan’er had learned from the spiritual sense of the inn’s servant earlier that this was indeed a government station, untouched by the Demon Clan, but they had colluded with the demons.
For their plans, the Demon Clan had orchestrated this operation, bribed local officials, and those officials, behind the Court’s back, not only accepted the Demon Clan’s riches but also secretly mined Spirit Mines.
“It seems that no matter where you go, the most terrifying thing is still people.”
Wang Yan’er stood up, glanced at the people lying on the ground, pulled Qin Mu upstairs, then stopped halfway.
“We’ll stay here tonight. I don’t want to hear any sounds.”
She said.
Once upstairs, Wang Yan’er casually chose a room.
Qin Mu entered, feeling puzzled.
“Yan’er Aunt, are you going to let those people downstairs go?”
He asked.
“Or what? Kill them all?”
Wang Yan’er walked to the bed and sat down.
“Mu’er, although their actions are indeed vile, we are neither government officials nor chivalrous heroes. We only wanted some information. Killing them is of no use to us.”
Wang Yan’er removed her veil, revealing a delicate face. Her bright red lips parted slightly.
“Whether righteous or evil, it’s all just about satisfying someone’s interests. Not everyone in the Righteous Path is good, and not everyone in the Evil Path is bad. In the end, we only trust ourselves. Only oneself can never betray oneself.”
Looking at Qin Mu’s bewildered expression, Wang Yan’er smiled sweetly.
“Alright, for you right now, Mu’er, this topic is still too early.”
Qin Mu scratched his head.
“Yan’er Aunt, does that mean I should even doubt my elder sisters?”
He asked.
Wang Yan’er stood up and pinched the boy’s cheek.
“Everyone’s circumstances are different. You can’t generalize. But Mu’er, even Ruoshuang and Mengyu have their own selfishness.”
“Yan’er Aunt, you know the elder sisters’ selfishness?”
Qin Mu was shocked.
He’d been their younger brother for years but never realized it.
Wang Yan’er curled her lips, looking at the boy’s face, and left it at that.
“Well, the player is lost, but the bystander is clear~”
Not only she, but the Lu woman probably understood the selfishness of Qin Ruoshuang and Qin Mengyu as well.
But what was despicable was that the Lu woman actually wanted to butt in too!
Peh! Shameless!
Just the age gap with Mu’er was huge!
But how did the saying go again—“If a woman is three years older, she’s a golden brick”?
How many years older was she than Mu’er?
Wang Yan’er pondered this important question.
***
The next day, Qin Mu followed Wang Yan’er to the nearby Fengcheng.
This Spirit Mine belonged under Fengcheng’s jurisdiction.
After entering the city, the two of them went to the Zhaixing Lou Fengcheng Branch.
After all, as the organization known as the second on the continent with none daring to claim first in assassination, it made sense to have branches everywhere, didn’t it?
After all, wherever there are people, there is demand.
Very reasonable!
As soon as news of the Tower Master’s arrival spread, the Zhaixing Lou Fengcheng Branch leader hurried to make arrangements, not daring to show the slightest neglect.
Qin Mu had just stepped through the door when a crisp chorus greeted him.
“Welcome, Tower Master!”
Looking carefully—good heavens, more than a dozen fair-skinned and beautiful young ladies stood in a row.
This setup—anyone who knew would know this was an assassin organization, but those who didn’t might mistake it for a brothel.
Moreover, the figures of these young ladies were exceptionally attractive, curves in all the right places.
Even Qin Mu, who’d suffered from the beauty attacks of his elder sisters for years, couldn’t help but look a few more times.
Beside him, Wang Yan’er noticed Qin Mu’s gaze and frowned slightly.
“Tower Master! Forgive us for not welcoming you sooner!”
A middle-aged man stood trembling not far away—Xu Jing, the person in charge of the Zhaixing Lou Fengcheng Branch.
Everyone in Zhaixing Lou knew the Tower Master disliked men, so this time, Xu Jing had deliberately assembled some women.
What he didn’t know was that this act did not improve Wang Yan’er’s impression—in fact, it made it worse.
However, Qin Mu was nearly dazzled, taking the opportunity to feast his eyes while his elder sisters were absent, mentally snapping photos with his mind’s camera.
If you miss this chance, there won’t be another!
Before Qin Mu could look any longer, Wang Yan’er pulled him away.
Her expression was blank—as usual, but those who knew her could tell she was in a foul mood.
“Yan’er Aunt, slow down!”
Qin Mu was dragged away before he could even take another look, stumbling a few steps.
Wang Yan’er passed by Xu Jing without sparing him a glance, heading straight upstairs.
“Those women just now—were they pretty?”
Wang Yan’er asked from ahead, without turning her head.
Qin Mu’s heart skipped.
This tone—just like the elder sisters, and Aunt Lu as well.
He instantly sensed danger.
Having grown up as a little errand boy under the influence of his elder sisters, reading the mood was a matter of survival.
Qin Mu straightened up and replied solemnly.
“Yan’er Aunt, I only compared each of them to you, and in the end, my Yan’er Aunt is still the most beautiful!”
“Oh?”
Wang Yan’er smiled mysteriously, removed her veil to reveal her stunning beauty, and turned to ask.
“Then compared to your Aunt Lu?”
“Of course it’s still Yan’er Aunt!”
Qin Mu gave a thumbs up.
“Aunt Lu is just a little bit behind.”
He knew well that praising another woman in front of one would lead to a terrible end.
Young Master Qin had learned from experience.
Wang Yan’er looked satisfied, then quietly put away the Recording Stone hidden in her sleeve.
“Mu’er is so obedient~”
Wang Yan’er beamed.
See! See! Young Master Qin’s skill is top notch, isn’t it?
Just a few words and Yan’er Aunt is delighted.
Honestly, it’s much easier than coaxing the elder sisters.
Miss Mengyu is relatively easy—a few sweet words and she melts, sometimes even giving extra allowance when happy!
Miss Ruoshuang, though, is the big boss.
Sometimes, while coaxing her, her eyes start to glow pink, and that’s when it’s time to run—slow runners get tormented all night.
Wang Yan’er was very pleased with Qin Mu’s performance, and then hurried into a room, looking eager.
Once inside, Wang Yan’er activated the Communication Token linked to Lu Qian, took out the Recording Stone, and played Qin Mu’s earlier words, then ended the communication and put it away contentedly.
Hmph!
Lu woman, tonight I’ll make sure you can’t sleep a wink!
On the other side, Qin Mu was naturally assigned the highest-grade room.
Anyone following the Zhaixing Lou Tower Master—and being a man, even if just a youth—was now in style.
A beautiful woman and a youth—a common thing in major powers these days.
Compared to those who talked about the “steel wool flower’s language being patience and wealth,” following the Tower Master of Zhaixing Lou was a guaranteed win!
So, Xu Jing naturally assumed that this young man might be the Tower Master’s male companion.