147: I will personally meet the general and jump on one (ask for monthly votes)

Loulan Princess.

Hearing this familiar yet distant title, the lake-blue eyes of the curvaceous exotic beauty before him rippled slightly, then quickly returned to calm, as she looked at Chen Yuan.

"Dusty past, fleeting clouds. This humble woman is merely a merchant now, leading my tribe's brothers and sisters, managing this tavern."

"Oh, This General sees that your tavern is indeed unique, with dancing girls and musicians for entertainment. This General wonders if Chen can experience it firsthand."

Chen Yuan seemed to smile casually, but he didn't step half a pace into the room.

The exotic beauty's eyes flickered, and she smiled charmingly,

"This General's presence graces this house, making it shine!"

"Please!"

"This servant has already made arrangements."

Saying that, she was about to clap her hands.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan spoke,

"Wait!"

"This General sees that Miss An possesses great talent, so you'll do!"

As soon as these words were uttered, a surge of Qi erupted from within the room, and an angry roar followed.

"Insulting our tribe's Princess, no matter what kind of damn This General you are—"

A streak of light burst forth from the inner room, shooting directly towards Chen Yuan at the doorway.

"No!"

An Ge's face changed, and she wanted to stop it, but the short distance and extreme speed made it too late.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes glinting with fragmented gold, as he suddenly grabbed forward into the Void Realm with one hand.

The next second,

There was no earth-shattering explosion,

Nor were there raging Qi waves that swept in all directions.

It was clearly visible,

In Chen Yuan's hand, he held a massive fist.

And in front of him, a nine-foot-tall golden-haired barbarian, whose angry face quickly turned into one of disbelief.

At this moment, Chen Yuan grabbed the fist and twisted it fiercely.

The barbarian's arm let out a bone-grinding screech, his face twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth, letting out a suppressed groan of pain.

However, he quickly roared, shaking his arm as True Qi surged. Chen Yuan's gaze turned cold. He directly squeezed and vibrated, shattering the True Qi in the barbarian's hand. Then, he changed his grip from a grab to a palm and slapped the fist.

The barbarian cried out in pain and flew backward, his entire arm rendered useless, hanging limply.

The former Loulan Princess released a burst of True Qi to catch her flying subordinate, the barbarian, her heart startled.

How is this possible?

Even if Baturu was only in the Dao Seed Realm, how could he not even withstand a single move, and this person didn't even use a Dao weapon.

At this moment, Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved it forward.

Immediately, shouts erupted from below.

The Ninth Mountain's armored soldiers were like ferocious beasts, some breaking down doors, others shouting, capturing the barbarian servants, guards, musicians, and dancing girls downstairs one by one.

The entire building was instantly filled with sounds of panic.

"This General, please show mercy."

"I will personally dance a song for This General!"

A voice sounded urgently.

Those lake-blue eyes finally lost their calm.

Chen Yuan waved his hand.

Inside Tianxiang Pavilion, the commotion immediately quieted down.

Then, Chen Yuan stepped into the room and directly settled into the main seat, which was already laden with fine wines and delicacies, clearly indicating that the other party had made preparations.

The former Loulan Princess took a deep breath, her full chest rising and falling, then she clapped her hands twice.

"Clap, clap."

From behind the screens on either side of the room, Western Region women, dressed in tube top veils, emerged. The resolute look in their eyes, which had not yet faded, was quickly replaced by a hint of panic.

The signal "Young Miss" had just given them was to obey.

They and "Young Miss" had actually prepared for the worst.

The fearsome reputation of that Zhonglang General of the Ninth Mountain now quickly reoccupied their minds.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

The "Young Miss's" voice reached their ears, calming their hearts.

Then, a beautiful and melancholic foreign flute began to play softly in the room.

At this moment, the former Loulan Princess turned around and stood at the forefront. Her water-blue eyes regained their calm. The next second, her golden veil seemed to be blown away by a wisp of wind, swirling her long, wavy hair and revealing her beautiful, undulating curves and full, graceful figure.

Then, to the distant sound of the flute and the seemingly weeping and pleading foreign fiddle, her figure slowly swayed.

The foreign flute was vast and profound, as if pulling one back to the yellow sands of the borderlands, the lonely smoke of the desert.

The foreign fiddle was low and melancholic, like a traveler lost in the desert's yellow sands, unable to find direction.

And the golden rings on the woman's feet clinked with a crisp, wind-chime-like sound, which was the finishing touch, like the sound of camel bells appearing amidst the vast yellow sands.

Chen Yuan watched quietly, the graceful figure of the woman before him, like a wild goose in the vast yellow sands, sometimes light and sometimes full of power.

In his mind, he pondered that Loulan was located several thousand miles north of Tianxiong Pass, beyond the Great Wall. According to the information obtained from the Dream Grafting Divine Ability, Loulan had been destroyed two years prior.

And this former Princess, with her remaining followers, had drifted to this place.

But it had to be said, the woman's dance was truly pleasing to the eye.

After about two cups of tea, the music ended.

Everyone in the room looked at Chen Yuan!

"Is This General satisfied?"

An Ge spoke.

The other dancing girls and musicians looked on nervously.

"Not bad. I imagine the scenery outside the Great Wall must be very beautiful."

Chen Yuan nodded, without any flowery words, then said to An Ge,

"Let the others go out first!"

Chen Yuan could clearly feel that as soon as he spoke, this former Princess of Loulan, a subjugated nation, visibly relaxed.

An Ge waved her hand to the others.

The barbarian, supporting his broken arm, looked at Chen Yuan, who sat calmly, with a look of terror in his eyes, then transmitted his voice:

"Young Miss..."

"It's nothing. I suppose General Chen has something he wants to ask me," An Ge replied calmly.

This follower could only obey.

Then, the door closed without a wind, leaving only Chen Yuan and the woman.

The former Loulan Princess, dressed only in a tube top, now gracefully walked forward, picked up the wine pot, removed the lid, and poured a cup of wine for Chen Yuan. Then, she held it up with both hands, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and spoke:

"This General, what do you wish to ask? Please speak directly!"

Chen Yuan felt that dealing with intelligent people was efficient. He took the wine cup.

"It should have been like this from the start. Why play these little games?"

Saying that, he drained the cup.

"I only know of This General's formidable reputation. The other day, you consecutively executed three families, and hundreds of heads fell before the gate. Knowing that This General was looking for me, how could I not be afraid?"

The woman before him poured herself a cup of wine, toasted Chen Yuan, and after drinking it, said.

"Miss An, you mean This General's notorious reputation, right? As soon as Chen arrived, your Tianxiang Pavilion was instantly empty."

Chen Yuan said, his tone suddenly shifting,

"You say you are just an ordinary merchant, but your Tianxiang Pavilion has no commoners coming and going, only wealthy travelers. Your dancing girls are constantly gathering information from all directions."

"From the Central Plains, from the Western Regions, from Shu, and also, from Northern Liang."

After speaking, he suddenly leaned forward, his eyes instantly becoming incomparably sharp.

And the former Loulan Princess's pupils constricted, instinctively trying to recoil.

But she was suddenly seized by the chin with a hand.

Chen Yuan suddenly gripped the woman's neck, his eyes turning dangerous, and he spoke word by word:

"Your dancing girl intentionally concealed information at that time, allowing that fellow from Northern Liang Prefecture to escape. Can This General not assume that you are accomplices?"

An Ge felt the force on her neck like an iron band. After a few hurried breaths, she did not struggle.

She knew she couldn't struggle, couldn't panic, otherwise, this Zhonglang General might truly kill her and implicate her tribal people who followed her.

Her lake-blue eyes briefly rippled before meeting Chen Yuan's fragmented golden pupils.

"Since This General knows this, then you must know that my tribesman at that time only wanted to avoid trouble. After all, Northern Liang Prefecture is a behemoth, and we, these people, even need to rely on our tribesmen to sell their charms to survive."

"What wrong is there in that!"

As the woman spoke, her voice, though calm, clearly became more agitated.

Chen Yuan heard this, snorted coldly, and released his hand.

"Of course This General knows!"

Then he looked at the other party indifferently.

He didn't believe a single word of what this subjugated princess said. What was the purpose of these people from the subjugated borderlands opening this building to gather information everywhere? Were they just bored?

In this world, human hearts are full of treachery everywhere. Chen Yuan had seen too much during his many experiences.

"Don't put on that act either. If these curs are not eliminated, This General's heart will not be at ease."

"Speak. This General has already been polite enough."

"Tell This General everything you know truthfully!"

Suddenly thought of a previous setting, which is how much the self-weight setting of my gun is suitable. The weapons of powerful figures in myths and legends are only tens of thousands of jin. I'm afraid to set it to this range, and also afraid of saying too little, but if I set it too much, I'll be criticized for having a weapon heavier than those mythical figures, wouldn't that mean I'm more powerful than those people?