316: Things are getting more and more interesting (asking for monthly tickets)

Outside Tianxiang Pavilion, the cold wind was biting, and snow swirled fiercely.

Inside the building, warmth permeated the air, and the faint sound of music drifted.

On the thirty-second floor of the building, the inner core was hollow, and in the huge atrium, four flying chains connected to a circular stone platform. Around the platform stood several pillars, intricately carved with beautiful cloud patterns and flying celestial frescoes.

At this moment, on the platform, exotic singing girls, dressed in vibrant Ni Chang, sang and danced gracefully, their figures lithe and soaring, their skirts fluttering like flying Heavenly Gods, drawing continuous cheers from those leaning on the railings.

On the thirtieth floor, a local School Captain in a red flying fish robe led the soldiers to a room. He laughed and gestured for them to enter. Seeing that these soldiers' eyes followed the Western Region dancers on the atrium platform, and even Deputy General Hu's gaze lingered for a moment, he couldn't help but smile, “Deputy General Hu, what do you think?”

“These Western Region dancers in Tianxiang Pavilion are unparalleled, I wasn't wrong, was I?”

As soon as he spoke, Deputy General Hu, who was wearing red armor, was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with thin lips and a hint of coolness between his brows, nodded.

“I didn't expect such a gentle place to exist in this desolate land. The flying dances performed by these Hu women are different from those in the Imperial Capital; they are quite interesting. It's just that this place is far from the prosperity of the Imperial Capital, and everyone here seems to lack refinement.”

As this person spoke, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his tone carried a hint of disdain, and a subtle arrogance.

The red-robed School Captain quickly took over, echoing with a smile:

“Deputy General Hu is right, of course. How can this place compare to the prosperity of the Imperial Capital? Since the General has come all the way from the Imperial Capital, his standards are naturally high. However, Tianxiong Pass connects to the Western Regions, and there are many Hu people traveling and doing business in the city, making the atmosphere more vibrant. I have arranged the best dancers and banquet in the building to entertain everyone.”

“Please!”

With that, he made a welcoming gesture.

Deputy General Hu, seeing the School Captain's good attitude, nodded, stepped forward with his head held high, and entered the room.

The group followed, entering in single file!

As these soldiers stepped into the room and the door closed, some whispers immediately arose from the corners of the corridor outside.

“Hmph, what big talk, saying the whole hall lacks refinement, yet he's merely a Dao Seed. What's he so arrogant about?”

“He came from the Imperial Capital to throw his weight around here. But he's just relying on his official status. If you ask him to take it off, there are heroes like clouds in the pass now. Someone as arrogant as him is guaranteed not to live past tomorrow.”

“Shh! Watch your words. This is the Vanguard Army personally sent by the Town Demon Envoy. I heard the newly appointed Town Demon Envoy is arriving with a large army soon. Who knows if he'll be like Chen Yanwang back then, with a new official's three fires? It's best not to pull the tiger's whiskers.”

“Ah, speaking of Chen Yanwang, I get goosebumps all over. His experience is legendary. I even thought that the position of Town Demon Envoy would be taken by this tough character. I heard this Lord broke through in the Demon Battlefield and won a crucial battle, his prestige is immense. Now he's stationed in Jin Guan City, holding great power, I'm afraid the handover won't be easy!”

“You're right. I don't know what the imperial court is thinking. If it were me, I wouldn't be convinced either. Isn't this disheartening our Shu land soldiers? It's our Shu land soldiers who died.”

“That's true, but others don't care about these things. There's probably a good show to watch! Didn't you see, that one in the red flying fish robe is a School Captain from the local Sky Patrol Division. Isn't he now mixed up with the troops of the new Town Demon Envoy?”

In these whispers, many Shu people felt indignant.

Although Chen Yanwang had a fearsome reputation, having beheaded countless people during the rebellion and being able to stop children from crying at night in Tianxiong Pass, he had genuinely done practical things for Shu land and had achievements. There were countless legends in the streets, and many people naturally assumed that this strong-willed Lang Jiang, who had emerged out of nowhere, would become the next Town Demon Envoy of Shu land, only to receive this news.

However, many outsiders watched with cold eyes, or even gloated, preparing to watch the show.

Currently, Tianxiong Pass is filled with heroes and hidden dragons, each with their own thoughts. The most lively and discussed topics, besides the July snow in Shu land, the celestial anomaly, and the continuous heavy snow for more than ten days, with rumors of Luck spreading everywhere, were the imminent arrival of the new Town Demon Envoy with a large army and the potential clash with the legendary Lang Jiang of Shu land.

It was just that now, a contingent of the Town Demon Envoy's Vanguard Army had arrived in Tianxiang Pavilion, heating up the conversation.

Amidst the various discussions within the building, a window on the top floor of Tianxiang Pavilion was gently closed. An exotic woman, with a golden veil covering her head, nose, and mouth, leaving only her eyes visible, with a dot of gold powder between her brows, wearing a golden sequined bra, exposing her navel, walked with small, quick steps to the side of a stunningly beautiful woman.

“Young Miss, that group of soldiers has entered the Tian-zi-bing Room on the thirtieth floor!”

The “Young Miss” she spoke of was wearing a loose purple embroidered dress, with a cascade of black curly hair falling to her waist like a waterfall. Her deep blue eyes, like a lake, were mysterious and profound. She had a high nose bridge, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and skin as white as snow. On her forehead was a golden flying bird mark.

It was none other than the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion, the former Princess Loulan, An Ge!

At this moment, An Ge had changed from her usual Western Region attire to a loose embroidered robe, concealing her increasingly full and beautiful figure. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she sat in a recliner, her beautiful face etched with a faint chill.

In front of her, several Hu people knelt, and the old Hu man who had been humiliated by the soldiers at the entrance of Tianxiang Pavilion earlier was having his hand bandaged and medicated by a maid.

“Miyi, you go investigate what that group of soldiers and that School Captain Xu from the Sky Patrol Division are talking about, and what their intentions are?”

“Try to find out clearly!”

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

An Ge's voice was a bit cold, and also a bit tense.

She had an ominous premonition!

Or rather, she was a bit nervous.

The imperial court had newly appointed a Town Demon Envoy, who was arriving with a large army. His Vanguard Army had already entered Tianxiong Pass, and her man was stationed in Jin Guan City. She knew Chen Yuan's “ambition.” This news was very unfavorable to Chen Yuan. Given the signal released by the imperial court and the current inevitable situation, what would the new Town Demon Envoy choose to do with a Lang Jiang who held power and whom everyone thought would be the next Town Demon Envoy?

It must be suppression!

When she was a Princess in her early years, she had seen too many such tactics.

“Yes!” The Western Region beauty enveloped in a golden veil next to her nodded. After Chen Yuan killed Xiahou Yuan, a guest of Northern Liang, in Tianxiang Pavilion, he had interrogated this woman about who the person who escaped from Xiahou Yuan's side was. This woman lied to avoid trouble, and was later terrified by Chen Yuan's Dream Grafting, subsequently getting her “Young Miss” involved.

Miyi obeyed and went down.

“You all may also leave.” An Ge spoke to the kneeling Hu people, then looked at the old Hu man, her expression peaceful, and said gently: “Bowa, you go down and rest well. I will naturally seek justice.”

However, the old Hu man's dark, wrinkled face looked weathered. His hunched body coughed, and he knelt down, “Princess, please don't conflict with these soldiers for this useless old man. It's not worth it. I've gotten through these past few years, I'm used to it.”

“Princess must also plan deeply for the great cause of restoration and avenge herself early.”

These words were like a thorn in An Ge's heart, causing her pupils to lose focus for a moment. She had previously thought of retreating because she had a new life in her womb, but she knew she couldn't retreat. Even though she knew hope was slim, she still had to persevere, because behind her were the lives of thousands of her people and the hatred of her nation and family.

“Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!” She took a deep breath, her mood becoming somewhat heavy, and she felt her heart beating a little fast, as if something was about to happen.

Her subordinates quickly left, and the room became quiet.

At this moment, a sound in the room became clear.

“Ho ho ho ho...”

It was like a dog panting.

Hearing this sound, An Ge's mood stabilized a little, and her fair, serene hand gently stroked her belly.

On the thirtieth floor, by the vermilion door, a Hu boy led the way, followed by a group of clean-faced Western Region dancers and musicians, with covered brows and faces, carrying Huqin and Pipa, barefoot, moving with light, small steps, arriving at the door of the Tian-zi-bing Room.

The Hu boy, wearing a green square hat, called out at the door, “Lord, the music you ordered has arrived!”

“Come in!”

The voice of the local School Captain Xu came from inside, and then the door opened.

At the same time, on the twenty-eighth floor opposite, two figures were being led by a boy in the building, preparing to go to a room.

These two figures, one muscular and one slender.

One was tall, nine feet in height, with half his clothing draped over him, the other half exposed, his muscles like a coiling Dragon, filled with powerful strength. His face was square, his eyes like copper bells, his face full of beard, and his eyebrows and hair were light gold, radiating an untamed wildness.

The other was a petite woman, with a melon seed face, cherry lips, wearing a black slit dress, revealing large expanses of white skin on her thighs, and a shawl. Her figure was curvaceous, and as she walked, her hips swayed, exuding boundless charm, and her eyes sparkled with a light purple hue, carrying an exotic allure.

Logically, such a seductive and fiery woman walking in this bustling and complex Tianxiang Pavilion should attract many eyes, but it didn't.

These two, judging by their appearance, seemed to come from exotic lands. They followed the boy, their gaze sweeping over everything in Tianxiang Pavilion.

Suddenly, the black-clad woman's gaze upward paused, a strange glint flashing in her light purple pupils, as if recalling something, then her body abruptly stopped.

“What's wrong now?”

The Golden Lion beside her, with arms as strong as galloping horses, crossed them over his chest. His voice was a low rumble, with a hint of impatience, clearly the same person as the irritable voice heard in the alley earlier.

The black-clad woman's eyes curved into a meaningful smile, “Golden Lion, what a surprise. I actually saw someone here who should have died six years ago. Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.”

The black-clad woman smiled, her light purple, eerie pupils looking diagonally upwards, in the direction of the Tian-zi-bing Room on the thirtieth floor. In front of the door was a group of musicians and dancers. The woman's gaze fell on one of the graceful dancers enveloped in a golden veil, and then watched her enter the room.

The scene shifted, and in that Tian-zi-bing Room, a group of musicians and dancers entered.

The local Sky Patrol Division School Captain Xu Xiangdong, seeing the leading dancer at the front, his eyes slightly brightened, somewhat surprised, “I remember Miss Mi no longer performs publicly. I didn't expect you to be here?”

“I heard rumors that you offended Ninth Zhonglang back then, were frightened, and closed your doors to guests, disappointing countless people. Now, why have you come here to me?”