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Chapter 175 Now, where is the written agreement?

Lei Ye tapped the servants with sticks with his fan, signaling them to make way for him, and walked up to Ye Ningzhen and Chen Zhan.

"Who are you two?"

“The Cheng School of Bagua,” Ye Ningzhen said calmly.

"Oh, I see. You should have said so earlier. You made us all nervous. Let's leave, let's leave. We're on the same side."

Lei Ye's voice was soft and gentle, but it left no room for refusal. The servants on both sides who were holding sticks put down their sticks and stood aside.

"Master Zhao Hongbao, are you?"

“Uncle-Master, I come from Tianjin. I used to run the Jinlou business there.”

"Oh my, that's truly one of our own, not only a fellow traveler but also a colleague. Please come in and let's talk inside."

"Who are you? The head manager?"

Ye Ningzhen looked at the androgynous woman in front of her, who actually wanted to help her up, so she stepped aside and asked.

"Well, I'm in charge. The head manager is entertaining important guests. You can just tell me if you need anything." Master Lei was also a little displeased that Ye Ningzhen wasn't giving him any face.

"Then who do you think you are? Call your manager over here." Ye Ningzhen showed no respect whatsoever.

That androgynous thing, what gives it its airs?

"you wanna die!"

"Relying on Zhao Hongbao, that stray dog, do you really think you can succeed?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhan was right in front of him, grabbing him with his palm.

Lei Ye immediately felt a surge of immense pressure descending, as if the air around him had been sucked away, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Under the shadow of the killing intent emerging from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Chen Zhan's hand felt like the Five Finger Mountain, but he was not Sun Wukong, at most he was a newly enlightened demon.

Press down with all five fingers, and seize with eagle claws.

In an instant, Chen Zhan grabbed the back of his neck, channeling his inner strength, and a cold wind swept across the three major acupoints of Fengchi, Tianzhu, and Yamen.

Suddenly, I felt a jolt, and my body trembled.

"No, no, let's talk this out."

Having practiced kung fu for over a decade, he appeared to others as motionless, waiting to be captured by Chen Zhan, even though he clearly saw Chen Zhan make his move.

It's as if they're offering themselves up to someone else.

This scene left the servants wielding sticks somewhat bewildered.

Some even suspected that Lei Ye had colluded with someone.
"Where is your head manager? I'm only asking this once, and you only have one chance to say it," Chen Zhan said calmly.

Now it's completely clear: the visitors have ill intentions.

"Release Master Lei! Who dares to cause trouble at the Golden Pavilion?" several servants shouted angrily.

There weren't many people coming and going below. Some stopped to look, but didn't pay much attention. It was common for people to cause trouble, fight over love, and even get into brawls in the Golden Pavilion.

However, Jinlou was backed by a powerful force, and they were dealt with in no time. They were either beaten up or asked to leave, and the next day someone would come to cause trouble.

Moreover, he has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds!

I'd like to take a look at the lively scene, but I'm in such a hurry to enjoy this moment of bliss that I don't want to linger.

While Lei Ye remained silent, a voice came from the fourth floor: "Let them come up. We're entertaining guests right now, so one or two won't make a difference."

Her voice was soft and melodious, without any deliberate affectation, yet it seemed to be stirring people's hearts, making them unconsciously itchy and wanting to find out her true face.

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen exchanged glances, their curiosity about this so-called Holy Mother of the Yellow Lotus growing stronger.

Make way for him, and Chen Zhan, holding Lei Ye in one hand as if he were a little chick, the two of them went upstairs. The second and third floors were all private rooms. The place was large, but there weren't many rooms. Each room was independent and spacious.

Chen Zhan could already smell the opium, a strong, sweet and pungent odor that seeped through every crack in the door, just as Li Qingsu had described.

They are not secretive at all, and they are not afraid of being investigated or seen.

The staircases between the third and fourth floors are very long. The fourth floor is a more independent space. At the top of the staircase, there are people dressed in black and white clothes with black lotus flowers embroidered on their clothes, who are guarding the area.

There were ten people.

Chen Zhan glanced over and saw that they were all martial arts practitioners, each with thick, strong hands and a tall, robust build. Their eyes turned fiercely towards Chen Zhan and his companion.

However, since the Holy Maiden had spoken earlier, they naturally dared not stop her.

"let me go."

"The Holy Maiden has already let the two of you in, why make things difficult for me?"

Now that they were on the fourth floor, Lei Ye finally had the confidence to tell him to let him go.

Chen Zhan ignored her. Ye Ningzhen walked ahead, and he followed behind carrying her. There were no private rooms on the fourth floor, or rather, there was only one room in the entire space.

A building within a building.

The pavilion has a glazed tile roof, and the floor is paved with a "peony entwining branches" pattern inlaid with whole pieces of white marble, with gold leaf filling the cracks in the stone.

Extremely luxurious.

As they approached the sandalwood gate, two scantily clad and beautiful women stood at the entrance and opened the door for Chen Zhan and his companion.

As soon as the door opened, a warm current mixed with the scents of jasmine and ambergris rushed out.

The smell of opium paste was mixed in, and many people wouldn't have been able to smell it if it weren't for Chen Zhan.

Looking back at the group of people following behind him, their expressions tense, Chen Zhan looked at Lei Ye in his hand, who was being choked to the point of near death, his face turning purplish-red, unable to speak.

"You want him?"

"But as I just said, he only had one chance, and he didn't cherish it."

Chen Zhanjin used his fingers and palms to gently pinch the neck bones, completely shattering them.

He was tossed out like a dead dog, landed, caught by someone, his neck snapped off, and he fell silent.

He turned around and put his arm around Ye Ningzhen, completely ignoring any potential ambush inside, and strode into the room.

Only after passing through the carved moon gate can you see the interior. The space is so large that it doesn't look like a building, but more like a courtyard.

The light was bright in the center, but it became dimmer as it extended outwards, until there was no light at all at the edges, making it completely dark and impossible to see how big the room was.

Under the central lamp, there was a long table made of rosewood, several meters long, with a velvet tablecloth on the tabletop and silver tassels hanging from the edges.

At one end of the long table are two armchairs covered with tiger skin, with the words "Dragon and Phoenix Bring Auspiciousness" written on the back of the chairs. These seats are reserved for the host and guests.

However, there was no one at the long table at that moment.

Sixteen sets of benches were placed against the walls, with velvet cushions and mink blankets draped over the armrests.

The lights were dim and visibility was obstructed. The strange sounds of stringed instruments, like rats gnawing on wood, were amplified.

The deliberately created eerie atmosphere made Chen Zhan unconsciously frown.

A quick glance revealed seven people sitting on the bench, while the rest were standing, squatting, or lying down in various positions, and countless scantily clad women.

When Chen Zhan and his companion entered, no one spoke or paid any attention.

It's as if it doesn't exist.

He spotted a familiar face on the side. Geng Xu.

He was being served by two women on either side. One woman held a slender, white ivory stick with a very small metal "pipe" at one end, only about half an inch in diameter, and a "mouthpiece" made of agate at the other end.

A woman leaned over, parted her red lips slightly, and took a breath.

But no one spoke, no one made a move; they just watched and observed.

It seemed like it was commonplace.

Then another woman handed the cigarette holder to Geng Xu's mouth.

He also saw Chen Zhan, and Ye Ningzhen behind Chen Zhan.

"So, Mr. Geng, isn't our newly developed Huanglian Xian Cream much better than our previous snow cream?"

A few dozen meters away from Geng Xu, a woman sat on a bench, stroking the mink fur beside her.

That voice belonged to the woman who had just spoken, asking them to let the two of them up.

Still gentle and melodious, with a touch of alluring charm.

Geng Xu's gaze swept between Chen Zhan and the woman, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Hmm, the Holy Maiden's new gadget, indeed cough cough."

Chen Zhan could tell that he was terminally ill and wouldn't last more than a month no matter what he was given.

"Hehe, then Mr. Geng should say, right? What major event has occurred, and who wants to cause trouble? Why would we all need to be summoned here? It can't be just for these two, can it?" the woman asked, pointing at Chen Zhan and the other man.

"Ahem." Geng Xu coughed twice. "Where is the Holy Mother? Why didn't she come?"

"Our Lady is busy with countless affairs, expanding her followers, baptizing with holy water, and bestowing blessings with holy objects. She has no time to listen to such trivial matters as you."

Geng Xu remained silent for a while, unsure of what to say.

They exaggerated as much as possible, saying that a master had been sent from the south to convene a meeting of everyone.

But the Holy Mother of the Yellow Lotus was elusive; he had only seen her a few times, and she always wore a mask, so he had never seen her face.

It was expected that he wouldn't come, but he couldn't fully complete the task Chen Zhan had entrusted to him.

What he found even harder to imagine was what would happen next.
In the Golden Pavilion, the Bagua Sect was excluded. He joined forces with them, but the Simin Boxing Society didn't have many experts. This collaboration was mostly done using his father Geng Daqiang's name, after all, he was a figure who was as famous as Li Cunyi back then.

The facade of the Xingyi school.

The other three families all contributed their genuine skills and manpower. There are countless experts and foreign guns secretly lurking in the Golden Pavilion.

What can two people do?
He thought Chen Zhan had a lot of power behind him and could bring many experts or people from official circles.

After all, the identity of the Grand Master of Xingyi is quite intimidating.

Unexpectedly, the two of them ventured alone into a den of wolves and tigers.

Hearing the woman speak, Chen Zhan didn't say anything. He walked straight to the long sandalwood table. The woman, who had fallen into a frenzy, had fallen into a deep sleep and no one cared about her. Chen Zhan looked down and saw drool coming from the woman's mouth. Fortunately, she hadn't lost control of her bladder or bowels.

When you first start smoking opium, you won't have much of a reaction, but the more you smoke, the stronger the reaction becomes.

This woman must have undergone multiple drug trials and is beyond saving.

Go around to the other side and walk to the end of the long table.

There happened to be two armchairs, so Chen Zhan sat down in one for each of them.

"Thump~"

The seated person remained silent, but the standing subordinate said, "How dare you sit in the place of the Holy Mother?"

Chen Zhan remained silent, as did Ye Ningzhen.

The Holy Maiden Huanglian rose and walked out from the shadows against the wall. Her footsteps made a distinct clattering sound in the quiet, empty hall.

As she approached, she looked at Chen Zhan and the other person, and Chen Zhan also saw her clearly.

Extremely beautiful, extremely captivating.

She wore a plain white cheongsam with a black jade pendant at the collar, and her eyebrows and eyes had a naturally alluring look.

The eyebrows are drawn extremely thin, but the ends droop slightly, like the softness of an ink painting. The eyes are naturally upturned at the corners, as if they naturally carry a sense of provocation, inviting one to conquer.

"You two just said you're from the Cheng School of Bagua?" the woman asked, her tone unchanged.

“Yes, the Golden Pavilion has a share from our Bagua Sect, right?” Ye Ningzhen said.

The Holy Maiden Huanglian nodded and smiled, "That's right, that's how it used to be. When the Golden Pavilion was first built, the Bagua Sect owned 60% of it, and the other four each owned 10%."

Ye Ningzhen didn't expect the other party to be so frank: "You know very well? That's right, so I should be in charge of the Golden Pavilion."

The woman walked around Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen's seats, then reached out her finger to touch Chen Zhan's shoulder, but Ye Ningzhen stopped her halfway.

Their fingers clashed, unleashing hidden power, their fingertips flicking, pushing, pointing, and stabbing. They touched each other several times in a brief moment.

They were evenly matched.

"Little sister, you're so stingy. Do you think you'll change your mind when you meet your man?" the woman said, her charm naturally alluring.

"It's not that I'm petty, but I still have some questions for you, and I'm afraid you'll anger him and die a violent death in an instant." Ye Ningzhen was genuinely worried that Chen Zhan would go on a killing spree, and she did indeed want to ask him some questions.

"Ha, such a temper? You think you can kill me with just a touch?"

"To tell you the truth, when the Golden Pavilion was first established, the Bagua Sect was indeed the largest. Later, as it grew and expanded, Master Zhao, unable to focus on it, transferred his share to my Yellow Lotus Sect. There is a written agreement, signed and sealed."

"Oh, where's the written agreement? Let me see," Ye Ningzhen said.

The woman waved her hand, and someone behind her presented her with a jade box.

The box did indeed contain land deeds, as well as details of the five factions' contributions when the Golden Pavilion was originally established.

Finally, there was the transfer document, signed and sealed by Zhao Hongbao, along with the large seal of the Cheng School of Bagua.

"Miss Ye, is there anything else you want to say?"

Ye Ningzhen's face turned ashen. She hadn't expected Zhao Hongbao to actually sell the Golden Pavilion to someone else, and even stamp it with the official seal.

What had bewitched her? She couldn't figure it out for a moment.

The Holy Maiden Huanglian put the land deed back, closed the jade box, and was about to take it away.

One hand rested on the jade box. Chen Zhan's hand was slender and fair; if it weren't for its large size, it would have looked more like a woman's hand.

"Any questions?"

"Yes, but I didn't see it clearly."

"Are you being unreasonable?" the woman said, opening the jade box again.

"???"

The Holy Maiden Huanglian fell silent upon seeing the land deeds shattered into dust in the box.

The ancestor of magic tricks was completely baffled. How was this done? A single touch, and it hits a cow across a mountain?

Even with hidden strength, it would be impossible to penetrate a jade box and shred its contents.

"Where's the written agreement?"

Chen Zhan's voice rang out calmly.

(End of this chapter)