From slave trader to the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws

Ok?

Honey Studies?

Does she want me to experience her "sweetness"?

Jiang She's ears twitched, and his divine sense heard the woman's murmur. He glanced over and saw the woman in the alley, brushing her cloak aside, making her way from the shadows of the wall toward the workers' shed.

She moved silently, and no one noticed her at all.

But they did not approach.

He sneaked to a narrow alley on the west side of the workers' shed, paused, and hid behind a pile of discarded wood at the alley entrance.

This alley is extremely narrow, allowing only one person to pass sideways.

At the alley entrance, diagonally opposite the workers' shed, there is a gap through which one can glimpse the entire shed.

This is an excellent location.

Liu Yin stuck out her buttocks, turned slightly to the side, and hid her chest tightly against the wood. Her gaze pierced through the gaps, taking in the entire shed like a hawk.

The craftsmen came and went under the shed, swinging axes and pushing planes, all of which could be seen.

She didn't look at it much.

She stared intently at the man in the blue robe.

The man in the blue robe stood with his back to the camera, his posture upright, still examining the blueprints on the ground.

The craftsmen stood around him, some bowing, some with their hands hanging down, all looking respectful.

even....

Beside him was an old carpenter, a pipe dangling from his mouth, his fingers poking at the blueprints, as if he were talking to someone in detail.

However....

Liu Yin frowned.

This distance is ultimately quite far.

The sounds of sawing wood, planing wood, and shouting filled the air like a tidal wave, surging from the open space and filling our ears.

But he couldn't hear the words of the people below the shed.

She couldn't read lips, so she could only observe them herself.

Just as they were observing, a person suddenly hurried over from outside the shed.

The man was stocky, with a dark complexion, dressed in coarse cloth shorts that were patched and mended, and had a towel tied around his waist.

Liu Yin recognized this person.

This man is the foreman of this area.

A few days ago, when I sent hooligans to cause trouble, I caught a glimpse of them from afar. They were loud-voiced and commanding figures.

But at this moment, the foreman walked hurriedly to the shed, his composure completely gone.

He first stood outside the shed, raised his hand to wipe his face, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and straightened his clothes to make himself look less hurried before stepping inside.

"Tap tap tap—"

One step, two steps, three steps...

She walked straight toward the man in the blue robe.

When the foreman was three steps behind the man, he paused, raised his hand in a salute, and was about to speak when he opened his mouth but hesitated and did not speak. Instead, he stood quietly with his hands at his sides, waiting for the old carpenter to finish speaking.

She seemed afraid of disturbing him and spoiling his mood.

When the man in the blue robe seemed to sense something and straightened up slightly, the foreman with a square face and dark skin stepped forward.

He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

He bent over extremely low, his head almost touching the surface of his fist.

His posture was respectful, almost as if he were facing his master.

"really!"

Liu Yin watched from afar and saw the foreman clasp his hands in a fist and speak to the man, his expression showing both request and respect.

The answer immediately came to mind.

This foreman was an old man who had been employed by the Xu family for many years. He managed dozens of craftsmen and was the undisputed leader on the construction site, commanding considerable prestige.

Now, however, they are so obsequious to this man in the blue robe, their attitude respectful yet somewhat wary...

It seems...

This person's identity is indeed extraordinary!

"Oh!"

Liu Yin sneered inwardly, "I knew I hadn't chosen the wrong person this time! If I can capture him, use both kindness and force, and interrogate him thoroughly, how can I not find that hidden fellow disciple?"

As she spoke, she slightly raised her delicate hand beneath the cloak.

He gently touched the web of his hand.

But it wasn't the one above, but rather the one below, where poison and weapons were hidden—the "Sexual Acupuncture."

Her "sweetness techniques" are extremely effective; once a man has tasted them, he becomes completely devoted and can't easily take his mouth off her.

All crows under the sky are black.

This man in the blue robe must be the same.

"hehe!"

Liu Yin touched the web of her hand and chuckled softly.

Everything is ready now, we're just waiting for nightfall...

She quietly hid herself away, completely unaware that Jiang She had seen through her little scheme.

However, although Jiang She possessed divine sense, he could not discern the thoughts of others. He was not clear about the woman's true intentions for the time being, so he decided to observe quietly and wait for an opportunity to act.

Just as I was pondering this, the foreman's voice rang out again:

"Brother Jiang, you've really had a hard day."

He Dayong rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles: "It's getting late. I was thinking, how about I treat you to a few drinks after we finish work?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a rustling sound immediately arose under the shed. Several young craftsmen's eyes lit up, and they slowed down their work of planing wood.

The foreman suggested going out for drinks.

What kind of wine should we drink?

Needless to say, it's definitely a brothel!

The crowd was somewhat excited, rubbing their hands together, but no one dared to speak up. Only one or two people secretly stole glances at the expression of the man in the blue robe.

The man in the blue robe showed a slight change in expression.

Seeing this, He Dayong quickly grinned and cupped his hands in a smile, saying, "Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

After he finished speaking, He Dayong held his breath and waited.

In his view, this was not just a drinking session, but something that would affect his future prospects.

Jiang She smiled and asked, "Is this wine any good?"

He Dayong thought he didn't want to go to brothels, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Of course it's proper."

"Ha, who drinks seriously?"

"???" He Dayong was stunned, then quickly corrected himself, "Then let's eat something less proper."

Jiang She remained silent.

I thought to myself, "You really changed your mind quickly."

Old Yang, standing to the side, took off his pipe, tapped the ash on the sole of his shoe, glanced up at Jiang She, and said in a muffled voice:

"If you would do me the honor, young master, I would also like to share a drink with you."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Jiang She's eyelids twitched.

His gaze swept over Old Man Yang's face.

Even though Old Man Yang's face is all wrinkled, he's still thinking about that kind of thing.

It's true that ambition knows no age.

Jiang She paused for a moment.

"That won't be necessary."

He cupped his hands in a gesture of apology and declined, saying, "I am grateful for the foreman's kindness, but unfortunately I have other important matters to attend to later in the day, so I dare not trouble the foreman with such a gesture."

"How about we drink this wine another day?"

As Jiang She spoke, he cast an inquiring glance at the foreman.

Upon hearing this, the foreman felt a slight pang of regret, but out of respect for the other party's status, he could only bow and agree.

"Of course, of course. Brother Jiang, your business is more important."

"In that case, we'll have to reschedule for another day."

far away....

In the narrow alley, Liu Yin stood with his shirt against the wood, his cold eyes fixed on the scene.

Although she couldn't hear the specific words, she took in the foreman's fawning smiles and the others' flattering and agreeing manner.

for a long time....

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips:

"As expected... he's someone whose words carry weight!"

...

...

Time is like flowing sand, gently caressing your fingers.

After a while, the sky gradually darkened.

Lanterns were hung up at the construction site.

The artisans, who had been busy all day, gradually left, their footsteps hurried and weary.

The artisans, who worked at night, also happened to arrive.

In twos and threes, they gathered outside the shed to change shifts.

Building a high platform in seven days is no easy task. The craftsmen worked tirelessly, day and night, to complete the project.

But if construction is delayed, it will disturb the neighbors.

At night, they would work until just before the midnight curfew and then disperse.

The crowd swarmed into the construction site in hushed tones, like ants.

Some carried in newly felled fir logs, the heavy timbers pressing on their shoulders, their footsteps heavy, kicking up dust; others squatted on the ground, using the dim light of lanterns to measure with ink and lines; and a dozen or so dark figures, like ants swarming, squatted on a high platform, laying the top layer of planks.

The sledgehammer rose and fell, making a loud thud.

The sounds of sawing and planing wood rose again, though not as noisy as during the day, they were particularly clear in the night.

Under the shed, He Dayong had not yet dispersed.

He stood with his hands on his hips, giving orders in a gruff voice:

"Those pillars in the west corner need to be reinforced again. The mortise and tenon joints must fit perfectly; there can be no carelessness whatsoever!"

Upon hearing this, several craftsmen nodded in agreement and quickly gathered around with their hammers and chisels.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The hammering sound was deep and powerful, carrying far into the night. The flickering light and shadows under the lanterns stretched the busy figures into long and short shadows, casting them on the pile of wood like a shadow puppet show.

Jiang She stayed at the construction site for a while longer.

I looked up.

As the crescent moon appeared and the sky darkened, he raised his hand to bid farewell to the craftsmen and left the workshop.

The curfew was approaching, and there were no pedestrians on the streets.

Jiang She strode forward, his footsteps clearly audible.

Suddenly, the moonlight dimmed on the bluestone path behind him, and a figure appeared!

The figure landed on the ground without any warning.

The footsteps were extremely light and subtle, hidden within Jiang She's footsteps. As he stepped forward, so much so that the sound of a pin drop could not be heard from behind him!

But Jiang She still saw it.

Because the cosmetics stall in front had covered itself with a tarpaulin to indicate that it was closing up shop, a bronze mirror on one of the stalls was still uncovered.

The bronze mirror, about the size of a palm, with a polished silver surface, was placed diagonally in the corner of a tarpaulin that wasn't fully covered.

The cool moonlight slanted down and fell perfectly into the mirror.

As Jiang She approached, the bronze mirror first reflected his upright figure in a blue robe, and then, without a sound, a dark shadow appeared on the edge of the mirror!

The straw hat was pulled low, obscuring the eyebrows and eyes;

A cloak covered her and wrapped around her waist.

His chest was bulging, which looked fake, as if it had been padded up and a weapon was hidden inside.

But with a slender and well-proportioned figure, she should be a woman.

Following behind him, they were like ghosts and phantoms.

Jiang She's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He spread his divine sense and had already noticed the woman following him. At this moment, he pretended to be flustered and suddenly turned around in a flash, his movements as fast as the wind, making his clothes flutter.

"Who?!"

Jiang She shouted loudly.

The sound was like tearing silk, exploding in the empty street.

However, before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes, so fast that only a blur remained. Before he could see clearly, the cloaked woman had already closed in on him.

"Swoosh—"

The woman swung her hand in a chop, creating a powerful gust of wind!

A strong gust of wind swept in, severing Jiang She's right neck.

Faced with a sudden attack, ordinary people either don't react in time or instinctively dodge to the side.

Right now, Jiang She is pretending to be the latter.

He dodged to the side, but the opponent was too fast. Before he could move more than a few feet, the hand blade had already struck.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the blow landed squarely on an acupoint on the side of the neck.

Although the woman's hand strike was fast and appeared powerful, capable of severing a person's neck in one stroke, the force was precisely controlled, neither damaging his bones nor his vital energy.

Jiang She felt a numbness on the side of his neck, and his vision suddenly went black.

Immediately afterwards, a ringing sound filled my ears, the world spun around me, and I felt like I was about to collapse.

But at that moment, the magical power in the Qihai acupoint suddenly exerted its force, clearing away the tinnitus and supplying blood and energy to the brain.

Jiang She immediately regained his senses.

The magic actually served to protect its master, something he truly hadn't expected.

But Jiang She still pretended to faint on the ground.

"Thump!"

He fell down, his body tilting slightly, deliberately avoiding hitting his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the black cloak roll up like a dark cloud overhead, instantly pressing down on his face.

"Rustling..."

A rustling sound came from the street.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the man was dragged into the alley by the woman.

Immediately afterwards, the cloak billowed up, like bat wings spreading, completely concealing the two figures.

A lone man and a lone woman were alone in an alley.

The woman looked down and exclaimed, "What a handsome man!"

She gasped in surprise, covering her mouth. For a moment, she couldn't take her eyes off the man's handsome face. She blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly, and after a while, she remembered that she still had important business to attend to.

"This is actually a lucky break for me!"

Liu Yin smiled, but seemed a little guilty.

In the past, if she used her "sweetness techniques," she would definitely say that it was a bargain for those men.

But now that she's caught such a handsome young man, she feels like she's just getting a free meal.

She then reached out her soft hand and touched the man's waist.

Then, with a tug and a loosening of her belt, she grabbed the man's pants and began to rustle as she pulled them down.

But before she could even touch her lower abdomen, revealing a few strands of black hair, a hand reached up to her.

A handshake, a lift.

He pushed the woman's hand upwards.

"Whoosh—"

Her slender fingers left her trousers.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yin froze, staring blankly at the owner of the hand.

This hand belongs to no one else.

It was the man in the blue robe who was pinned under her buttocks!

"Huh! You didn't faint?!"

She looked at the man, and the man looked at her in return.

"I was dizzy, but I woke up again."

Jiang She gave a gentle reply and revealed a faint smile.

But Liu Yin didn't believe his words. Her acupoint striking skills were always precise. She had just hit the man's pressure point and it was impossible for her to have done nothing.

Even if this guy can endure it, he's definitely just putting on a brave face.

Yes, that must be it!

Thinking of this, Liu Yin hurriedly pulled her hand away, trying to free herself from the man's grasp.

But when she tried to pull her arm back, she found that it hadn't moved at all.

Her gaze fell on the man's fingers.

Those five long, slender fingers, seemingly casually resting on her wrist, actually held her hand firmly like an iron clamp, preventing her from pulling it away.

"Heh, you know martial arts?"

Liu Yin gave a cold laugh.

She was unaware that Jiang She had never practiced martial arts; the reason he could hold her arm and prevent her from pulling away was simply because of his strength.

But with his arm grabbed and danger imminent, Liu Yin had no choice but to gather his strength and use the "Shadowless Hand" technique.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The wind howled incessantly before Jiang She's eyes.

Looking closely, one could see the woman's hands swaying like a sieve, swinging left and right, back and forth. Driven by her strength, her left arm swayed faster and faster, until finally, it was so fast that only a blur remained.

No matter how Liu Yin swung her soft hands, she couldn't shake off the man's arm.

She was furious.

"Let go!"

"Not loose."

The man pinned beneath her hips suddenly laughed: "Girl, your hands... are quite slippery."

He spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as a breeze passing by.

As he spoke, his thumb quietly moved upwards, gently touching the back of her hand. The back of her hand was clearly bony, with extremely long and thin finger bones.

He touched his palm again.

The palms felt slightly rough to the touch, bearing the thin calluses left from years of wielding weapons and practicing martial arts.

Yet it also possesses a softness and tenderness unique to women.

Liu Yin froze.

She had never been treated so lightly before.

She has always been the one who flirts with men.

"Let go of me right now!"

She was consumed by impotent rage.

Jiang She ignored her and continued to deliberately touch the woman's palm, intentionally disgusting her.

But for some reason, Liu Yin felt aroused by his touch.

The caress on her palm was light, yet it felt like snakes crawling and ants moving, sending waves of tingling sensations from her arms straight to her heart, making her legs itch, and occasionally making her want to hum softly.

"Continue..."

"Um?"

"No...don't stop."

"!"