Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Why did I say "also"...?

When Bai Gu saw Qin Ning, a look of surprise flashed in his clear eyes. He took a few steps forward to greet him, his tone revealing his doubt.

"Brother Qin, what brings you here so early in the morning? This is no respectable place."

How could you say that to me...? Qin Ning took a deep breath and said without changing her expression, "Oh, I'm lost."

"Lost..." Bai Gu looked suspicious, raising an eyebrow slightly. "That inn is quite far from here. How could I possibly get lost here? Brother Guiyuan, tell me the truth, and I won't tell Miss Feng..."

Seeing the curious look on Guan Fenghan's face, Qin Ning quickly changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, why are you here so early in the morning?"

"Me? I've come to find my master. I'm not strong enough to handle the final step of the Hundred-Refined Azure Divine Armor."

"Your master?" Qin Ning was somewhat surprised.

"Well, according to him, he was injured in his early years and needs the girls here to soothe his wounds." Bai Gu sounded somewhat skeptical. "But I've noticed that he sometimes seems to really enjoy it."

Qin Ning couldn't contain her curiosity: "How old is your master this year?"

"Sixty-seven."

"Still going strong for his age..." Qin Ning's lips twitched slightly. He was about to take his leave when he heard Bai Gu mutter, "Strange, the person who gave me directions clearly said that Zuihualou was nearby... How come I've circled around several times and still can't find it?"

This is the downside of not having navigation... Upon hearing that the other person was also going to Zuihualou, Qin Ning immediately gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

"You're going to the Drunken Flower Pavilion? I just came from there. Come on, I'll take you there."

I was worried that knocking on the door of a brothel during the day would be too conspicuous, but now I can go in with Bai Gu legitimately.

The two arrived at the Drunken Flower Pavilion, and Bai Gu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, the pimp who came to open the door was still sleepy-eyed, obviously having just crawled out of bed, but his professionalism was still there.

When he saw who was coming from outside the door, a smile immediately spread across his face.

"Please come in, gentlemen. My mother is still sleeping. I'll go make you some tea..."

Bai Gu interrupted, "No need, we're here to find someone." He then pulled a one-tael silver note from his pocket and lightly slapped it into the pimp's hand. "Was there an elderly man in his sixties with a ruddy complexion who stayed here yesterday?"

The pimp rubbed the silver notes in his hand, vigorously scrubbed his face, and frowned as he recalled for a moment: "Yes, yes, yes, that old man ordered three girls, and the noise in the room last night lasted until the early hours of the morning, it was really..."

"Stop, stop, stop this nonsense," Bai Gu said, his face flushing. "Go and call him down quickly. Tell him his apprentice has returned from beyond the Great Wall and has urgent business with him."

"Well then, you two can rest here for a bit. I'll go get them right away." The pimp stuffed the silver notes into his pocket, turned around quickly, and went upstairs.

Upon entering the Drunken Flower Pavilion, one is greeted by countless small ebony square tables, with a high platform in the center. Red silk, neither new nor old, hangs from the edge of the platform, presumably for the girls to play instruments and sing at night.

On either side of the platform, there is a staircase carved with hundreds of flowers, leading directly to the second floor. In the center of the second floor, there is a small terrace extending outwards, with wine stains on the railings, suggesting that this place must have been quite lively last night.

At this moment, most of the people in the building were still not fully awake. The tables and chairs were basically undisturbed, and there were scattered bits of fruit peels and gauze on the ground. Only two old women were slowly cleaning up.

Qin Ning and his companion chose a relatively clean square table and sat down, chatting idly.

"Brother Qin, I haven't sold that horse yet, the money..."

"Those are minor matters..."

Qin Ning responded casually, his gaze carefully sweeping around. The little black cat on his shoulder did the same, its two ears standing up with sharp points.

The Drunken Flower Pavilion wasn't large, only two stories. The Bagua plate in his arms was burning hot, meaning the evil creature was currently inside the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

It's just not obvious.

With a creak, a door on the second floor corner opened, and a man emerged, clutching his back. His clothes were tattered, his face was haggard, his eyes were dark, and his steps were unsteady; he clearly looked unwell.

Judging from Louis Koo's reaction, this person is probably not his master.

Not long after the man came out, a woman with wheat-colored skin, black hair that just reached her shoulders and was casually tied in a ponytail walked out. She was wearing a short robe made of silk and animal skin, with the neckline opened just right.

Compared to the man, this woman was radiant. With her exposed shoulders and neck, the defined muscles on her lower abdomen, her sharp eyes, and her appearance reminiscent of the northern desert, she looked exactly like a female leopard.

The staff at this brothel are truly diverse and unconventional...

Perhaps because of Qin Ning's appearance, the "female leopard" looked over openly after noticing his gaze, her eyes showing both admiration and seduction, as well as a hint of provocation.

She looks like she has a fiery temper... wait a minute!

Qin Ning leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on the lower left side of the woman's neck, above her collarbone.

There are three prominent hemangiomas there!

She had dark skin, was shorter than Feng Hanying, and had short hair, though not as short as mine. She also had three blood moles on her collarbone. This woman matched all of Aman's descriptions of his sister.

But why is she here...? Qin Ning's thoughts were immediately disrupted.

The woman on the second floor didn't stay long before turning around and going back to her room, blocking his view with the door.

A moment later, with a bang, a door was pushed open, and a robust old man who looked vigorous and had extremely thick hair and beard walked out, dressed in dark clothes.

"Haha, my good disciple is back. What's wrong? Have you finally decided not to be a wandering knight and want to properly study the Heavenly Craftsmanship with me?"

The red-faced old man had a booming voice that echoed throughout the Drunken Flower Pavilion. Instead of taking the stairs, he flipped down from the railing and landed lightly in front of Qin Ning and the others.

"Impossible, I was born to be a great hero." Bai Gu's tone was firm.

"This is my master, Nan Tie. He's ranked ninth in the Mohist artisan system."

"This is a friend I met on this chivalrous journey, Qin Ning, also known as Qin Guiyuan, who is a doctor."

"This junior greets Senior Nan." Qin Ning stood up and respectfully cupped his hands in a junior's greeting.

The red-faced old man remained silent, observing Qin Ning for a few moments with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he patted Qin Ning on the shoulder and exclaimed in amazement.

"Good lad, if I had your looks, I could sleep in every brothel in Bei'an City without spending a single penny!"

"Your way of praising people is quite unique..." Qin Ningqian laughed.

After Nan Tie finished speaking, he looked at Bai Gu: "If you're not going to learn the Heavenly Craftsmanship, then why have you come to see me?"

"The Hundred-Refined Azure Divine Armor is broken and needs to be reforged. I've already completed the previous steps, but I need you to do the last one." Bai Gu said, his voice lacking confidence.

"You got bullied outside? I told you to cultivate properly, but now I have to do everything for you, even refining the Azure God Armor. What if I die in the future?"

Bai Gu: "Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning? Besides, wasn't it me who came up with the design theory for the Azure God Armor?"

After a brief argument, the master and apprentice remembered that Qin Ning was still present.

"Young friend Qin, please excuse my rudeness." After saying this, Nan Tie reached out and lifted Bai Gu up like a rabbit, walking towards the exit of Zuihualou. "I'll teach you a lesson when we get back."

"Young friend Qin, you are welcome to visit Tiangong Tower when you have time."

Bai Gu, who was being carried, said, "Brother Qin, once I've repaired the armor, I'll invite you to dinner at Yu Shi Lou."

Your family hierarchy is so confusing.

".......OK."

He stood there, watching the old man and the young man leave amidst their bickering. Just as the red-faced old man reached the door, he suddenly turned back and gave a deep, reprimanding voice.

"Young man, this place isn't very clean. You young people are full of energy, so it's best not to linger here too long."

Qin Ning was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "Yes, I'll be leaving in a bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Bai Gu, who was being held up, blinking frantically at him, as if to say, "Don't worry, I won't tell Feng Hanying about your visit to the brothel."

"..."

After the other party walked away, Qin Ning waved to the pimp who still looked sleepy.

"Young master, please speak."

"Who was that slender girl with dark skin on the second floor just now?"

The pimp gave a thumbs up: "Young master, you have a good eye. That Miss Lang'er was brought back by our mother at a high price. She's been making waves lately. Every day, no one who comes out of her room is without a backache."

The pimp's words sound nice, but in reality, he just wants you to buy something.

"However, Miss Lang'er doesn't receive guests during the day. If you're interested, you'll have to come at night."

Qin Ning nodded and handed the other party a tael of silver.

"This is my first time here, so please tell me about the rules here."

The two chatted for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and Qin Ning got all the information he wanted to know before standing up and slowly leaving the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

"Brother Bai's teacher must also be a Mohist, and his rank must be very high... So, was his remark a warning against lingering in this place of pleasure, or did he already sense the presence of a minor evil here?"

As Qin Ning walked, he pondered, and his thoughts quickly drifted back to the girl Lang'er with three blood moles above her collarbone.

He didn't have any occupational discrimination; it's just that the other person's industry was so different from what was described in the letter...

"Very well, I'll contact them tonight and find out soon enough. As for the monstrous creature hiding in the building, I wonder which one of the thirty-six white pages it is."

The thirty-six white pages record many of the dangerous creatures that are not aggressive, and he currently has no clues about them, so he doesn't have any leads for the time being.

In the blink of an eye, dusk settled and the city lights began to come on.

He stepped onto the long street where the Drunken Flower Pavilion was located once again, which was noticeably more lively than during the day.

Laughter, shouts, vendors' calls, and hawking sounds.

On the second floor of buildings on both sides of the street, countless young women dressed in revealing clothing were waving handkerchiefs and working hard.

Ignoring the various temptations along the way, Qin Ning had a clear goal and entered the Drunken Flower Garden for the second time.