A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

As expected of Little Fish, that mouth of hers is so annoying.

Lu Ming shook his head, poured himself a glass of wine, and tossed it lightly: "Lu Ming of the Huashan Sect."

Just as Xiaoyuer was about to reach out to take it, Hua Wuque arrived first, using his folding fan to move the wine cup away with an invisible force.

The seemingly foolproof plan of "switching flowers and replacing jade" has failed!

Crash! The wine glass shattered, hitting a wealthy young man who was walking in right in the face.

"Oh! My face, my face!"

The man clutched his cheek tightly, the shattered fragments cutting his face until it bled profusely.

The guards behind them were shocked and quickly drew their swords to surround the three men.

A middle-aged man who looked respectable quickly stepped forward to check on his son. When he saw that his son's face was covered in blood from the shards, he was heartbroken.

Turning to face the three, his powerful inner strength could no longer be suppressed, erupting with a deafening roar that sent tables and chairs flying: "Who did this?!"

Lu Ming and Xiao Yu'er immediately stood up and pointed at Hua Wuque.

Hua Wuque: ...

I'm truly impressed by you two old fools.

"My name is Hua Wuque from the Yihua Palace. What happened just now was an accident. I am willing to compensate you with silver."

Jiang Biehe flew into a rage. He had always masqueraded as a refined and courteous hero to satisfy his twisted dreams. Seeing his only son disfigured, even his usually composed demeanor crumbled instantly: "Pay up! Can money bring my son's face back?!"

As a little villain raised by the Ten Villains, Xiaoyuer is good at changing his tune depending on the situation, especially after seeing that rich young master, he recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

Then, glancing at Hua Wuque, a plan to shift the blame onto someone else immediately came to mind: "It's already a favor that they're willing to pay you compensation. This is Hua Wuque, the young master of Yihua Palace. He's the disciple of Yaoyue and Lianxing. For them to hit your son is already giving you face. Don't push your luck!"

Lu Mingshen nodded in agreement: "That's right. Who in the martial world doesn't know the strength of the Yihua Palace? 'Inviting the moonlight to the deep palace, sleeping under the stars in the cold hall,' the two palace masters cultivate the Mingyu Gong, their cultivation is unfathomable. Their 'Yihua Jieyu' technique is far superior to even the Murong family's 'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi' and the Ming Cult's 'Qiankun Da Nuoyi.' You should just admit defeat!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyuer immediately turned to look at him, and Lu Ming winked at him.

Good heavens, they're kindred spirits!

Regardless of anything else, let's get rid of Hua Wuque first.

"I, Jiang Biehe, have always upheld justice and righteousness, and I have no regrets before heaven and earth. Today you have ruined my son; I will not be a gentleman if I do not avenge this. I will kill you!"

Jiang Biehe was so angry he nearly vomited blood. He only had one son, and now he was disfigured. So what if it was the Yihua Palace? If they didn't utter a single word, how could he, the great hero of Jiangnan, ever hold his head high again!

Hua Wuque was still unaware of what was going on, but he had a feeling that Xiaoyuer and Lu Ming were trying to trick him. Seeing Jiang Biehe's furious palm strike coming at him, he quickly used the Shifting Flower Jade technique to move it away.

In an instant, the two exchanged blows, their fists and palms flying everywhere. Tables and chairs were smashed to pieces, but the surrounding diners were not afraid at all; instead, they watched the spectacle unfold, occasionally cheering them on.

Jiang Biehe was furious. He was a great hero of Jiangnan, yet here he was being treated like a monkey being teased.

Enraged, he exerted even more force in his hands. With the support of his profound internal energy, he unleashed a devastating palm strike while Hua Wuque was trying to move aside.

puff!

Hua Wuque was unable to dodge in time and was sent flying, smashing a table before getting up and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Little Fish was about to slip away when he was stopped at the door.

A beautiful but fierce-looking nun stood before me, holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword to her neck.

Little Fish quickly begged for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Ahem, nun, don't let your hand shake. It's not my fault. I just came here to eat! Those people from Yihua Palace are going too far. They insist I dirtied their clothes and demand compensation. Isn't that bullying an honest person?"

Abbess Miejue remained unmoved, merely staring coldly at the man. She immediately recognized his dishonesty and swiftly tapped him twice: "Go back!"

The little fish, whose acupoints had been struck, could only walk back dejectedly, unable to mobilize any of its internal energy.

Lu Ming, however, was still eating his rice bowl with relish. This was a case of "transferring flowers and jade," and he wondered if it could actually remove his sword energy.

There are many martial arts in the world, and the martial arts of the Five Mountains Sword Sect are at best a second-class skill. Only the Purple Cloud Divine Skill and the Sunflower Manual can be considered first-class skills. Compared with the martial arts world of the Central Plains, they are far inferior.

Zhou Zhiruo followed behind Miejue. When she looked up and saw Lu Ming, she seemed to remember something and felt that he was very familiar.

Ding Minjun also noticed this, exchanged a glance with Zhou Zhiruo, and nodded slightly to confirm if it was indeed this person.

Zhou Zhiruo's memory was fragmented due to her coma, while Ding Minjun was in a semi-conscious state at the time, so it was impossible for her not to recognize Zhou Zhiruo.

The thought that the other party had so despicably stolen her virginity mark as a junior sister filled her with rage.

Even though it's about saving lives, does that mean we don't have to take responsibility after saving someone?

He pulled up his pants and ran away, what a pathetic guy!

Lu Ming also saw the two women. He moved slightly to the left, and they followed his gaze. He moved slightly to the right, and they looked over there too.

Did it recognize itself?

Ignoring Hua Wuque, who was almost beaten to death in the arena, Lu Ming quickly finished his meal, stood up, walked over, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Lu Ming of the Huashan Sect greets Master."

"We've come here to investigate the massacre at the Golden Lion Escort Agency. Thanks to the Emei Sect's guidance, otherwise our Huashan Sect would have been caught in the crossfire!"

Even the usually stern and unyielding Abbess Miejue's eyes lit up when she saw Lu Ming, feeling that his spirited demeanor reminded her of her deceased sweetheart.

He nodded slightly as a greeting: "You must be Lu Ming, the renowned Sword Demon of Mount Hua?"

"So young, yet so bloodthirsty. But for members of the Demonic Sect, even the most ruthless techniques are acceptable."

Ding Minjun glanced at her master with considerable surprise. Her master was always aloof and adhered to strict rules and chivalry. Why was he being so kind and gentle to a disciple from another sect?

Could it be that between them...

No, I can't let my mind wander!

Lu Ming remained calm and composed. To be fair, Abbess Miejue was quite beautiful, though her temper was rather fiery. It's said that the more cold-hearted a woman appears on the outside, the more uninhibited she is in her private quarters?

"Thank you for your kind words, Master. It is all thanks to your excellent teaching. We need the assistance of the Emei Sect to investigate this case. Thank you for your help, Master."

"Polite and handsome, Yue Buqun has taken on a fine disciple. You are in charge of investigating this matter. Minjun, you are responsible for assisting Young Hero Lu."

"Young Master Lu, this is my disciple, Ding Minjun. She will assist you in the investigation. If you encounter any other difficulties, please feel free to come to me."

Ding Minjun was overjoyed, her heart racing. The idea of ​​getting on the train first and buying the ticket later, coupled with the two years of internal energy gained from the Little Rejuvenating Pill, made her ecstatic, and her hatred for Lu Ming transformed into curiosity.

"Your disciple obeys."

She then looked at Lu Ming, a hint of mockery appearing on her beautiful face: "Young Master Lu, please!"

Looking at the other person's ambiguous smile, Lu Ming felt a surge of anger. Once he had tasted the forbidden fruit, it would be difficult to resist later: "Let's not delay any longer, let's go check the scene now. Thank you for your trouble, Senior Sister Ding, please."