Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

The middle-aged woman accompanied them attentively, carefully welcoming the two into the brothel and introducing them in a long, rambling manner.

Wen Yutang looked inside with curiosity.

The lobby on the first floor was bustling with activity, with dozens of seats scattered around. Guests were either clinking glasses or chatting and laughing with the women in brightly colored dresses next to them.

The hall features carved pillars and painted beams, with colorful palace lanterns hanging from them. The flickering lights illuminate the entire hall in a warm and beautiful way.

"Young master and young lady, you may not know this, but our Fengyue Pavilion has three floors. With each floor you go up, the level of service and the price increase accordingly."

"The first floor has open seating for ordinary guests to relax and unwind; the second floor has elegant private rooms with screen partitions for a quiet and private atmosphere; the third floor has top-tier private rooms, furnished with rare items and staffed by the most outstanding girls in the world."

At this point, she glanced at Wen Yutang again, her tone somewhat ingratiating.

"The presence of Miss Wen today truly honors our humble Fengyue Pavilion! We are pleased to offer you a 30% discount on all items!"

Shen Wei raised his hand to interrupt her. While she was speaking, his divine sense had already accurately locked onto the source of the aura.

"Found it, follow me!"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Wen Yutang, and quickly ran towards the third floor.

Wen Yutang seemed a little dazed, letting him pull her through the crowd, as if the noise around her was shut out.

"Young Master! You cannot ascend to the third floor if your spending is less than three thousand spirit stones..."

"..."

A moment later, Shen Wei stopped, slowly released Wen Yutang's hand, his gaze fixed on a private room ahead, and said in a calm tone:

"For some reason, my consciousness can only stop at the entrance and cannot go any deeper."

"I think this is it. Go knock on the door, and I'll observe from the side. If there really are people from the Demonic Sect inside, then I'll make my move. Don't be impulsive."

Wen Yutang then came to her senses; the warmth on her hand seemed to linger. She quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Oh, okay..."

She took a deep breath, suppressing her anxiety and panic, and stepped forward to gently knock on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A short while later, the door creaked open, and a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, poked his head out.

He was dressed plainly, in rough material, without any hint of luxury, but his physique was extremely robust.

Upon seeing Wen Yutang, the man's brows furrowed, and his tone held a hint of confusion:

"Miss... what can I do for you?"

"Um...it's nothing, I just..."

For a moment, she didn't know how to start the conversation, and her eyes secretly glanced at Shen Wei beside her, eagerly seeking his help.

Just as Wen Yutang was verbally stalling, Shen Wei's divine sense penetrated the room through the burly man.

Inside the private room, a man and a woman were seated around a round table. The man had a gloomy look in his eyes, a deep and mysterious demeanor, and a strong and upright physique; he seemed like a formidable opponent.

The woman was dressed in a light, brightly colored dress, with a hint of bewitching charm in her eyes and swirling around her with a faint demonic aura. This demonic aura was exactly the same as the lingering scent in the alley. After examining her carefully for a while, Shen Wei became more and more certain that she was the person they were looking for.

The two sat down at the round table, seemingly discussing something.

"What do you want? If you don't have anything to say, don't waste my time here..."

After confirming that the person he was looking for was in the private room, Shen Wei didn't linger any longer and walked out from the blind spot.

The burly man seemed dissatisfied with Wen Yutang's stammering answer and was about to question her when he suddenly noticed a tall young man standing in front of him.

Almost instantly, Shen Wei moved slightly, his hands swiftly reaching out, his fingertips precisely striking several acupoints on the burly man's body.

"Hmm..."

The burly man groaned and then collapsed to the ground.

Shen Wei's movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, and the entire set of actions was completed in one go.

Wen Yutang, standing to the side, was somewhat stunned.

"Don't just stand there." Shen Wei turned around. "There are two more people inside, and they're not easy to deal with. Be careful."

"Ah, okay..."

Hearing the commotion at the door, the two people who were talking stopped and looked in the direction of the door.

However, due to the special design of the private room in Fengyue Pavilion, the carved screen inside blocked the view, and the two of them could not see the scene at the door at all, but could only vaguely hear the movements outside the door.

The man immediately sensed something was wrong, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. He dared not be careless in the slightest, and quickly spread his divine sense towards the door.

Shen Wei raised his eyes, his gaze sharpened, and he repelled Chen Lue's divine sense.

His spiritual sense was already far beyond that of ordinary people, and with the added blessing of the evil dragon within him, its power was not to be underestimated; moreover, Chen Lue was caught off guard and had no time to defend himself.

"ah..."

Upon seeing this, the woman beside him exclaimed in surprise and quickly reached out to support him, her voice flustered and tinged with worry: "Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

"Door...doorway."

"At the door?"

The woman looked up in confusion, then walked around the screen and saw a young man in black leading a young girl in.

Shen Wei's icy gaze slowly swept over the two of them, then he spoke in a deep voice:

"Please come with us, miss."

"What? You knocked out my brother and are trying to take my wife away? What kind of logic is that?"

He seemed to have seen through the group's intentions, so he deliberately put on an indignant appearance, but in reality he was already panicking and just wanted to buy time to find a chance to escape.

Shen Wei pulled out the city lord's token that Liu Huan had given him from his pocket, his voice turning serious, "Your wife is involved in a murder case, and moreover..."

He paused.

"She is very likely a member of the demonic sect who has infiltrated Qingyun City."

The woman wasn't annoyed by what she heard. She simply stood up, walked up to Shen Wei, and her eyes were full of allure.

"Young hero, please calm down. Since you suspect me, I will go with you. I have nothing to hide, and I believe you won't force a confession or wrong an innocent person, right?"

As she spoke, she deliberately winked at Shen Wei, trying to distract him with her charm, while secretly circulating her demonic energy, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"He's coming with us too."

He pointed at Chen Lue and said, word by word, "I suspect you are colluding. Bring you back to the city lord's mansion today to find out the truth."

His gaze was fixed intently on the other person.

"Should I do it myself, or will you come over here yourself?"

After these words, Chen Lue's eyes had become frighteningly gloomy.

"No need for you to trouble yourself, I can do it myself!"

With that, the long sword was instantly drawn from its sheath, a flash of cold light, the blade gleaming with a sharp killing intent, and it slashed straight at Shen Wei.

Shen Wei simply turned slightly to the side and dodged the powerful and heavy slash.

Seeing that Shen Wei had easily dodged the attack, Chen Lue was not convinced and slashed again, but Shen Wei dodged it easily, without even touching the hem of Shen Wei's clothes.

His blade struck the wall, and with the immense spiritual energy gathering, it cleaved a huge hole in the adjacent private room.

"Aaaaaahh ...

In the next private room, a man and a woman were enjoying their time together when they were terrified by the sudden loud noise and the falling rocks.

"What are you doing?!"

The middle-aged woman hurriedly followed, looking at the damaged private room and walls after the fight between the two, her face filled with tears, and she stomped her feet in heartache.

Behind her were several servants with considerable cultivation, all of whom looked wary, but they dared not approach easily due to the aura of the two.

Seeing this, Chen Lue, whether out of guilt and fear of the guards arriving, or out of fear of causing more trouble if he delayed any longer, raised his hand and smashed a large hole in the guest room with a single palm strike, then slipped away in a flash.

The speed was extremely fast, clearly indicating that they had been prepared in advance.

Shen Wei moved slightly but did not stop him. Instead, he went to Wen Yutang and instructed her, "Keep this person under control and do not let her escape."

After giving his instructions, Shen Weicai flew off on his sword, deliberately slowing down and following Chen Lue closely without making a move.

He could tell that Chen Lue hadn't gone all out in the fight, and his moves always seemed to be deliberately disguised.

Moreover, he wanted to see where Chen Lue was going to escape to and whether he had any other accomplices behind him.