I manage female characters in all the heavens.

"I am indeed a woman of unparalleled beauty. You speak very well. I am pleased to hear your words and must reward you handsomely."

Mu Nianci twitched her lips, "I wasn't praising you at all!"

The curtain parted slightly, and a maid in a flowing dress jumped down from the palanquin, walked gracefully to Mu Nianci, opened a box in her hand, and showed it to her.

A jade hairpin lay quietly in the box, radiating a hazy, precious light in the sunlight, its value visible to the naked eye.

"Red flowers match green leaves, and beauties match precious pearls. This jade hairpin is a perfect match for a vibrant young lady. It is a gift to you to commend your discerning eye." A voice of praise came from the palanquin.

At this moment, a seasoned veteran in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, praising Miss Li: "The 'Azure Clouds Hairpin' is a treasure that was once collected by the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace. It's worth at least a thousand taels of silver, and it's just given away like that?!"

The entire audience erupted in cheers, their eyes fixed on the palanquin with fervent desire, wondering if they should also quickly offer a few words of praise in order to gain some wealth and honor.

When Mu Nianci learned of the item's value, she was at a loss. She had never received a gift worth more than one tael of silver in her life, and this sudden gift of a thousand taels shocked her. She had no idea what to do.

Yang Tiexin stepped forward, first thanked him for his kindness, then pushed the gift back, firmly refusing it.

Li Mochou was somewhat displeased: "No one in this world can refuse me, you must accept me!"

Today, Ms. Li will also play the role of a domineering CEO.

Wanyan Kang, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, finally couldn't hold back any longer. Surrounded by dozens of servants, he stepped forward, mustered his courage, and looked menacing:

"Who do you think you are, daring to have a more extravagant presence than a prince? And you claim that no one in the world can refuse you? Do you think you're the emperor?"

Everyone immediately turned their heads, thinking to themselves that this kid had guts, daring to speak up even in the face of such a situation, he must have someone above him.

Wanyan Kang was furious. He had come out with his servants to show off and try out a novel martial arts contest to find a wife, but this group ruined everything.

He couldn't match the other's pomp and circumstance, his spending wasn't as extravagant, his momentum wasn't as strong, and even his speed in flirting with girls was slightly inferior.

This is practically a slap in the face to him, the young prince of the Jin Kingdom!

He made up his mind that once he found out the truth, as long as the other party wasn't royalty, a reclusive high-ranking family, or a major sect of demonic cultivation, he would definitely teach them a lesson!

"Hahaha! Good question!" A hearty laugh suddenly rang out from the palanquin, clear, melodious, and pleasant to the ear.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and a gust of air emanated from the palanquin, blowing open the curtains to reveal Li Mochou's breathtaking beauty.

She sat high on the soft couch, dressed in white, ethereal and otherworldly. Her temperament was noble and aloof, her expression serene and tranquil. Her skin was as white as snow, and she even had a delicate air about her, completely different from the domineering and arrogant persona that everyone had imagined.

She held the wine glass in her left hand, swirling it slightly, while her right hand stroked the Listening Rain Sword lying on the table beside her. Without looking at anyone, she leisurely recited:

"In Jiaxing, we seek immortals at Nanhugou, where delicacies and fine wines make us forget the passing of time. We laugh and talk about the affairs of the world, and drink together at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

The clear and melodious voice echoed in the air. Although it wasn't very loud, it traveled far and wide, and could be heard in almost half of Zhongdu.

She's serious about advertising.

Everyone was stunned. What did reciting poetry mean at this moment?

As they pondered the poem's meaning, someone asked in astonishment, "Drunken Immortal Pavilion... what is that? Is it some powerful, reclusive sect in the martial arts world?"

Those who knew the story looked on with strange expressions: "Hidden from the world, my foot! It's just an ordinary restaurant in Jiaxing. The most famous thing that happened there was Qiu Chuji and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan arranging a duel!"

To be able to talk about something like this so readily shows an extensive knowledge base; one must be a seasoned veteran of the underworld.

Everyone was baffled. Was this beautiful young woman reciting something at this moment to advertise?

With such a high-class establishment, how could Zuixianlou possibly send out such ethereal figures and such a team to advertise?

I really should go and take a look when I have time.

These discussions also reached Wanyan Kang's ears, causing him to catch his breath and ignite boundless rage.

What the hell is this Zuixianlou? How dare a restaurant's advertising team be so arrogant? It scared the hell out of me!

They didn't take this young prince seriously at all. They had to take him back and teach him a lesson so he would know his place and start anew!

"Beat him! I only want the one in white who's in the lead; whoever catches the others can have them as a reward!"

He waved his hand, his face full of resentment, and ordered the servants to do it.

The servants glanced at the group of girls opposite them, each wielding a sharp sword and exuding a menacing aura. They exchanged a look, showing no fear whatsoever.

The restaurant's team, though seemingly skilled, was undoubtedly just for show.

These are great looks, all beauties! You guys are in luck!

They sneered as they approached, their lewdness undisguised.

Many onlookers looked on with pity. Although the girls were a bit exaggerated and arrogant, they hadn't done anything wrong.

This young master came up and immediately tried to take people away, even making arrangements for them. He was completely lawless and lawless.

But they dared not speak out, because anyone who wasn't stupid would know that anyone who could take so many servants out for a stroll was either a member of the imperial family or a relative of a high-ranking official in the Jin court.

They really can kill people; you absolutely can't afford to offend them!

Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci's expressions changed, and they were about to uphold justice.

Although the other party verbally flirted with Mu Nianci, she was, after all, a woman and was obviously joking. Moreover, she generously offered the Biyue Liuyun hairpin.

Although the father and daughter chose to refuse the reward, it was indeed the first time in their lives that they had been valued so much and felt grateful for this favor.

Seeing that the rich young master was about to let his slaves kidnap people, which would lead to a tragedy, the father and daughter, who were filled with justice, could not sit idly by.

However, before they could make a move, the rustic-looking young man jumped out first, blocking the path between "Li Mochou" and her group and dozens of servants.

"I, Guo Jing, will not allow the abduction of a woman in broad daylight!"

He was Guo Jing. He had been watching for a while and originally didn't intend to step forward, but his eagerness to help others eventually got the better of him.

Wanyan Kang didn't even glance at him, and coldly snorted, "What good are you? Kill the men, kidnap the women, do it!"

Crackling sounds!

To Wanyan Kang's surprise, Guo Jing proved to be highly skilled in martial arts, repeatedly throwing his servants to the ground and fighting dozens of people on equal terms.

Wanyan Kang's face darkened: "Useless!"

He flashed out and took action himself. His Quanzhen martial arts skills had already reached a high level, and he overpowered Guo Jing. He could be considered a third-rate fighter in the martial arts world.

Even though he had the upper hand, he was still unable to completely defeat Guo Jing, and the situation immediately became deadlocked.

Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci were terrified. They thought to themselves that they might not be a match for this young master, not to mention that he had dozens of subordinates. If they had actually made a move just now, they would probably have been in grave danger.

However, as Wanyan Kang ordered his men to attack together, Guo Jing was caught off guard and found himself in increasingly perilous situations due to Wanyan Kang's ruthless skills, causing both of them to become anxious.

How could they bear to see such a kind and benevolent young man die at the hands of a rich young master?

Yang Tiexin gripped his iron spear tightly and said to Mu Nianci, "Nianci, you go first. I'll help this young hero out. After we get away, we'll meet at Gaosheng Inn!"

Mu Nianci immediately shook her head, her gaze resolute: "Father, stop talking. We, father and daughter, will fight together and leave together!"

Yang Tiexin's eyes were filled with satisfaction: "Good, you are indeed my son. Let's go together!"

Old Yang was filled with excitement!

Without even drawing their weapons, they charged directly at Wanyan Kang and his group, instantly killing seven or eight of them.

Wanyan Kang was shocked and furious: "How dare you oppose me!"

Just then, a thin, ragged boy with a face covered in soot shouted from the crowd: "So what if I go against you? Do you think you're some kind of immortal who can't be messed with?"

Count me in!

It was Huang Rong, disguised as a man, who also jumped out and enthusiastically joined the group.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong are of the same blood and family, so of course they should fight together!

Wanyan Kang grabbed Guo Jing's wrist and threw him away, taking a moment to glare fiercely at Huang Rong, his anger growing even stronger:

"A bumpkin, a beggar, an old man, a pretty face—they all dare to oppose me? They all must die!"

Guo Jing pointed to himself and asked in confusion, "A country bumpkin?"

Mu Nianci's expression was cold and stern, her teeth clenched. A vase? Me?

You have already chosen the path to your death!

Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Yang Tiexin, and Mu Nianci, four top masters, surrounded and slaughtered the servants.

Wanyan Kang's eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed his full power, even employing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. Each move was ruthless and relentless, causing him to sweat profusely, yet he was unable to achieve any success.

Li Mochou cheered inwardly: Great! This fight is wonderful, very exciting, and entertaining!

Especially Mu Nianci and Huang Rong, they are so beautiful and lively when they move.

Panting heavily, Wanyan Kang retreated behind his servants to rest. He felt that this was a tough opponent. He couldn't handle Guo Jing alone, and with three more skilled fighters, he might be in trouble today.

Just as he was about to order a retreat, he was suddenly overjoyed—strong reinforcements had arrived!

Chapter 70 A Celestial Being Must Continue Flying Beyond the Heavens

Four distinctive and stern-looking men arrived at the scene.

A Tibetan monk, wearing a bright red robe and a golden hat, was extremely tall and stood a head and a half taller than everyone around him—the Tibetan Tantric Master Lingzhi!

Another man of medium build, with a full head of silvery white hair, but a radiant complexion without a single wrinkle, like a child, truly had a youthful face and white hair, full of spirit, and wore a long hemp robe, dressed in a style that was neither Taoist nor secular—the Ginseng Immortal Old Monster Liang Ziweng!

The third one was short and stocky, with bloodshot eyes that seemed to pierce the air, and a short mustache that curled up on his upper lip—Peng Lianhu, the Thousand-Handed Butcher!

These three are all renowned top-tier martial arts masters in the martial arts world, and now they are all guest retainers in Wanyan Honglie's household.

There was another person, a thin man with a blue face and three fleshy growths on his forehead. He carried a short-handled three-pronged steel fork on his back. This was the junior brother of Ghost Gate Dragon King Sha Tongtian, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Hou Tonghai. His martial arts skills were average, only about second-rate and at the bottom. He couldn't even beat Huang Rong.

Upon seeing their arrival, Wanyan Kang was overjoyed: "Esteemed guests, quickly assist me!"

Earlier, a servant saw that things were not going well and ran back to the palace to fetch reinforcements. Now the reinforcements have arrived.

"Young Prince, don't panic, we're here!" Without saying a word, the four jumped into the arena and forced Guo Jing and his companions back with a single move.

Wanyan Kang immediately led his men to Lingzhi Shangren and his group of four, where they confronted Guo Jing and his group of four who were standing in front of Li Mochou's group.

Peng Lianhu smiled arrogantly: "You dare to oppose the young prince with your mediocre skills? Today, you have no way out!"

Guo Jing and the other three felt heavy-hearted, and Huang Rong, who was the most skilled in martial arts, knew that something was wrong.

Master Lingzhi, Peng Lianhu, and Liang Ziweng are all renowned first-class masters in the martial arts world.

Even if Guo Jing and the other three joined forces, they would find it difficult to defeat any one of them. It was a near-death experience, and their hands and feet gradually grew cold.

But at that moment, a soft chuckle rang out:

"Azure Dragon and White Tiger, go up and join the group."