Chapter 144: Vying for Affection! This cup of wine, are you even worthy to drink it?

"What if I don't scram?"

Gu Lan held his wine glass, and through that lewd fox mask, let out a soft chuckle.

The laughter was not loud, but it sounded exceptionally jarring in the noisy Jile Pavilion, even exuding a trace of casual mockery.

"Then you might… have to be carried out lying down."

"What did you say?!"

Young Master Li seemed to have heard some kind of huge joke, the flesh all over his face twitching.

"Do you know who this Young Master is?!"

"My father is the Deputy Hall Master of Xuesha Hall! In this Jile Pavilion, no one has ever dared to speak to this Young Master like this!"

"Get him! Break his legs! Strip that cat-masked little vixen bare and bring her back!"

Following his command, the few lackeys behind him immediately rushed up with ferocious grins.

Although they were only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, in a place where Loose Cultivators gathered, they could still be considered a considerable combat force, often strutting about and bullying others following Young Master Li.

"Careful!"

Su Meiniang on the side let out a startled cry, and was just about to step forward to help.

However.

Someone was faster than her.

"How noisy."

Gu Lan didn't even move his butt an inch.

He just gently flicked the wine glass in his hand.

"Clang—"

A crisp sound rang out.

A few drops of wine splashed out from the cup, instantly transforming into several fierce Sword Qi in mid-air!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Those lackeys who rushed up hadn't even seen clearly what had happened when they felt a chill in their knees, followed by an intense pain striking them.

"Ah—!!!"

Accompanied by neat, uniform screams.

Those lackeys knelt on the ground in unison, blood flowing freely from their knees; their kneecaps had actually been directly pierced through by those few drops of wine!

"This… How is this possible?!"

Young Master Li was scared silly, the folding fan in his hand dropping to the ground with a clatter.

Turning water into swords?!

This was a method that only a Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator could achieve!

The surrounding Cultivators watching the commotion also drew in a sharp breath. Originally thinking he was a reckless gigolo, they didn't expect him to be such a ruthless character who pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger!

"Do you still want me to scram?"

Gu Lan still sat steadily in his chair, drinking the remaining wine in his cup in one gulp.

"If there's nothing else, take your dogs and scram."

"Don't disturb me and the beauty from drinking."

"You… You just wait for me!"

Although Young Master Li was arrogant, he wasn't a fool.

A wise man submits to immediate circumstances!

He gave Gu Lan a venomous look and dropped a harsh threat: "If you have the guts, don't leave! I'll go call for people right now!"

Having said that, ignoring even those lackeys who were still wailing, he scampered down the stairs in a panic.

"Tch, coward."

Gu Lan curled his lips in disdain.

"Young Master has impressive skills."

Su Meiniang had already recovered from her shock at this moment, looking at Gu Lan with even more burning eyes.

In this Demonic Sect where the strong were respected, strength was the best aphrodisiac.

She twisted her water-snake-like waist, taking the initiative to pick up the wine pot on the table and poured a full cup of wine for Gu Lan.

"Thank you for helping me out earlier, Young Master."

"This cup of wine, Manager Meiniang toasts you."

As she spoke, she raised the wine glass, her body leaning slightly forward, the scenery beneath her collar loomingly visible, and a body scent carrying a sweet floral fragrance drilled straight into Gu Lan's nose.

"May I ask Young Master's honorable name? Could you take off your mask and let Manager Meiniang catch a glimpse of your true face?"

This was simply barefaced seduction!

The surrounding male Cultivators were so jealous their eyeballs were turning red.

To be able to make the courtesan of Jile Pavilion so proactive, what kind of blessing had this brat cultivated for several lifetimes!

Gu Lan looked at the cup of wine delivered to his mouth, and then at Su Meiniang's soul-stirring face, just as he was about to open his mouth to say some polite words.

"Slap!"

A hand wearing black lace gloves suddenly appeared out of nowhere and snatched that cup of wine away.

Saintess Ji Wushuang looked coldly at Su Meiniang through the cat demon mask.

"This wine, he won't drink it."

"Why?" Su Meiniang's willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, a trace of displeasure flashing through her eyes.

"Because…"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's lips curved into a mocking arc.

"Because I won't let him drink it."

Having said that, right in front of Su Meiniang, she tilted her wrist.

Splash——

That expensive cup of "Drunken Dream of Life and Death" was directly poured onto the ground by her.

"The powder and cosmetic scent in this wine is too heavy, it's choking."

"My Young Master is not used to drinking it."

Provocation!

Barefaced provocation!

The whole venue instantly quieted down, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Su Meiniang's expression sank.

As the Chief Disciple of the Hehuan Sect and the courtesan of Jile Pavilion, when had she ever suffered this kind of grievance?

"This older sister."

Su Meiniang put away her smile, and a coercion belonging to the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection emanated from her body.

"What relation are you to this Young Master?"

"Aren't you meddling a bit too much?"

"What relation am I to him?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang sneered, suddenly reaching out to hook her arm around Gu Lan's neck, pressing her entire body against him as she spoke like declaring sovereignty:

"I am his… financial backer."

"All his expenses tonight will be paid by this Palace… this young lady."

"Even his person has been booked by this young lady."

"You want to treat him to wine?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang looked Su Meiniang up and down, her eyes full of disdain.

"Get in line."

"Of course, if you are willing to be his foot-washing maid… This young lady might consider it."

"You—!!"

Su Meiniang trembled all over with anger, the surging waves on her chest becoming even more violent.

"Good! Very good!"

She laughed out of extreme anger, and a pink ribbon Magic Treasure appeared in her hand.

Seeing that the two women were about to start a brawl.

Gu Lan was caught in the middle, and his head was hurting immensely.

What kind of nonsense was this!

He originally wanted to come and quietly investigate intelligence, so how did it turn into a drama of "two women fighting over a husband"?

Furthermore…

Can this foot-washing maid joke not be dropped?!

"You two! Calm down! Calm down!"

Gu Lan hurriedly stood up to smooth things over.

"Everyone is out to have fun, harmony is precious, harmony is precious!"

"Harmony?"

Su Meiniang snorted coldly.

"Today, either she apologizes to this slave! Or…"

"Who is causing trouble in Jile Pavilion?!"

Just at this moment, a thunderous roar came from downstairs.

Shortly after, a terrifying coercion shrouded the entire venue.

Seeing that Young Master Li who had escaped earlier came back killingly with a fleshy-faced, one-eyed middle-aged brawny man.

That brawny man was bare-chested, carrying a ghost-head broadsword on his shoulder, his whole body steaming with Evil Qi.

He was none other than the Deputy Hall Master of Xuesha Hall, an expert at the Early Golden Core Stage — Li Batian!

"Dad! That's the gigolo!"

Young Master Li pointed at Gu Lan on the second floor with a venomous look.

"Not only did he break my subordinates' legs, but he also humiliated me in public!"

"You must seek justice for your son!"

Li Batian looked up, his single eye locked firmly onto Gu Lan.

"Brat, did you touch my son?"

"Such incredible boldness!"

"In this territory of the Heavenly Demon Palace, no one has ever dared to touch the son of Li Batian!"

"Today, if you don't leave behind a hand and a leg, don't even think about walking out of this door!"

Facing the threat of a Golden Core expert.

The guests in the audience were so scared into silence that they retreated one after another, afraid of being affected.

Even Su Meiniang's expression changed. Although she was a person of the Hehuan Sect, this Li Batian was a notorious mad dog; if he really went crazy, he would even bite his own people.

Only Gu Lan and Saintess Ji Wushuang still sat steadily there.

Even…

Saintess Ji Wushuang leisurely peeled a grape for Gu Lan.

"Open your mouth."

"Ah—"

Gu Lan ate the grape, looking at the overbearing Li Batian downstairs, a flash of eccentric amusement passing through his eyes.

"The Deputy Hall Master of Xuesha Hall?"

"Li Batian?"

He remembered that yesterday in the Heavenly Demon Hall, this guy seemed to have knelt right behind the Grand Elder, not even daring to lift his head, right?

"A bit interesting."

Gu Lan stood up, walked over to the railing, and looked down at Li Batian from a high position.

"You said… you want me to leave behind a hand and a leg?"

"That's right!"

Li Batian grinned ferociously, "Scared? If you're scared, roll down here and kowtow to apologize!"

"Scared?"

Gu Lan chuckled lightly and slowly took off the fox mask on his face.

That peerlessly handsome yet somewhat wicked face was exposed under the lights.

"Deputy Hall Master Li, are you sure…"

"You want my hand and leg?"

The moment he clearly saw that face.

Li Batian's fierce grin instantly froze on his face.

That single eye instantly widened into a circle, as if he had seen a ghost.

This face…

This face that he would recognize even if it turned to ashes!

Wasn't this… that Gu Lan who crippled the Grand Elder with a single sword yesterday at the Heavenly Demon Hall, was personally appointed as the Sword-Wielding Envoy by the Sect Master, and even stayed overnight in the Sect Master's bedchamber?!

"Clatter!"

The ghost-head broadsword in Li Batian's hand dropped directly to the ground, smashing onto his own toes.

But he couldn't feel the pain.

He only felt a chill rushing straight from the soles of his feet to his crown.

It's over.

He kicked a steel plate!

No, this was kicking a nuclear bomb!