Chapter 109: Qianlong Hall? From now on, it will be Suzaku Pavilion
Yan Dan and Jing Ke took advantage of the time when the men in black were cutting off their retreat and fled in a panic. Jing Ke had other concerns and did not dare to fight to the death. As for Yan Dan, as the crown prince of Yan, he was not the kind of person who would fight to the death.

The two men fled all the way until they escaped back to the Yan State's embassy in Han State, and only then did they feel relieved. Here, not only were there Yan State's guards escorting the prince to Qin, but there were also Han's troops. Although their numbers were small, they were soldiers representing the Korean royal power. Yan Dan believed that no matter how powerful Yang Chong was, he would not dare to turn against King An of Han openly.

Yan Dan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief when he returned to the bedroom. Only then did he realize that he was soaked in sweat. As to whether the sweat was due to fatigue or fear, Yan Dan didn't want to delve into the reasons.

"Yang Chong, are the six tribes of Emperor Yan really so terrifying?" Yan Dan was worried and confused. The shadow that Yang Chong brought to him tonight was too great.

Yan Dan believed that his talent was among the best among his peers, and he practiced the Mohist school of thought, which was the most superior among all the schools of thought. At the age of eighteen, he had touched the Ren and Du meridians, and was among the masters. But tonight, he met the even more terrifying Yang Chong.

Yang Chong is obviously younger than him, but his martial arts skills are so strong that in Yan Dan's opinion, only the elders of the Mohist School can compete with him. The man in black who appeared at the end and pulled him and Jing Keyong back from the brink of death was a leader of the Mohist School and his uncle. Although his martial arts skills are not as good as his master, the Six-Fingered Black Knight, he is also a well-known master in the world.

But even such a master could only let them go first and leave them behind, instead of capturing Yang Chong.

The inheritance of the six parts of Emperor Yan... Yan Dan pondered and developed an unprecedented desire for Yang Chong's inheritance of the six parts of Emperor Yan.

Yan Dan didn't think that his talent in martial arts was the best in the world, but he believed that his talent was definitely among the strongest. Maybe someone's talent was a little stronger than his, but he never believed that someone's talent could crush his, not even Yang Chong.

Therefore, in Yan Dan's cognition, the reason why Yang Chong possessed martial arts far superior to his own could only be attributed to the inheritance of the Six Divisions of Emperor Yan. After all, as a force that has existed since ancient times, the Six Divisions of Emperor Yan have a long heritage and possess mysterious martial arts that surpass all other schools of thought. This is also reasonable.

"But, I am powerless now and need to make long-term plans." Yan Dan thought to himself. He had more important things to do right now and could no longer get entangled with Yang Chong.

"Fortunately, fortunately, my head is still there." While Yan Dan was thinking, Jing Ke touched his neck exaggeratedly. It was almost, just a little bit, tonight, and he, Jing Ke, would become a Jing ghost.

"Brother Jing, what are your plans for the future?" Yan Dan, whose thoughts were brought back to reality by Jing Ke, looked at the other party and said.

Jing Ke is also a top master of the younger generation. If possible, Yan Dan is very interested in recruiting Jing Ke under his command. His future is uncertain when he goes to Qin State this time. He needs to increase his strength as much as possible, and Jing Ke is the right candidate.

Moreover, the two of them had fought side by side tonight, and Jing Ke was able to escape Yang Chong's fatal blow in the end, also with the help of the Mohist predecessors. Yan Dan felt that he should be able to recruit Jing Ke under his command.

"Of course we should run away quickly. Yang Chong is too terrifying. I'd better avoid him. If he comes to me, I don't think I can escape from him. Yang Chong, Yang Chong, who the hell is he? He is obviously younger than us, but his martial arts are so exaggerated." Jing Ke said with his big eyes rolling.

"Brother Jing had better not act rashly. Yang Chong is loyal to the great general Ji Wuye of Korea, and Ji Wuye has connections in Korea. If Ji Wuye intends to track down Brother Jing's whereabouts, it will be difficult for Brother Jing to escape from Korea." Yan Dan said half-truthfully.

"Yang Chong alone is enough to scare me, and with Ji Wuye added to the mix, this is a bit of a big trouble. Does Brother Yan have any good ideas?" Jing Ke's mind was racing. He seemed careless, but he was a meticulous person. Naturally, he could hear another meaning in Yan Dan's words.

"Brother Jing, why don't you leave Korea with me? My identity is still useful in Korea. At least no one can do anything bad to me openly. After we leave Korea and enter the territory of Qin, it will not be too late for Brother Jing to decide on the future." Yan Dan said.

"Thank you very much, Brother Yan." Jing Ke clasped his fists. He knew that the method Yan Dan mentioned was the best option for him. He really didn't have the courage to face Yang Chong again.

"Master, he should be back!" Yan Dan was satisfied when Jing Ke agreed. However, another thing came to his mind. Why hasn't his master, who was left behind, come back yet? Is Yang Chong really that difficult to deal with?

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Gambling is one of the most violent industries in any era, and Qianlongtang, as the largest casino in Xinzheng, can be said to be one of the most expensive places in Xinzheng. The luxury inside, accompanied by the laughter of the maids, reveals an atmosphere of decadence from the inside out.

Of the three poisons of human beings, although the other two also cost money, they are ultimately limited. After all, the body has its limits and no matter how much more is spent, it cannot sustain it. But gambling is different. Its lower limit can be very low, and its upper limit can be very high. You can gamble with a copper coin, or with millions of gold. A beggar on the street can gamble, and a king sitting on the throne can also gamble.

Therefore, there is no limit to gambling, and the profits it brings are even more exaggerated. As the largest casino in Xinzheng, the interests behind Qianlongtang are enormous.

Tonight, Yang Chong will take it into his hands.

Yang Chong led Tian Mi, Mo Ya, and Bai Feng directly into Qianlong Hall. As the chief killer of Night, Mo Ya naturally knew the details of Qianlong Hall, not to mention Tian Mi, a core disciple of the Tian family. Therefore, after entering Qianlong Hall, the four of them did not delay at all and went straight to the top floor. Although Situ Wanli, the hall master, had been blown to pieces by Yang Chong's punch, the steward of Qianlong Hall was still there.

"Is there anything that my guests need? Could it be that the staff below did not treat us well enough?" The butler of Qianlong Hall was a fat white man covered in jewels. His last name was Zhu Bao, and he was in his thirties or forties. His movements were very agile, unlike the clumsy Jade Tiger.

"My name is Yang Chong." Yang Chong looked around the place that would soon belong to him, with curiosity in his eyes. To be honest, this was his first time as a robber, and he felt pretty good. After finding out the financial situation of Qianlongtang, Yang Chong believed that he would feel better.

"Yang Chong... Lord Yang?" Zhu Bao was slow for only a moment before he changed his address, and the sweat on his forehead began to seep out uncontrollably.

"It seems that you know me? This saves me some trouble." Yang Chong sat on the seat that once belonged to Situ Wanli with the look of a master.

"Lord Yang is a favorite of the general. He is well-known to everyone in Xinzheng." Zhu Bao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind working so fast that he felt like smoking.

As Situ Wanli's confidant, how could he not know who Yang Chong was? He also knew what Situ Wanli had done tonight. But now, Situ Wanli failed to come back, but Yang Chong came. Zhu Bao could also imagine what this meant.

The hall master is dead, and the person who came has bad intentions.

"From now on, Qianlong Hall belongs to me. Do you have any objection?" Yang Chong asked.

“This…” Zhu Bao was stunned. Yang Chong was so straightforward and confident that he was unable to react. Are all robbers so arrogant nowadays?
"You don't agree?" There was already more coldness in Yang Chong's eyes.

"I am Zhu Bao, the humble man. I greet my master." Zhu Bao's legs softened and he knelt down. Situ Wanli and all the elite disciples of Qianlong Hall were killed by Yang Chong. As a housekeeper in charge of internal affairs, why was he still struggling? His fat body could not withstand Yang Chong's palm.

As for whether kneeling so quickly would implicate his family, Zhu Bao was not worried, because he had a nephew named Zhu Jia. Zhu Jia's status in the Nong family was higher than his. His parents were also Zhu Jia's grandparents. Could the Nong family kill Zhu Jia's grandfather and grandmother because of his betrayal?

"You are very sensible and have saved me a lot of trouble. Tian Mi, this place will be under your management from now on." Yang Chong said to Tian Mi.

"Yes, master." Tian Mi smiled sweetly, and her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at Yang Chong. Her surrender to Yang Chong was fake, but her admiration for the strong was real, so the admiration she showed was really genuine.

"Master, there are still some of Situ Wanli's confidants in Qianlong Hall. These people may oppose you." Zhu Bao, who had completed the role transformation in a short period of time, reminded.

"Then kill him. Brother Mo, you should be willing to help me like this, right?" Yang Chong looked at Mo Ya and said.

"I have always enjoyed killing people. Butler Zhu, lead the way." Mo Ya smiled indifferently, not showing any anger at being ordered around by Yang Chong.

"Brother Mo, don't worry. I won't let you work in vain. I will give you 10% of the income of Qianlong Hall in the future." Yang Chong said.

"Then I'd be disrespectful to refuse. It seems that my worth will be even higher. Qianlong Hall is making a fortune every day." Mo Ya smiled without a trace of falsehood, and then said to Zhu Bao: "Butler Zhu, lead the way."

"Yes, Mr. Mo, please follow me." Zhu Bao bowed and said. The fat man who was so arrogant just now has now curled up into a ball. This is a fat man who knows the way of survival well.

"I don't like the name Qianlongtang. Tian Mi, let's change the plaque to a new one tomorrow and write Zhuque Pavilion." Yang Chong looked around at the furnishings and said casually.

"Yes, Master." Tian Mi responded meekly, with a hint of tenderness in her voice.

"Suzaku Pavilion, you can't be the only one there. Let me think about what kind of people we should recruit. Suzaku, Suzaku, one of the four spirits of heaven, the south of the four directions, divided into seven constellations: Jing, Gui, Liu, Xing, Zhang, Yi and Zhen. You can be one of them, and I can find six more people to make the whole team." Yang Chong muttered to himself with great interest, like a child. It seemed that he was not planning how to build a force, but just building a building block model.

(End of this chapter)