Chapter 60: 60, the person whose Meridians are completely broken [When will the additional updates for Xiao Zhang of the water fish be pushed to Old Wu!] "Would you like to sit down for a drink?"
"Forget it, I still need to go back to the Yi Hong Courtyard." With that, Gold Wood grinned, and Wen Ping followed with a chuckle.
Gold Wood’s laughter, naturally, stemmed from the comfort of being drunk.
Wen Ping laughed because it was the first time he heard someone refer to going to the Yi Hong Courtyard as going back to the Yi Hong Courtyard. Did he really consider it his home?
Gold Wood nudged the girl named Xiao Cui on his left, allowing her to bump into Wen Ping’s back. "Xiao Cui, accompany my brother for a few drinks. Let me tell you, he’s the Young Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, above the mortal realm. Rich people are nothing compared to him!"
Xiao Cui smiled and quickly leaned over. Having worked in this line for a long time, her approach was quite skillful, making one unable to help but daydream, as if intending to seduce Wen Ping. She didn’t mind the identity of the person in front of her; as long as money was given, everyone deserved her respect and admiration.
"Young master, let me accompany you for a drink."
Wen Ping took the cup, slapped his forehead, and spoke to Xiao Cui with sudden realization, "Miss, let me ask you a question. If you know the answer, these 10 gold coins will be yours."
Thud!
Ten gold coins fell onto the table, and Xiao Cui was completely dumbfounded.
Indeed, a Young Sect Leader! Ten gold coins! It’s rare for clients to spend this much money. This money equaled what she would earn serving someone for a month, yet Wen Ping casually offered it.
"Have you ever heard of someone with all their meridians severed, and under 18 years old?"
Upon hearing this, Gold Wood smiled and somewhat disappointedly said, "Bro, what kind of question is that?"
Xiao Cui quickly responded, "I know!"
"Speak!"
"A client mentioned it two days ago. Their martial arts hall recently took in a young man, clumsy as can be, with all meridians severed, and took pity on him."
"Had I known earlier, I would have come to you directly!"
Hearing Xiao Cui’s words, Wen Ping felt a weight lifted off him and pushed the ten gold coins over.
"What martial arts hall is that?"
"Hmm, I think it’s called Longhua Martial Arts Hall."
"Longhua Martial Arts Hall?"
"Yes, it’s at the end of this street, newly opened. That client is a martial artist from Longhua Martial Arts Hall, I think his name is Li Hua."
"Thanks."
With that, Wen Ping stood up and prepared to leave.
But Gold Wood suddenly stopped Wen Ping, smiling, "Bro, are you sure you want to go there?"
"Of course."
"I advise you not to go, lest you feel saddened upon meeting old acquaintances. That Longhua Martial Arts Hall is run by one of your old friends, with the word Hua in it. Think about it."
Hua?
Old friend?
With the word Hua in the name?
"Shi Hua?"
"Yes, it’s her. The people hovering around her are all disciples of the Kao Shan Sect Elders. With your current status... do you really want to go?"
"Why not?"
With that, Wen Ping stood up and left the tavern directly. Seeing this, Gold Wood shook his head, "Determined to humiliate himself."
Walking through the night market, Wen Ping began muttering the name Li Hua. That’s right, he too was an old acquaintance of Wen Ping. Although they hadn’t met many times, Wen Ping remembered his name.
Before long, Wen Ping arrived at the end of the street, standing at the entrance of Longhua Martial Arts Hall.
With one hand on the copper ring, he hesitated for a moment before gently knocking it.
Thud!
Thud!
After two knocks, a voice came from inside the martial arts hall.
"Coming, coming!"
The speaker was a young man, whose voice sounded somewhat weak, lacking confidence, with a sense of exhaustion.
Wen Ping speculated that this wasn’t the gatekeeper. If a martial arts hall’s gatekeeper spoke with such little energy, could it still be called a martial arts hall?
He probably just happened to be passing by and helped open the door.
The door opened!
A disheveled young man opened his eyes through the gaps in his hair and looked at Wen Ping, asking, "What do you want?"
Wen Ping didn’t answer, but looked at the young man’s information before him, struggling to contain his inner excitement.
Zhao Yi
Gender: Male
Age: 17