I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

No need for Young Master Mo to say anything, Wei Lan and another personal guard had already dealt with the two men guarding her.

Seeing this, the other guards of Zuijin Cave put their hands on the hilts of their swords at their waists, but they all retreated honestly after a look from Master Song.

Mr. Mo personally put the cloak on Luo Qianhuai, wrapped her tightly from head to toe, took her in his arms and turned away without saying a word.

Shopkeeper Song quickly chased after him: "Mr. Jieyou, Madam Rong did have a little temper today, and she will be severely punished - but after all, she is also a member of our drunken gold cave. If you take her away like this, Isn’t it appropriate?”

Mr. Mo sighed lightly and ignored him, but Wei Ying and Wei Lan behind him had already drawn their swords.

Everyone knows that there are no mediocre players around Mr. Jieyou. Guangchao Yun, Jianlan Shaoxia, is already difficult to deal with. There is another person with a brilliant look in his eyes, who is obviously more powerful than Lan Shaoxia. Just these few people are enough to sweep the Zuijin Cave. Madam Rong has no chance of surviving if she does what she did tonight, so it would be better to follow Mr. Xieyou's wishes and let him deal with it on his own.

Shopkeeper Song had something in mind, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Luo Qianhuai's head sticking out of his cloak, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes that were astonishingly bright in black and white.

Just now she was far away on the stage, but now she is right in front of her. Even though there is a veil between them, Shopkeeper Song can recognize that these eyes are different from those of Madam Rong.

"You are not Mrs. Rong!" He pointed at Luo Qianhuai and said in surprise, and then suddenly reacted and turned to Mr. Mo: "Is it possible that this is the person you are looking for tonight?"

Wei Ying and Wei Lan also came back to their senses and understood who the person in front of them was. They couldn't help but admire in their hearts: Mrs. Luo is indeed the one who can perform such a shocking flying dance.

Although the dance at the end was a little hip-stretching, it must have been intentional by Mrs. Luo. Although I don’t know what the deep meaning is, it is obviously not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Mr. Mo did not comment, and strode out with Luo Qianhuai, followed closely by Wei Ying and several personal guards. Just as Shopkeeper Song was about to catch up, he was stopped by his subordinates: "Shopkeeper, it's not good. Madam Rong and Madam Feng were knocked unconscious and stuffed under the couch. The one just now was not..."

"Okay, I know everything." Storekeeper Song waved his hand to stop him: "If Madam Rong is fine, let her go on stage for another dance to wrap up tonight's affairs."

As soon as the arrangements were made, another person hurried down and whispered in his ear: "Master Jieyou and his party are not leaving."

"What?" Shopkeeper Song was a little surprised. Everyone in the world said that Mr. Jieyou was a handsome young man without any bad habits, but judging from what he saw with his own eyes tonight, the rumors were not even half accurate.

"In this case, if you send me 50,000 yuan, say it's my wish. Young Master Jieyou can play as he pleases in Zuijin Cave tonight. If he wins, it's all his, if he loses, it's all mine."

"Grand Shopkeeper?" The subordinate's face was full of doubts. He had never seen Big Shopkeeper Song treat any powerful person with such courtesy: "No matter how famous Mr. Jieyou is, he is just a charlatan and cannot be worthy of your position." Do you take it seriously?"

"What do you know?" Shopkeeper Song looked at this capable subordinate and finally made a point: "People in the Jianghu are not like officials in the court. They are full of handles and have many scruples, but they are easy to handle. They are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. , don’t care about anything except face, and need to be treated with caution.”

The subordinate responded repeatedly: "Thank you, the boss, for your teaching. I will do it now."

After a while, the man came back again.

"Big shopkeeper, Mr. Jieyou confiscated the money and went to watch the gambling fight."

"Just watch, what are you making all the fuss about?" Shopkeeper Song said angrily: "I thought you had experienced it, but I didn't expect you are still so restless."

"But just now, young hero Chao Yun Jianlan suddenly killed the snow leopard in the finale and took away the slaves who participated in the beast fight."

"...What was the reaction of the distinguished guests?" Shopkeeper Song asked with a frown.

"That's not bad." The subordinate replied: "Young Master Lan killed the leopard with his flying sword cleanly, and the distinguished guests applauded. I have also made arrangements. Not only will the distinguished guests in the arena tonight have their gambling money returned in full, but Fruits and wine were also given as gifts, and the guests were not dissatisfied.”

Shopkeeper Song's brows widened: "Then why are you still looking like you are hesitant to speak, and are you still worried about the prisoner? He is already destined to die. If Mr. Jieyou is interested, just give it to him. He is a sensible person. , he will help us keep our mouths shut and won’t leak what’s going on here.”

"But the big shopkeeper, before his subordinates came up, they went to the dungeon again. From the tone of the young lady who was accompanying them, it seemed that they wanted to let everyone out..."

"It's not over yet!" Shopkeeper Song shouted: "We really think our drunken man cave is afraid of them! Let's go, call everyone over, and come with me to meet this Young Master Jieyou!"

Before they had walked a few steps, someone else ran down in a hurry: "Big shopkeeper! Mr. Jieyou is gone!"

"Where are the people in the dungeon?" asked the capable subordinate from before.

"Stay well." The latecomer said: "Master Jieyou only glanced at the door and left without doing anything. We followed your previous order and sent him out as a gift."

"That's pretty much it." Shopkeeper Song took a long breath, turned to his capable subordinate and said, "Your temperament needs to be tempered. I've said it a long time ago, Mr. Jieyou is the one who respects the rules of the world. People who live in sedan chairs are the best. Since we always respect him, he will never do anything to ruin people's wealth."

"The great shopkeeper has such a high opinion that the subordinates can't even compare to him." The subordinates fell to the ground in admiration.

"Go and get busy. There were a lot of accidents tonight, and we have to appease the distinguished guests. All guests' purchases will be discounted in half, and a gift will be prepared."

After finally settling everything, Shopkeeper Song was already thirsty, so he hurriedly asked someone to make a pot of good tea and bring it over. Before he could even drink it, there was suddenly a loud noise outside. Short screams and curses could also be heard.

"Big shopkeeper... No, it's not good..." A subordinate rushed in covered in blood and fell in front of him. His eyes were wide open and he twitched for a few times before he died. .

Shopkeeper Song knew something was wrong. He took two steps towards the door, but suddenly stepped back, turned around and touched the gilded green deer candlestick placed by the window.

With a "swish" sound, a crossbow arrow was inserted straight into the floor in front of the candlestick. The red paint arrow tail reflected in Shopkeeper Song's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink instantly.

Someone strode in, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword, making a ticking sound.