Chapter 363
byChapter 363: A Great Show (Part Two)
Upon seeing the gleaming spirit stones on the table, Little Guizi felt not joy but alarm.
He hurriedly said, “Esteemed one, you really don’t need to throw flower pins. Miss Lian doesn’t need them either.”
This boy, only in his teens, became somewhat incoherent.
His greatest fear was that Wang Chen might misunderstand his relationship with Miss Lian. He had previously emphasized that Miss Lian could never win the title of flower queen tonight, so there was no need to throw spirit stones.
You see, each copper pin costs one spirit stone, with the organizer taking a 40% cut, and then the songstress gathering taking another 40%.
In the end, only 20% would actually reach the songstress herself.
Only the flower queen would receive all the spirit stones.
Therefore, in this situation, it would be much more worthwhile for Wang Chen to directly give spirit stones to Miss Lian instead of tossing flower pins!
At that moment, Little Guizi felt an urge to kneel before Wang Chen and plead with him to take back the spirit stones.
Wang Chen smiled and said, “I know. Just do as I say.”
He was certainly aware that tossing flower pins was not as good as directly giving spirit stones.
The issue was that since Miss Lian took the stage and finished her one piece, she hadn’t received even a single flower pin.
Her phoenixes were flying at the very bottom!
Clearly, the guests present knew Miss Lian’s true appearance, so no matter how well she sang, it could not pique their interest.
Wang Chen felt for her struggle and decided to support her.
Just for this piece.
“Ha ha.”
At that moment, a strange voice suddenly came from a booth on the fourth floor: “The songstress gathering at Hongxiu Brothel has truly fallen. Even a hideous freak with ghostly scars can take the stage. Do they want to disgust us?”
A burst of laughter erupted in the hall.
Hearing those words, Miss Lian, who was preparing to sing on stage, turned pale instantly, her eyes filled with tears.
The ghostly scar on her face represented her lifelong pain.
Now, being mercilessly exposed in front of such a large crowd was indeed a blood-curdling hurt.
Little Guizi’s expression also shifted.
The boy couldn’t help but clench his fists, suppressing the urge to argue with that person.
He knew very well that if he acted impulsively, Miss Lian would suffer as well.
Most importantly, the other party could crush him with just a finger!
As for Miss Lian, she opened her mouth but found herself unable to sing, her hands and feet cold, her heart turned to ash.
“If you find it disgusting, then get out.”
Wang Chen suddenly said, “Don’t disturb me while I listen to music.”
As soon as he spoke, the entire hall fell silent.
Everyone exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.
Little Guizi was taken aback, trembling as he said, “Esteemed one, this is Lu Pengze from the Lu family. He’s not a reasonable person. You should leave quickly!”
Although Lu Pengze couldn’t compare to Young Master Wang or Wang Wu, he was still not someone to offend lightly.
This person was narrow-minded and would seek revenge for even the smallest slight—he really should not be provoked!
“Bold!”
That voice came again: “You can ask Lu to leave, but may I know your esteemed name?”
Lu Pengze’s tone turned icy: “I would like to have the honor of learning more!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop significantly, and everyone felt a wave of chill.
Many people’s eyes shifted toward the booth where Wang Chen sat.
Some looked on with pity, others with sympathy, some with glee, and others with sighs of regret.
Putting aside Lu Pengze, those in the third-floor booth clashing with those on the fourth floor wouldn’t have a good outcome!
Those in a higher position in The Spring Pavilion sat higher on the five floors. The higher the status, the higher the seating. A booth could remain empty rather than allow unqualified guests to use it.
This was the rule of Hongxiu Brothel and one of the rules in Lian City!
Wang Chen, sitting on the third floor, certainly had a status below that of Lu Pengze. Other than some ignorant young fool, who would make such a foolish decision?
Everyone could foresee that Wang Chen was in for trouble!
Little Guizi was on the verge of tears, desperately lowering his voice: “Esteemed one, let’s leave.”
If they didn’t leave soon, it would be too late!
“Want to leave?”
Lu Pengze caught that and sneered: “Esteemed one, do you plan to crawl out through the dog hole of The Spring Pavilion?”
Upon hearing this from Lu Pengze, everyone understood.
Anyone seated on the third floor had an identity not to be taken lightly—the Purple Palace master fully met the requirements.
However, if he were an esteemed master with significant background and strength, he would surely sit on the fourth or even the fifth floor—Golden Cores wouldn’t come to this kind of place.
In other words, this esteemed master who clashed with Lu Pengze had no background or support.
Otherwise, The Spring Pavilion would not treat him with any disrespect.
An ordinary esteemed master could indeed be looked down upon and humiliated by Lu Pengze!
Although Lu Pengze’s words weren’t funny, some still laughed.
Interesting!
Wang Chen stood up and moved to the railing, looking up at the fourth floor.
He locked eyes with a pair of sinister-looking eyes!
There were about ten people on the other side, filling a booth to capacity.
Most of them were Purple Palace cultivators!
Lu Pengze looked down at Wang Chen from a high position, sneering, “Esteemed one, are you mute?”
He put extra emphasis on the words “esteemed one,” making the sarcasm sting even more.
The laughter from the spectators grew louder.
Just when everyone thought Wang Chen was in serious trouble, he flicked his hand and revealed a jade token.
The nearly half-foot-long jade token flew up and hovered above the stage, instantly shining with a clear, bright light, transforming into the two elegant characters “West Sea.”
The laughter abruptly stopped!
Someone gasped, “West, West Sea jade token!”
The West Sea Spiritual Realm belongs to the West Sea Sect.
In this land, whether ordinary people or cultivators, they could never escape the influence of the West Sea Sect in their lives.
As soon as Wang Chen displayed the identity token, nearly everyone present recognized it!
The West Sea jade token is the mark of an inner sect disciple of the West Sea Sect!
As for the authenticity of the token—who would dare to pretend to be a disciple of the West Sea Sect in Lian City?
Thud!
Someone collapsed to the ground.
And that Lu Pengze, who had been looking down at Wang Chen, now reflected fear in his eyes.
He instinctively stepped back two paces, as if that could help him avoid Wang Chen’s counterattack.
Wang Chen smiled: “Lu Pengze, you insult a disciple of the West Sea Sect. Today, only one of us will leave The Spring Pavilion alive. Who do you think it will be, you or me?”
These words shocked everyone.
Who could have predicted that this minor dispute would escalate to a life-or-death struggle?
But Wang Chen’s reaction was not an overreaction. As an inner sect disciple of the West Sea Sect, if he allowed Lu Pengze to insult him without retaliating, it wouldn’t just be his own face that would be lost!
Wang Chen’s determination to defend the honor of his sect against Lu Pengze was completely reasonable.
Everyone even felt that his actions were normal!
But Lu Pengze thought differently. When he realized he had accidentally hit a brick wall and might be crushed to pieces, he quickly forced a flattering smile: “Esteemed brother, this, this is just a misunderstanding!”
Lu Pengze had once practiced in the outer sect of the West Sea Sect, and since he was now also a Purple Palace cultivator, addressing Wang Chen as “esteemed brother” was him effectively conceding defeat.
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