Chapter 133: One Night in the Brothel

  Yun Feng is indeed a genius, this passionate song when sung by him, surprisingly has more feeling than the original singer Hu Gao, especially his slightly hoarse voice, not only has great magnetism but also perfectly conveys the emotions in the song.

  This made Hu Gao suddenly have a feeling of returning to his previous life, and for a moment he didn't know whether it was the effect of the wine or if people were drunk without drinking.

  More than ten jars of good wine were eventually drunk by three people, and Yunfeng was completely drunk.

  Wang Hu was also a bit crooked, his mouth kept muttering to himself. Hu Gao was awake but couldn't hear clearly, thinking that this guy must have some feelings.

  He sat down on the ground with a thud, looked up at the stars and moon, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

  "Ah, in life, if one does not die in silence, then one will erupt in silence!"

  Hu Gao faced the silent sky and suddenly let out a loud roar with all his might.

  "What's all the yelling about at this late hour?"

  Hu Gao was startled by this sentence and sprang up from the ground, he was very clear that he was not drunk, in this situation someone could approach him silently, wouldn't it mean that he would not even know if he was being ambushed?

  Hu Gao turned around, but it was to see a beautiful woman as pure as a lotus flower under the moonlight, walking towards him with light steps. He took a closer look and found that it was actually Wang Hu's sister...

  "Uh... sorry about this, I got a bit carried away after drinking. I'll take care of the house stuff." Hu Gao suddenly became somewhat speechless.

  "Nowadays young people, oh dear...” Wang Hu's sister ignored Hu Gao and walked to Wang Hu's side, gently patting his shoulder, "Tiger, sister is back."

  The sentence seemed to have some kind of magic power. The originally somewhat dazed Wang Hu immediately woke up, staring blankly at his sister, "Sister, you're back."

  Wang Hu's sister nodded, "He is your good brother you've been talking about, Hu Gao?"

  "Ah, sister, let me introduce you. This is Hu Gao, the largest heir of the Hu family in Ning City. Hu Gao, this is my sister Wang Fei, you met her earlier..."

  Faye Wong? Hu Gao's eyes widened, and the image that flashed into his mind was that of Faye Wong, the legendary singer from his past life. In fact, he had been a huge fan of Faye Wong back then, especially when she had short hair - her fresh and elegant appearance still lingered in his memory, accompanied by a hint of subtle sensuality.

  Wang Fei's face was as calm as water, and she glanced at Yun Feng, who was unconscious. "Is he from the Wu Xu Sword Pavilion?"

  Hu Gao nodded subconsciously, but then looked somewhat suspicious. From Wang Fei's tone, it seemed that she was quite familiar with the Wu Xu Sword Pavilion.

  "Unexpectedly, this kid actually grasped the Flowing Clouds Technique while drunk, he indeed has some natural talent." Wang Fei rarely said a complete sentence, "You take him back, I'll handle things here."

  Hu Gao hastily took out a bunch of black lotus flowers from the spatial ring, "These things should be enough for you to find a better place."

  Wang Fei took a look at Hu Gao and didn't refuse, "Alright, you guys hurry up and leave."

  Hu Gao saw that Wang Fei's face didn't look too good, and for some reason he unconsciously helped Yun Feng up, and without looking back, left Wang Hu's home.

  "That woman just now is not simple!"

  Just a short distance away, Yun Feng suddenly shook off Hu Gao's support and said seriously.

  "Xue Te, you're pretending to be drunk?" Hu Gao said in a bad mood, he didn't expect that the usually honest Yun Feng would play this trick.

  "I was originally drunk, but after that woman appeared, I felt a strong sense of crisis in my heart and suddenly sobered up. I just didn't dare to speak earlier. That guy's strength is at least above the explosion yuan boundary..." Yun Feng said with certainty.

  Unfortunately, Xiao Wu is currently asleep, otherwise she would have been able to see her realm! Hu Gao didn't suspect Yun Feng's eyesight at all. In fact, when Wang Fei approached him just now, he had already guessed countless possibilities. He really didn't expect that this small Ning City would hide so many dragons and tigers. First, there was a fat boss, and now there is also the owner of a barbecue shop. The key is that Wang Fei seems to be quite young too.

  Could it be that she too possessed some kind of eternal youth ability? After all, this was a different realm, and many things couldn't be inferred according to the common sense of her previous life.

  "It doesn't matter anymore, as long as we know who is friend or foe. In this day and age, who can still not have any secrets?" Hu Gao said calmly.

  The first night back in Ning City, Hu Gao and Yun Feng each brought their own speculations about Wang Fei to the largest inn outside the city.

  Beyond mountains, more mountains; beyond towers, more towers.

  Hu Gao, this fake native of Ning City, brought Cloud Recess's people here, so it's naturally not just a simple inn.

  In fact, the eastern continent of Totem Continent, especially the area around Longhua Country, has many similarities with the ancient Huaxia Country in Hua Guo's previous life, whether it is the style of building architecture, living customs, language characteristics, as if they are from the same source.

  Like the brothel and the assassin, two of the oldest professions, it is also inevitable.

  Fortunately, the Louwailou is somewhat different from those places that sell art and body like Tang Shi's Pingfang, its grade can be compared with a five-star hotel, the accommodation is the foundation, the beauties are just a kind of value-added service to retain repeat customers.

  So, Hu Gao, who had entered the Otherworldly Inn for the first time, experienced a nightmare-like night. The room's soundproofing was zero, and to make matters worse, just as he was sleeping soundly, a beautiful woman suddenly crawled into his bed. After much difficulty explaining that he was only there to sleep, he finally managed to drive away the woman who had wrapped herself around him like an octopus, her face completely obscured from view.

  But before he could figure out why his body had no defense against women at all, he heard a loud roar from Yunfeng next door, which completely drove away his sleepiness.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, it didn't take long before Yun Feng burst into Hu Gao's room in a fluster, and if not for his clothes being relatively tidy, Hu Gao would have really thought this guy was going to pounce on him...

  "Hu...... Gao! Where in the world are you taking me?" Even someone as refined and elegant as Yun Feng couldn't help but have a hint of anger.

  "What's wrong? You've never heard of hiding in plain sight, have you? Just a little disturbance in the emotional realm and your heart is unsettled?" Hu Gao turned over, ignoring him. In fact, he himself was also a victim of this kind of thing, who could he reason with about it?

  Yun Feng felt that his behavior was a bit too extreme, if he could guard his heart, why bother with these things? Was it because today he was tempted by the heavenly beauty of Hu Wushuang and lost his soul?

  "Go to bed early, you'll be busy with your own things tomorrow. Let's meet here tonight." Yunfeng looked at Hugao shrinking into the bed and casually threw out these words before running straight to the window and jumping down.

  "Wo Zifa!" Hu Gao heard the sound, sat up, and ran to the window to look, but Yun Feng's figure was already gone. "How did this guy suddenly become a cat in heat? Ah, never mind, thinking about it makes me feel that Hu Wushuang is a bit difficult to deal with, I'd better have a big battle in my dreams."

  After all sorts of struggles, Hu Gao could only enter his dream by relying on the Sleeping Meditation Technique. However, when he woke up early the next morning, he found that his ears felt a bit overused and didn't seem to be working too well.

  Call the shopkeeper, after washing and rinsing at will, Hu Gao suddenly gave a small tip to the shopkeeper standing beside him with a somewhat evil intention. Now he is completely in the rhythm of a wealthy young master, if not now, when?

  Unfortunately, in the service industry of this continent, there is no culture of tipping. The shopkeeper was just an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate, and when he saw someone giving a tip for the first time, he was so scared that he refused to accept it.

  "A cat that doesn't steal is not a good cat! A good inn, why would guests come back? Do you think it's because of those beauties who sneak into the guests' rooms at midnight to do those shameful things?" Hu Gao Yi starts brainwashing the shopkeeper with his righteous words.

  "If you really think that way, it's too ridiculous! What customers want is service! All-around, meticulous service, do you understand?" Hu Gao stuffed the gold voucher into the somewhat wooden shop assistant's arms, patted his shoulder, and left behind a self-satisfied back view. Only then did he turn his head around, using a tone with a hint of melancholy, saying: "Good service should have good returns, remember this point, you'll find that a whole new world will open its doors to you!"

  "Wait, sir!"

  As soon as Hu Gao stepped out of the room, he heard the shopkeeper chasing after him. He smiled with satisfaction, thinking that the kid was teachable and familiar. But what followed was a sentence: "Sir, you haven't paid for the two rooms yet."

  What the heck! This is what they call "overestimating one's own abilities and getting burned by the sun"......

  At this time, Yang Le's mind had the same idea as Hu Gao in the war hall.

  "That's enough, I won't let you go into battle again!"

  The two people being spoken to were Hudiehua and Jifei, who were lying on the hospital bed. Although they looked okay, their injuries were actually quite serious.

  The strength of the three halls is a consensus throughout the ordinary hall, but these two people still dare to disobey their orders and go into battle on their own, which is really infuriating. And that dead man Hu Gao, at the critical moment, he doesn't even know where he ran off to, not seen for several months. Otherwise, wouldn't this time be a rhythm of one step reaching the sky for the tenth hall?

  "Learning is one thing, losing a game is another! Not fighting at all is yet another!" Ji Fei's face was full of unwillingness to admit defeat, and with a fierce charge, he pushed Yang Le back.

  "Are you...?" Yang Le looked at Hu Dehua who was silent on one side, "Do you think so too?"