Chapter 42: Who Dares to Block?

  What a horse?! Wronged ah... I'm really more wronged than Dou MM ~~! Has Xiao Shui written a horse text? Can you write a horse text? Is this book a horse text?!

  How come nobody knew, but someone pointed it out?

  Declaration: This book will not grow horses, occasionally can't write it out... I still want to grow horses!! (touching my conscience said) But just can't grow them out... depressing!

  The first watch at dawn, asking for recommendation votes...

  Can't take it anymore, going to sleep... Goodnight everyone.

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  Indeed, the effect was good, and most people shouted loudly, with each wave of sound surpassing the previous one. Yang Tianwen didn't bother to reason with these rotten potatoes and stinky eggs, but instead stared at Qi Wangye and asked: "Wangye, do you have some difficulty? I've heard that Fengxiu's family doesn't have a contract for selling themselves in Tingyu Building, they are free to come and go as they please. Is it said that Wangye's Tingyu Building is fake?" As he spoke, his tone turned cold, and he even used some intimidation.

  The Seventh Prince was stunned, indeed, Phoenix Xia had no contract of sale in the Listening Rain Building. Although most of the so-called free women in the Listening Rain Building had a hidden contract of sale, truly high-end masters such as qin masters or other masters did not have contracts of sale; they were absolutely free, including Phoenix Xia.

  If it were someone else, even if Feng Xiu wanted to go with others, she would never be allowed to leave. Of course, Feng Xiu is free and can go with anyone, but if the person who takes her away becomes a dead man, then who can she go with? But Yang Tianwen is an exception! It's all because of his strength!

  The Seventh Prince stopped speaking. However, he didn't speak, but there were so many people in the hall who didn't know Yang Tianwen, and they wouldn't give him face. The shouting grew louder, with some becoming impulsive and even taking action directly.

  A flash of jade light passed by, and the several people who had acted were instantly turned into corpses falling to the ground. Yang Tian was furious: "I'm bringing my men away, what business is it of yours? I didn't provoke you guys. Meddling in other people's affairs, no big deal, but you're meddling with me now, so you should die! Isn't this giving me a few chickens to kill as a warning to the group of monkeys behind?"

  A flying knife made of jade reappeared in Yang Tianwen's right hand, and his voice was cold: "I'm going to take her away, who dares to stop me?" Since he had promised to take Fengxiu away, Yang Tianwen would keep his promise.

  The Biyu Feidao was out, and everyone immediately jumped up in shock. Several connoisseurs even exclaimed: "Ah, the Biyu Feidao is never fired without a target, he's Yang Tianwen!"

  The martial artists present gasped in unison, for although Yang Tianwen had only recently emerged, his reputation on the mainland was not low. Some busybodies even compared him to Li Chengfeng, this newly risen divine-level expert. Of course, no one could say who would win or lose, but Yang Tianwen's flying dagger, which guaranteed a kill with every strike, already enjoyed great fame on the mainland and had countless fans crazily worshipping him. The Jade Flying Dagger also became Yang Tianwen's trademark, and some busybodies even gave him the title "Jade Sword Gentleman"!

  Yang Tian sighed inwardly, thinking that if he had known the Biyu Flying Knife had such a large amount of energy, he would have taken it out earlier and wouldn't have wasted so many expressions, killing several pieces of trash in the process, what a sin.

  The Seventh Prince changed his expression and smiled, saying: "That's natural, Fengxiu is a free person, as long as she's willing, Young Master Yang can naturally take her away."

  Fengxiu's eyes sparkled with a hint of excitement as she replied: "I'm willing to leave with Young Master Yang."

  Yang Tian asked as he looked around: "Does anyone else have an opinion?"

  Who has the reason to have, who dares to have? The strength is not as good as others, and Fengxiu himself is also voluntary. Not to mention that there is no contract of sale, even if there is a contract of sale, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince will also obediently send it over.

  The rest was easy, Yang Tian asked Feng Xiu to take his hand and they walked out of the Listening Rain Building, directly boarding the luxurious carriage parked at the entrance. This carriage was twice as large as an ordinary one, with a four-wheeled carton pulled by three horses. The coachman raised his whip, and the carriage left the Listening Rain Building.

  Fengxiu nodded slightly in the carriage, looking at Bi'er who was unconscious beside him with a look of pity.

  "She is the granddaughter of Tianji Old Man, and before he passed away, he entrusted me to take care of her. This is Xiao Bai, my partner. Introducing this guy or not doesn't matter anymore." Yang Tian asked, pointing at Yu Qinghong with a tone that didn't give him any face.

  Yu Qinghong's face, which was originally full of warm smiles, suddenly fell, and his face was filled with bitter smiles.

  Fengxiu smiled lightly and said: "Hello, Master Yu." As for Yu Qinghong, Fengxiu had heard of him before.

  Pulling open the curtains of the horse carriage, looking at the gradually distant city gate of Wan Cheng, I couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. Wan Cheng is heaven for men, but for women, especially beautiful women, it's a standard hell, an absolute nightmare. And to live in this hell for ten years and still remain intact, that's extremely rare. For a moment, Feng Xiu's eyes became slightly moist.

  Inside the carriage, only Xiaobi was unconscious and Xiaobai was sleeping comfortably. Yu Qinghong had already gone outside to enjoy the breeze.

  "Alright, now you are completely free, congratulations Fengxiu." Yang Tianwen said with a smile.

  "Thank you, Fengxiu is just my stage name, from now on, there will be no more Fengxiu. My real name is Shui Jinlan. Brother Yang, do you mind me calling you that?" Fengxiu, no, Shui Jinlan glanced at Yang Tianwen and got his nod, took off her veil and continued: "From now on, just call me Jinlan." The meaning behind this is worth pondering.

  Yang Tianwen didn't think much of it, as friends calling each other by name was very normal and common in modern society. Yang Tianwen had grown accustomed to it and simply nodded, saying "Qinlan".

  "It's been ten years, and I've finally left that nightmare of a place. It feels so good. Yang Ge, do you know? I often have nightmares at night, dreaming that I become the plaything or slave of some superior being, with a tragic ending." Shui Xilan said with a pale face and a bitter smile.

  "All these are in the past, aren't they? Wherever you want to go now, just go, I won't restrict your freedom." Yang Tian asked with a hint of sympathy.

  "I'm all alone now, can I follow you? Don't worry, I'll do a lot of things." Shui Xilan asked boldly with a blush on her face.

  "Of course, you can do whatever you like." Yang Tianwen didn't think deeply about it, and at this time his gaze wasn't focused on Shui Xilan's face either. Otherwise, even with Yang Tianwen's self-control, he would have been stunned for a few seconds by Shui Xilan's beauty.