Chapter 72: The National Duke

  "What does it mean? Please ask Lord Liu to clarify."

  "Are you trying to cheat me out of my brother's things?" Jiang Cheng's questioning voice rang out at the same time as Zhou Yutang's gloomy voice.

  Zhou Yutang's gloomy appearance made it clear that he would push for compensation again, opening his mouth wide like a lion, startling Liu Gaosheng, the transport official, whose face changed color.

  "Not true! Not true!" Liu Gaoxuan hastily shook his head, "Brother Jiang, twenty-eight years ago, the master of the Hou Mansion was still my father. However, when Lin En Gong helped my Liu family, I was present at the scene."

  Zhou Yutang's face suddenly changed, "Twenty-eight years ago, twenty-eight years ago, wasn't it that thing from the old generation?"

  "It should be!" Liu Gaohuang showed a bitter smile again, "So, the token of Lin En Gong's sect has always been kept by my father in person. Even when I was in charge of the Hou Mansion several years ago, that treasure remained with my father."

  However, my father has been closed in his room for three years now, trying to break through to the Open Soul Realm, and he still hasn't come out...

  When he finished speaking, Liu Gao Xuan hastily added a sentence: "Jiang Xiao brother, my father's death is known to all the great nobles and aristocratic families in Biyuan Wangcheng. If you don't believe me, ask Yu Tang!"

  "This point, Liu Hou didn't deceive you. Liu Hou's father, Liu Kai Shan, indeed closed the death gate three years ago to break through to the Open Soul Realm. At that time, a small ceremony was held, and it can be said that everyone in the Biyuan Wang City knew about it!" Zhou Yu Tang revealed a hint of an eerie smile.

  At the same time, Zhou Yutang's voice as fine as silk sounded in Jiang Cheng's ear: "Brother, what he said is true. Otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to openly fight against the Hou Mansion."

  Jiang Cheng's eyebrows furrowed at his words, having gone into closed-door training three years ago, definitely not an excuse.

  "May I ask Lord Liu, how long has your esteemed father been trapped in this dead end? How much longer can he hold on?" Jiang Cheng asked.

  Liu Gaoxuan's face showed a hint of sadness, "Jiang Xiao brother, actually I also want to know this question, if my father comes out, would he......"

  Liu Gaosheng stopped talking, but the implication was clear. If his father had been released from prison, he would not have ended up in such a miserable state as the Marquis of Chengyang's family.

  "It's a matter of life and death, either die inside the pass or break through it! And to break through from the Soul Devouring Realm to the Soul Opening Realm, even with the help of spiritual pills and medicine, it would take at least three to five years." Zhou Yutang said.

  Liu Gaohuan sighed, "This is also an unavoidable thing. My father once said that if he hadn't broken through within five years, we should prepare for his funeral. Now it's been over three years, I think it should be soon!"

  "Does Liu Hou mean I have to wait another two years?" Jiang Cheng's eyebrows furrowed.

  Liu Gaoshan waved his hand again: "Not not, the five-year period has passed for three years now, maybe tomorrow, maybe a month later, maybe several months, as long as my father is released from prison, I will definitely be the first to inform Brother Jiang Xia."

  A moment later, Jiang Cheng reluctantly stepped out of the Chengyun Marquis's manor. As for the Chengyun Marquis Liu Gaoyan's enthusiastic invitation to stay, even the last offer to give him a little ceremony was rejected by Jiang Cheng.

  Not even having eaten yet, was scolded by the Liu family as if I had eaten, Jiang Cheng really wants to get involved, that's unbearable, it's still more comfortable eating on my own.

  "Come on, Jiang brothers, follow me to the Phoenix Dance Pavilion!" Zhou Yutang, who had just left the Hou Mansion, was in a great mood. As he spoke, he winked and made faces at Jiang Cheng, "You guys from the North must not have such a wonderful place like the Phoenix Dance Pavilion. Today, I'll show you around."

  "Don't give me that weird look, brother. I just have an old face, but actually, I'm only 23 years old this year, and it's the prime of my youth. I guarantee you'll be reluctant to leave once you get to Fengwu Building."

  "Hey, look at me now, I'm going to tell you the wonderful thing about Fengwu Building. You can rack your brains and still won't know where the wonder is." Zhou Yutang dragged Jiang Cheng along, shouting as they went past.

  That loudmouthed one, afraid that others wouldn't know he took people to the Phoenix Dance Pavilion for a good time, actually made Jiang Cheng's face turn bright red with anger.

  Although the name "Feng Wu Lou" is not explicit, from Zhou Yutang's appearance, Jiang Chengyan should be able to guess what kind of place Feng Wu Lou is.

  However, knowing is one thing, but experiencing it is another matter altogether.

  In those days, when returning home at night, a few streetwalkers would beckon and scare Jiang Cheng so much that he would flee in panic, his face red and ears burning for half the day.

  So, when he stepped into the Phoenix Dance Hall, at Zhou Yutang's call, surrounded by a dozen or so beauties rushing towards the second floor, Jiang Cheng almost had an urge to run away.

  Especially the enticing sweet fragrance that rushes to the nose, the exceptionally soft touch on the arm, chest and back, instantly makes Jiang Cheng's blood vessels bulge, a bit of his original yang energy surges like iron or steel, even his breathing becomes heavy.

  The soul warrior's blood and energy were originally extremely prosperous, and under normal circumstances, they couldn't bear these provocations. Jiang Cheng was shocked to guard his mind, not daring to glance sideways, and finally suppressed the boiling blood and energy.

  This scene, however, made Zhou Yutang burst out laughing and rush over to Jiang Cheng, whispering in his ear: "Brother, you're amazing! When I first came here, I was much worse than you. I immediately hugged two girls and ran into the room. In one night, I conquered six beautiful women. How many do you want tonight?"

  "I...I...I guess I'm fine!" Jiang Cheng stuttered a reply, then gently shook off the girls clinging to him under Zhou Yutang's astonished gaze.

  "What's wrong, don't these girls meet your requirements? Oh, right," Zhou Yutang suddenly slapped his forehead, "You must be a first-timer, come on, I'll have two beautiful chicks sent over."

  After finishing, Zhou Yutang rushed to Jiang Cheng and winked at him: "Brother, these beauties all have their own charm, especially those who have experienced the vicissitudes of life, they can make people desire to be immortal!"

  "The first time" such words, made Jiang Cheng's expression somewhat awkward, his gaze swept from the side of Yingying Yanyan covering her mouth and smiling lightly, "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for your kind intentions, but these...are..."

  Zhou Yutang's expression changed again, seemingly somewhat displeased, but still following Jiang Cheng's intention, he waved his hand and drove away the chattering girls, including those beside him.

  It's not that Jiang Cheng is a pure and noble person, nor is he a saint. He can also see through this kind of thing. Occasionally indulging in pleasure and entertainment doesn't count as anything excessive.

  However, Jiang Cheng didn't want his first time to be wasted on these people.

  Zhou Yutang's change in expression did not escape Jiang Cheng's notice.

  Without saying more, Jiang Cheng directly grabbed a wine jug beside the case, slapped open the mud seal with one palm, and raised it to Zhou Yutang: "Brother Zhou, our brotherly affection is all in the wine, let's drink up!"

  A wine jar like a water bucket was tilted upwards, and the silver liquor poured into Jiang Cheng's throat like a waterfall. A fiery path burned instantly to Jiang Cheng's abdomen, and a feeling of intoxication and refreshment arose spontaneously.

  Jiang Cheng was so heroic, but Zhou Yutang was overjoyed, "Well said! The feelings of brothers are all in the wine!" He also grabbed a jar of wine and started drinking it down like Jiang Cheng.

  After drinking two jars of wine, the two men were no longer sitting upright and properly, but had leaned in close together, shoulder to shoulder, and even their speech was somewhat slurred.

  Although this liquor can't compare with Jiang Cheng's heavenly wine, it's hard to withstand the large quantity. Two jars of wine weighing over ten kilograms were poured down, and it would be strange if one didn't feel dizzy.

  "Brother, you know how happy I am to see you?"

  "Don't you believe?"

  "You don't know, at that time I was desperate to death. It was the young master in the car who had a problem. My death is a small matter, my whole family will be finished!"

  "In that desperate situation, you and I were strangers, but you still saved me. Do you know, from that moment on, I fell in love with you!"

  I knew it, you're a brother who can go through thick and thin! Come on, let's drink!

  "Come on, let's go!"

  A cup of strong liquor was constantly being raised, and as the liquor went down his throat, Jiang Cheng's emotions were also ignited.

  "By the way, brother, when are you going back to your tribe?"

  A sentence from Zhou Yutang suddenly made Jiang Cheng feel a deep sorrow: "My clan, I have no clan anymore, I am homeless!"

  "Our clan was annihilated by the Baihun Department. I came here, besides retrieving Grandfather's remains, to find that Chengguo Gongfu and avenge!"

  "Alright, revenge, isn't it just an old turtle egg? Come on, finish the wine, I'll pay you to kill him three times..."

  As he spoke, Zhou Yutang held up the wine jug and pulled Jiang Cheng along, drinking as they walked towards the door. They had only taken two steps when his body suddenly went limp and he fell to the ground, letting out a thunderous snore.

  "Huh? You're not going to accompany me... kill... kill..." Similarly holding the wine jug, Jiang Cheng's body swayed a few times and also fell softly to the ground, from then on he was unconscious.

  The exhaustion of these days, the heartache of these days, as if with Jiang Cheng's intoxication, thoroughly dispersed, in his sleep, at the corner of Jiang Cheng's eyes, there were faint tear marks trickling down...

  Jiang Cheng woke up to find that the sky outside had already completely darkened, and Zhou Yutang, who had fallen drunk with him, was nowhere to be seen. The messy room had been cleaned up spotlessly.

  Looking at the pot of cool tea on the table, Jiang Cheng rushed over with a splitting headache, picked up the teapot and gulped it down. Then, Jiang Cheng sat there in a daze, recalling what had been said before, and cold sweat immediately poured down.

  There came three gentle knocks at the door, and a slender girl in light pink dress walked in with her head lowered, saying to Jiang Cheng: "Young master, Zhou Ye left you a message before he left!"

  "Speak!"

  "Master Zhou said he's going to take turns, and has already booked a room for you at the Phoenix Dance Pavilion. All expenses will be covered as you see fit. He'll come visit you tomorrow, but does the young master need a lady to keep him company in bed tonight?"

  Jiang Cheng shook his head and refused, "No need, bring up the dishes that are easy to eat!" After drinking so much wine on an empty stomach in the afternoon, now thinking about eating made his stomach feel uncomfortable.

  "Yes!"

  As the girl responded and went out, a sudden burst of earth-shaking gong sounds came from outside the window: "The Duke is returning to his mansion, pedestrians yield!"

  Hearing the voice, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but look out of the window to see which prince it was.

  Outside the window, four horned horses pulled a magnificent carriage at incredible speed, almost as if it was about to take off, surrounded by hundreds of knights in front and behind.

  When Jiang Cheng's gaze fell on the knight on the horned horse closest to the carriage, his fists clenched instantly, his eyes widened abruptly, and the wine fumes on his body suddenly turned into cold sweat bursting out.

  "Is it him?" Jiang Cheng's whole body was tense like a drawn bow as he whispered out these two words.