Chapter 113 - The Attacking Green Lotus Sword
“This place is secure,” assured the City Lord.
Without a clear reason, a sudden wave of unease washed over Guo Fan, prompting an inexplicable urge to flee.
Regardless of how he analyzed the situation, this was Fang Xiang's domain, and she had asserted that her secret guards patrolled this area. The hidden guards within the City Lord Mansion were undoubtedly the pinnacle of strength, all surpassing the Nascent Infant Stage, responsible for upholding Night's Fall Sword City's order. The contributions of these unsung heroes could not be underestimated.
They possessed both strength and secrecy. Moreover, this was the Oriental Lychee Tavern, and it fell within the territory of the Soul Haunt Ship. Given Night's Fall Sword City's allowance for the Soul Haunt Ship's presence here, Fang Xiang could consider this place a private rendezvous point. In essence, it was genuinely secure.
Fang Xiang was renowned for her meticulousness and was unlikely to make any blunders...
Guo Fan still grappled with his apprehensions, possibly due to overthinking in recent times.
Clearing his throat, he requested, “Certainly, I have always had faith in you. However, before delving into our matter, I need your assistance with something.”
Fang Xiang took a seat beside him and gently held his arm. She responded when she heard his request, “You needn't phrase it as a request for my help. Is there any situation between us where I wouldn't support you wholeheartedly? If you mention it, I'll assist you in achieving it.”
Guo Fan shook his head and explained, “It's not a grave matter... I just spotted my daughter at the Oriental Lychee Tavern. I need to apprehend her...”
“Daughter?” Fang Xiang's disbelief was evident as she inquired further, “You have a daughter? Is she the offspring of your two wives? No, the timing doesn't align.”
Guo Fan chuckled wryly and clarified, “No, she wasn't naturally born. She's a daughter created from the fusion of the Reincarnation Lotus and her parents' blood essence.”
Fang Xiang grasped the situation and asked with puzzlement, “Whose child did you have?”
The two of them were already married and could take concubines without any issue. There was no need for such an extraordinary occurrence, implying that Guo Fan had a relationship with another woman.
Guo Fan disclosed, “The Saintess of the Devil Cult, Li Xieren.”
Fang Xiang's countenance stiffened. “Li Xieren?”
Even the Lord of Night's Fall Sword City shuddered at the mention of this name, evoking memories of the enigmatic, snake-like woman concealed beneath a black veil.
The esteemed Night's Fall Sword City Lord, on the surface, appeared as a bereaved widow and her daughter, but secretly, they were engaged in a clandestine affair with a young man in the inner chambers of a brothel—an act that seemed utterly despicable.
A sense of taboo shame took hold of Fang Xiang's heart, causing a faint blush to grace her cheeks. It would be absurd to claim that nothing had occurred between them over the years, but in reality, they had never crossed any boundaries...
Perhaps this was why Fang Xiang had truly fallen for this man. He admired her physical beauty, but he also cherished the essence within her.
Yet, at this moment, she couldn't help but ponder how she could make it up to him. Fang Xiang squinted her eyes and suddenly lifted her head, wrapping her arms around Guo Fan's neck. Their gazes met, and she gently spoke, “Yueh, she's the child I've raised since childhood, my closest confidant... I've always wanted to offer you some recompense.”
Fang Xiang signaled for Yueh to step forward and remove her mask. Behind the wooden barrier was a beautiful face.
Yueh knelt in front of Guo Fan. Her expression remained neutral, but the tips of her ears, hidden beneath her hair, turned slightly red.
Compensate? Guo Fan thought to himself that this was indeed intriguing.
Sun Fen raised her head, her gaze devoid of emotion, as she surveyed the serene and elegant pavilion before her. There were faint echoes of singing and dancing, laughter, silk curtains, and jeweled ornaments, accompanied by the clinking of wine glasses.
The specks of light, now transformed into ashes, pointed in that direction.
Her eyes fell upon the two words “Oriental Lychee Tavern” at the entrance.
With her Void Refining Stage cultivation, she paid little heed to defenses. Almost instantly, she activated the [External Sword Transformation] and darted into the depths of the Oriental Lychee Tavern, following the pinpointed light.
Sun Fen's eyes widened upon hearing Yin Ling's voice from behind the bead curtain. She beheld three individuals before her.
Among them was a young man she didn't recognize, the Night's Fall Sword City Lord whom she had recently met, and the concealed guard who typically accompanied the City Lord.
The young man and the concealed guard were intimately close, with the City Lord embracing the former from behind. A bronze incense burner exuded a scent of sandalwood, creating an exceedingly suggestive atmosphere.
It appeared as if they had stumbled upon a scene of corruption among the Night's Fall Sword City's upper echelons!
Impossible!
Sun Fen's heart was left with only these three words.
The dots of light converged on the stunned face of the young man.