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On the second floor of the Cloud Mist teahouse, a dozen young men dressed in luxurious clothing were divided into two distinct camps. The two sides faced each other, swords drawn, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Behind them, there were also their guards. They helplessly looked at their master, placed their hands on the weapons at their waists, and watched the situation in the arena. They were prepared to take action at any time.

The shopkeeper of the Cloudy Cloud Tea House looked at the dozen or so young masters helplessly. He did not speak up to persuade them and could only watch the situation unfold.

All of the guests had left this area long ago.

"Ai!" The shopkeeper sighed. It seemed that with these hedonistic second generation descendants here, he wouldn't be able to do business today.

He could only hope that these fellows would not be too destructive. Otherwise, the entire teahouse would be reduced to ruins.

However, even if the teahouse was in ruins, he could only grit his teeth and swallow this loss for nothing.

If it was an ordinary popinjay, with the style of doing things in the Misty Cloud Tower, he would definitely go after the power backing them and demand compensation.

However, there was nothing they could do about it. These ten or so popinjays were no ordinary popinjays, and they had a lot of power behind them. Five of the thirteen marquis' mansions were involved, and the rest were first-rate officials of the imperial government.

One or two were still fine, but Cloud Mist Tower was not afraid. They could at least deal with them and demand compensation. However, if the forces behind these guys combined and annoyed them, there was no need for Cloud Mist Tower to exist.

His heart was already prepared to be punished by the building.

"Lin Zheng, are you f * cking going to apologize?" A fatty looked at a youngster with a furious expression.

On his chubby face, there was a red handprint that stood out. His eyes were wide open, still like slits.

This fatty looked like a meatball. His entire body was plump, his four limbs were short and small, and his face was white and tender.

As he breathed, the fat all over his body trembled and waves of flesh surged. It was a magnificent sight to behold.

He wore an extremely large robe that couldn't wrap around his fleshy body, and his round belly was exposed to the outside.

This person might look like a comical and joyful meatball, but his identity was not simple. His family was as wealthy as a nation, and he was actually the younger brother of the Mo Clan's second young master Mo Xiao. Mo Xin.

It was said that back then, his name wasn't Mo Xin. However, he was extremely fond of gold coins, and despite the strong opposition of his family, he changed his name to the three golden characters, Xin. He was still sighing over why there weren't any more golden characters!

Old man Mo Xing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This unfilial son, their grandfather-grandson duo's names are too similar!

Different from the gifted and aloof Mo Xiao, this fella was a hedonistic son of a b * tch. He spent his money like flowing water and would spend it all year round just to stay in the Smoky Willow Lane, a romantic place.

He was only sixteen, but other than his concubines, he had a dozen or so other concubines. His principal wife didn't have any.

Lingyun had lamented. With his body weight, how could those brothel ladies serve him? should not...

This guy was Lingyun's loyal lackey, he was not unreasonable, and had been taught a lesson by Lingyun to be obedient.

They were very clear about this guy's personality, and even if it was Mo Xing's words, he wouldn't listen. Hmm, while he was rebellious, he was also very thick-skinned. He took off his face on one side and placed it on the other side, while being shameless on the other side.

His name was Lin Zheng, and shockingly, it was the youth opposite him with sinister eyes.

At this moment, he was looking at Mo Xin with a playful smile on his face.

He slightly lowered his head to look at his palm and frowned. His face was full of disdain. His hands were greasy, as if his hands had just been inserted into the oil and then pulled out.

After silently cursing at the fatty who was full of fat, he took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped the oil off his hands. After that, he casually tossed the handkerchief to a maid behind him.

It was obvious that the palm imprint on Mo Xin's face was a masterpiece. However, he didn't feel too good. His hands felt like they were hitting cotton, soft and smooth.

He was also the son of the duke, and one of the most powerful.

His father, the Eastern Marquis Lin Quan, wielded a large army and was appointed as the Eastern Great General. However, he was one of the people who stood with the Wen Yuan Marquis Palace.

This Marquis Lin was famous for his fiery temper. He was simple-minded and would not sell anyone's face when he was angry.

"Ha ha!" Lin Zheng evilly smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Mo Xin with disdain.

He pretended to be wronged and said, "Second Young Master Mo, I did not do anything to let you down, why must I apologize!"

As he said this, he smacked his head and said with a look of realisation, "Second Young Master Mo, I'm sorry. Yesterday in the Misty Rain Tower, Miss Hong'er was willing to follow me."

Hearing this, the youths by the side burst out into unbridled laughter, each of them revealing a vulgar smile as they swept their eyes over Mo Xin's body.

Laughing loudly, he said, "Haha, that's all. Don't be angry, Second Young Master Mo. Even if Miss Hong'er was spending the night with you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to do anything! "Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"You … "You …" Mo Xin's face was flushed red with anger.

The youths beside him also had unsightly expressions on their faces.

"Brother Lin, you have forgotten something!" A youth beside Lin Zheng restrained his laughter and said seriously, but his eyes were filled with ridicule.

"Oh? Brother Wu, what is it? " Lin Zheng looked at the youth beside him with interest and said with a chuckle.

"Sigh, your memory is really bad." Wu Lin gave a strange laugh. "Brother Lin, did you forget that when Second Young Master Mo was downstairs …"

Without waiting for him to finish, Lin Zheng laughed loudly, "Brother Wu was wrong about me. I didn't do that on purpose. I think it was Second Young Master Mo who wanted to try the smell of snot!"

Another burst of unbridled laughter rang out. If one looked carefully, they would see a yellow coloured mark on Mo Xin's face. If it wasn't his nose, what else could it be?

Mo Xin was so angry that his face turned ashen. His eyes seemed as if they were spitting fire. He wished that he could charge forward and tear the mouths of those few youths in front of him.

That snot was clearly Lin Zheng's deliberate humiliation.

"Damn it, I can't tolerate it any longer. Young Master Mo, why don't we go over and beat them up to vent our anger?" The youngster beside Mo Xin couldn't stand it any longer and gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Can you beat them?" The other teenager said helplessly, "They have more people than us and they are stronger than us.

"Right now, they are purposefully provoking us, letting us take action, and then beating us up. If we go over, we will be tricked by them."

His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the burning anger within Mo Xin and the others. They were all popinjays, but it didn't mean that they were stupid.

They had been beaten up in vain.

Lin Zheng and the others' eyes revealed a trace of pity. It seemed like this time they wouldn't have a chance to beat him up.

That youth's analysis was not wrong. They were purposefully provoking Mo Xin and the others to make a move.

Mo Xin and the others snorted coldly and prepared to swallow their anger. They would go home and call for reinforcements. They could not tolerate this anger.

Just then, a faint voice came from the stairs:

"Everyone, long time no see. It seems that I've come at the right time!"

Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of Lin Zheng and the others changed, as if they had eaten something ugly. On the other hand, Mo Xin and the others' faces were filled with joy as they looked towards the stairs.