Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

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After the room was booked, the waiter immediately brought over a pot of wine: "Please, sir, first taste our fine wine, this is called 'Drunken Peace'."

"With a mind free from desires, one can freely observe the truth; with broad emotions that are not emotions, one can drink in peace and tranquility."

"So you've heard of this saying before, young master. It's quite a coincidence that it's associated with our establishment."

"Good wine."

Luo Hou raised his cup and took a sip; it was somewhat potent, yet carried a rich and mellow aroma.

Just then, a commotion arose outside the building:

"The rich old man has arrived~~"

"Come on, come on, everyone come and claim your reward!"

"Don't snatch it. Everyone gets a share, as long as they are beggars."

Outside the Heartless Pavilion, a purple-haired youth walked in, dressed in purple-red robes and carrying a magnificent longsword.

As the wealthy young man walked, he casually tossed out countless silver and gold bars.

This flamboyant demeanor was none other than Guigu Yan, the young master of Baitaolue City, whom Luo Hou was looking for.

Chapter 91 The King's First Meeting

Yu Cixin embarked on a journey of suffering.

It turned out that the Bitter Realm was neither like the Slaughtering Isle nor the Burning Buddha Prison; the sky above was so blue and the ground beneath one's feet was so thick.

The women here are arrogant and haughty, while the men follow behind them, speaking humbly and obsequiously.

Very strange.

very funny.

well.

Upon seeing this world, Yu Cixin understood the Curse Lord's desire to invade the Bitter Realm, which stirred a restless desire within her as well.

However, she had to find Xiangling first; she couldn't let her beloved younger sister be controlled by others.

Yu Cixin inquired along the way, gesturing to describe Xiangling's appearance, but everyone she asked shook their heads.

Could it be that after hundreds of years, Xiangling cut off her golden curly hair?

Someone said, "Girl, go to the Heartless Inn and ask around. There are many extraordinary people living there, and you can find out all sorts of information there."

"Thank you, husband."

As Yu Cixin stepped into the Heartless Pavilion, a green myna hanging from the eaves suddenly cried out, "Wang~ Wang~"

"The King is here!"

"Ok?"

Yu Cixin was taken aback. This hairy beast was incredibly powerful; it could actually see through her true identity.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of murderous intent.

At this moment, the waiter came forward and said, "Sir, this way please."

Yu Cixin put her hand back on the sword hilt and then walked into the main hall.

It is said that the girls in the Heartless Pavilion are all stunningly beautiful, and their singing and dancing are unparalleled in the world.

Yu Cixin carefully observed them. The girls were either carrying zithers or playing flutes, and all of them had enchanting figures and graceful demeanors.

Before she speaks, her eyes smile; as she walks, a fragrant breeze wafts by.

Seeing this scene, Yu Cixin suddenly felt that she was not a woman. She tugged at her clothes and tried to hide the Qingxue sword.

Looking around again, I realized that the lobby was so crowded that there were no seats available.

The waiter apologized repeatedly: "There are no seats available in the main hall. Would you like to share a table with someone else, or would you like to have a private room upstairs?"

She came to gather information; what could she possibly overhear if she booked a private room alone?

Yu Cixin looked around and saw a seat in the corner with only one person sitting there.

A corner is the best place, where you can hide yourself and still hear what others are saying.

"Put the tables together."

Yu Cixin walked over.

When she got to the table, she realized she had picked the wrong person.

Although the person in front of her was sitting, he gave her a sense of oppression like a mountain.

He was very tall, wearing a moon-white long robe, with long golden hair that reached down to his chest. His face was very fair, delicate, and serious.

There were only two dishes in front of him, one meat and one vegetable, and he barely touched his chopsticks.

He barely drank any of the wine poured into the glass.

This person sat quietly in the corner, yet it was as if he were sitting on his throne.

Yu Cixin was certain that this person was not someone to be trifled with! She hesitated, wondering if she should change tables, after all, she was there to gather information, not to fight.

"Have you seen enough?"

The man suddenly spoke, his voice indeed cold and serious, yet very deep and honest.

"Can we share a table?"

Yu Cixin sat down and grabbed the wine pot from the table.

"This is my wine."

"I'll pay for the drinks."

"I don't have the habit of letting women pay."

"I also don't have the habit of eating for free."

"You can order it yourself."

"Instead of wasting your wine, I'd rather drink it for you."

The man frowned and remained silent.

Yu Cixin felt she had won. No matter what kind of king he was, she had already suppressed his aura.

The waiter added another set of bowls and chopsticks and asked, "Would you two gentlemen need anything else?"

"Bring all of the best dishes from the Heartless Pavilion."

"Alright, our establishment's special brew, 'Drunken Peace,' shall we have another pot for you two?"

"Serve the wine!"

When faced with hardship, how can one not drink fine wine?

The waiter quickly brought over the wine and dishes, and Yu Cixin pushed the full pot towards him, saying, "Here's your wine back."

"No need, consider this my invitation to your distinguished guest for drinks."

"Hmm? You know me? Who are you?"

Yu Cixin became alert immediately. Her right hand continued to hold the wine pot, while her left hand quietly reached for the hilt of her sword.

"It is our first meeting. My name is Luo Hou."

"I don't know the man surnamed Luo."

She blinked and said politely, "Nice to meet you."

Luo Hou never expected to meet King Ji Wu here.

Judging by the timing, it should be around the time the six-person team delivered the message and Tian Dao dragged the coffin.

Ji Wu Wang is decisive and ruthless, but his female version is a bit silly. Even someone who is new to the martial arts world would know that the butterfly painted on his face is a disguise.

Was she looking for Xiangling?

Xiangling is a guest in Tiandu, so she should be told this. However, if Xiangling goes back to the Slaughter Island with her, she will be crushed to death by stones.

Let's ask Xiangling for her opinion first before making a decision.

"Hey Luo, what important thing is making you so engrossed?"

When foreign friends visit our humble home, as the host, we must show them some courtesy.

Luo Hou took the wine pot and filled Yu Cixin's cup: "It's alright. No matter how good you are at drinking, the Drunken Peace at the Heartless Pavilion can get you drunk."

So you can't hold your liquor?

"Where did you get the idea that I can't hold my liquor?"

"Because there is still one-third left in your cup."

"Wine is meant to be savored slowly."

"Wine should be drunk in large gulps."

Yu Cixin approached Luo Hou: "Humans should be killed slowly."

Luo Hou frowned again. He's already drunk without even drinking any wine?

"Haha, bottoms up."

The two raised their glasses, clinked them together lightly, and each tilted their heads back to drink.

"Good wine, much better than killing... much better than the wine from my hometown."

"Where is the girl from?"

"A very faraway place."