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Ma Tianming said in disbelief, "How could my friend learn such powerful martial arts in just one year?"

"I don't know martial arts, I only know light skills. This scimitar was given to me by my senior brother for self-defense." I said this and left, because he wouldn't believe me no matter how much I said, as long as I didn't take out the scimitar.

I didn't walk far before I met Yuting. I told her my problem. She said she would take me to a place and then we left the mansion.

Walking along the street, I saw a strange phenomenon. In this world where martial arts are respected, there are still many Lei Fengs. Two big men with swords on their backs were helping an old man push a cart. A man with two big hammers hanging on his waist was helping a woman move a table. With every step, the two hammers shook, which was very funny. A woman with a sword helped a child who fell to the ground. She also gave him a string of candied haws.

I felt very novel along the way. I felt it was much better than Ma Tianming's smiling but dagger-hiding style.

Until we came to a red two-story building, with two red lanterns hanging on the red door. In the middle of the red lanterns was a red plaque with two big black characters "Red Building" written on it. Behind the two characters "Red Building" was a pattern that looked like both a flower and a character.

I felt dizzy. Damn, I almost mistook it for Dream of the Red Chamber. Yuting said, "Brother Xiaoluo, this Red Chamber is a place for selling information. It might be the place you are looking for."

As I was about to go in, two big men came out of the house, holding two boxes and talking and laughing. As I was about to make way, the two big men suddenly changed their expressions and ran back into the building. Is there something wrong with the things I bought? I shook my head and went in.

A sharp whistle sounded on the street, and all the gangsters who had been helping people just now ran away, leaving the people who had just been helped but were halfway helped standing there in a daze.

Yuting said, "Brother Xiaoluo, this floor sells all kinds of treasures, do you want to take a look?"

"No, I'm mainly here to get some information." Originally, I was a little interested in going to take a look, but when I saw the expressions of those two big men, I didn't want to watch anymore.

Yuting said, "Brother Xiaoluo, the trading information is upstairs. No one who has nothing to do with it can access it. Brother Xiaoluo, I will be waiting for you downstairs."

"Okay." I nodded and went upstairs. Yuting walked around, muttering "buy something for Brother Xiaoluo."

A boy dressed as a waiter asked, "Miss, are you buying something for that little brother just now?"

Yuting nodded and said, "Whatever you buy is best."

The waiter walked over and said, "Miss, you can give me weapons, jade, and self-defense clothes. And..."

Yu Ting heard this and said without waiting for the waiter to continue, "Clothes, let me see the self-defense clothes."

I walked up the stairs. I felt like someone was watching me, so I looked back a few times, but there were only wooden walls, so I gave up.

"This little devil is very sharp. If this wasn't the Red Mansion, I'm afraid he would have already taken action." A man in black said to himself.

After reaching the second floor, there was only a large room. On one wall of the room, there were countless small grids, and in each grid there was a small roll of something.

In front of this wall was a large, long counter that I had to look up when I approached.

I stepped back a few steps and called out, "Is anyone there?"

As soon as the words fell, a red figure flew over. It was a beautiful man.

The man in red was visibly stunned when he saw me. After a while, he asked, "What are you doing in the Red Mansion?"

When I saw this beautiful man, I felt a little moved, as if he should be my relative. I shook my head to get rid of this unrealistic thought.

I calmed down and said, "I'm here to look for someone, a man named Leng Yan, who went down the mountain five years ago."

The man in red took note and asked, "What's your name?"

"Flowers fall," I replied.

The man in red said to himself, "Hua Luo, um, how come it has the same name as my daughter." He wrote it down with a pen.