I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Yu Tianhong looked at Wen Ye lightly. Wen Ye touched his nose. He was really innocent in this matter.

"It's okay, Senior was just kidding you."

Mu Qingwan and Mu Yunxi also appeared at the door.

Yu Tianhong shifted her gaze over and saw that the two of them were not surprised at all.

A feeling of disbelief rose in my heart.

"You knew this a long time ago?"

Mu Qingwan looked at the dull look on his face and poked Mu Yunxi.

Mu Yunxi looked a little worried, "We discovered it when we were on the deck."

Yu Tianhong was silent.

He then recalled the series of actions he took after seeing Yan Ping on the deck.

Yu Tianhong wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

No wonder Yan Ping came here specifically to mess with him.

Yu Tianhong became withdrawn, the bloodshot in his eyes all faded away, and he found a corner and began to face the wall without saying a word.

The three of them looked at each other, and then looked at the culprit, Yan Ping.

Yan Ping: “…”

He tutted softly, "Come here."

Although no one was mentioned by name, Yu Tianhong squirmed and came over, standing in front of Yan Ping, looking up at the sky and down at the ground, but not at him.

Yan Ping pointed at Yu Tianhong's bag and said, "Put your things away, and let's go out for a walk together later."

Wen Ye was going out to buy something, and it just so happened that he also went to check some things, so he took this idiot out to ease his mood.

Yan Ping thought for a moment and added, "I don't blame you for yelling casually today."

Wen Ye: "..."

What a unique way to coax people.

But it was very useful. Wen Ye saw with his own eyes that Yu Tianhong's depressed mood had improved.

Before leaving the base, Wen Ye reactivated the formation, restoring Yan Ping to his previous familiar appearance.

However, after leaving the base, Wen Ye closed a layer of the formation so that people would no longer feel familiar with him.

After all, when they arrived on the streets of Huoling City, everyone felt that Yan Ping looked familiar, which meant that something big might happen.

……

The night market in Huoling City.

The lights are bright and the place is bustling.

Mu Qingwan took the lead and walked in front, Wen Ye was right behind her, and Mu Yunxi was still whispering to comfort Yu Tianhong.

Yan Ping walked lazily behind.

His eyes swept over the surrounding vendors one by one.

I have to say, it is really hot in Fire Spirit City, so these people are selling all ice cream.

It looked crystal clear, but Yan Ping was already cold enough.

Under the guidance of Mu Qingwan, Wen Ye bought the materials he needed from a stall nearby.

The people from the three major families should be catching up with him soon, so he needs to prepare some things so that he can attract them over when the time comes.

By the time Wen Ye bought all the ingredients, they had already been shopping in the night market for half an hour.

Mu Qingwan turned her head and said, "Senior, is there any place you want to go?"

The night market in Huoling City is so huge that you can’t finish shopping there in a whole night.

But they just came out to take a look. If Yan Ping didn't want to go anywhere, they could leave after a while.

Yan Ping looked at Mu Qingwan and pondered for a while. Although it was a bit immoral, Mu Qingwan was the person who was most familiar with Fire Spirit City.

"Do you know where the busiest brothel is here?"

Mu Qingwan: "..."

Yu Tianhong was a little surprised, "Senior, do you want to go to the flower house?"

He really didn't realize that Yan Ping was the kind of person who would visit brothels.

Wen Ye was silent. He hadn't noticed it before, but today Yan Ping choreographed himself so well.

He is quite knowledgeable about this aspect.

Yan Ping hummed, "I need to go in and do something. You can wait for me outside or go back first."

Mu Qingwan didn't think too much about it. If Yan Ping said it was to get things done, then it should be to get things done.

The best brothel in District 3 is not far from the night market and covers a large area. You can hear stringed music coming from there before you even get close.

There were many beauties in rouge-colored clothes soliciting customers at the front entrance, and a red carpet was laid all the way to the high platform in the brothel.

Yan Ping waved to them and walked inside.

Wen Ye followed behind and acted as a money bag.

As for Yu Tianhong, he also wanted to follow, but leaving Mu Qingwan and Mu Yunxi alone in a place like outside the brothel would only cause them to get into trouble.

Mu Qingwan did not take them here for long, but led them to a teahouse not far away and chose a seat by the window.

"Let's take a break here. His house is relatively safe and the pastries are delicious. Let's wait for them."

When Yan Ping went in, he saw that they were all staying in the teahouse, so he didn't look at them any more.

Just as he was about to step into the brothel, two Void Dan realm thugs reached out to stop him.

"Sir, to enter Baihua Tower, you need to pay 500 spirit beads per person to buy an admission ticket."

Wen Ye didn't quite understand, but was greatly shocked. He entered the brothel and had to give out five hundred spirit beads without doing anything.

The two of them together need one thousand spirit beads. Can they snatch them all like that?

After paying the spirit beads and entering the brothel, Wen Ye knew why it was so expensive.

As soon as you step into the brothel, you are greeted by a cool feeling and the noise of singing and dancing.

Wen Ye subconsciously looked at Yan Ping, "Senior, how do you feel?"

Yan Ping was still looking around. He hummed, "Not very good, a little cold."

But it was expected that a brothel was not a serious place and people could not be allowed to do anything sticky.

And the admission fee is so expensive, there must be something else that makes people satisfied.

A rather handsome young man came up and said in a flattering voice, "Are you two here to listen to music, or to find a beautiful lady to accompany you?"

Yan Ping glanced at her and said lazily, "Pick me a seat near the balcony and ask someone quiet to sing."

The servant saw the lazy look on his face and understood what was going on. "Okay, please follow me."

Some people dislike it because it is dirty, and come to the brothel simply to escape the heat and order some songs to pass the time.

Singing is for these people.

There is a hollow circle in the fence on the second floor, and you can see people dancing on the first floor.

The elegant seats by the railing are called elegant seats, but in fact they are just a space separated by two screens and a floating curtain.

However, there are two seats inside, and there are plates of fruits and water prepared in advance.

Yan Ping huddled in a corner, looking out slowly.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wen Ye took out the warm bell and handed it to Yan Ping. For Yan Ping, this cool place was no different from being in the ice and snow.

A warm bell in his hand was enough to make him feel a little warm.

He obediently put the warm bell in his hand. At this time, the servant came over with a girl who looked very introverted, holding a pipa in her hand.

The half-covered curtain was lifted, and Fu Tiancheng, who was passing by with another servant outside, happened to meet his eyes.

Fu Tiancheng: “…”

He had a bad feeling in his heart, so he stopped and looked in the direction of his sight, and sure enough, he saw Wen Ye pouring water.

Yan Ping wanted to laugh. It was such a coincidence.

The servant outside looked at Fu Tiancheng and asked in confusion, "Sir?"

Fu Tiancheng shook his head, turned around and continued to follow.

Yan Ping watched them walk to a private room not far away and stop, ignoring the girl standing uneasily beside them.

He looked down at Wen Ye who was in the warm water, feeling somewhat gloating.

"Master Fu just saw you."

Wen Ye’s hand holding the water cup froze.