As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"Third brother...how can I help you?"

After Chen Zhian had cried enough, Chen Zhibai asked gently.

Although he knew that Chen Zhian was pretending to be miserable, Chen Zhibai did not expose him.

I handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears and waited quietly for what would happen next.

Chen Zhian looked up at his elder brother who looked so gentle, and suddenly became hesitant, wondering whether he should involve him.

My brother looks so ordinary...

What if I was just mistaken and he is not a big shot?

Asking an ordinary person to go find Jiang Baihu is no different from delivering goods to his door.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately remembered that his cash cow was waiting to save his life. Any hesitation disappeared in an instant, and he said seriously: "Brother, you are well-educated, go and persuade that crazy woman, persuade her with emotion and reason, and ask her to return Li Lanqing to me!"

Chen Zhibai did not refuse, and said gently: "I will go there for you, but I can't guarantee that it will succeed!"

Chen Zhian was overjoyed. He just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect Chen Zhibai to agree so readily.

After all, in my memory, this brother is an old homebody who rarely goes out throughout the year.

After finishing the business, Chen Zhibai turned around and went into the library, saying that he wanted to find a book to bring over as a gift.

Chen Zhian's face was filled with black lines.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone bring a book as a gift to a doorstep, let alone a widow?

But thinking that big guys are always different from ordinary people, I just let him go and didn't remind him.

While his elder brother was preparing the gift, Chen Zhian slipped into the side room and went to find the old housekeeper.

Although I don't know what realm the old butler is in, just based on his elusive steps and his exceptionally long lifespan...

Chen Zhian guessed that this old bastard was not a good person either.

After all, it’s Big Brother’s first time, so it’s better to be on the safe side.

Hearing his purpose, the old butler smiled sinisterly with his wrinkled face, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Seeing this, Chen Zhian took it as his agreement.

He returned to his study room full of joy, and ruthlessly rejected the kindness of his four sisters, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, who offered themselves to him.

During this period, he had to conserve his energy and focus on making money. A woman could only slow down his money-making process, so he would have no time to draw his sword...

......

The curfew in Chang'an City is at 11 p.m.

As the evening drum in the imperial palace sounded, the prosperous city of Chang'an gradually fell into silence.

Pedestrians go home, shops close...

There are homeless ghosts wandering the streets, avoiding the scavengers.

Under the feet of the emperor, in the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty, beggars and vagrants are not allowed to exist.

It is too ugly to chase people away in broad daylight and it will bring bad reputation.

So, Wang Fugui, the prefect of Kyoto, had an idea in his mind and came up with the profession of scavenger.

They carried long swords on their waists and clubs in their hands. Once the hour of Hai passed, the entire Chang'an city was theirs...

Chen Zhibai walked slowly on Baihu Street under the moonlight.

He had an ordinary appearance, wore a plain blue shirt, and a pair of linen shoes. It was obvious that he was not a rich or powerful man.

It stands to reason that people like this who dare to set foot on Baihu Street during curfew are often the focus of attention of the scavengers.

But the ferocious scavengers ignored him and seemed not to have even seen him.

Pass through the forbidden areas without any hindrance.

Chen Zhibai was holding a book, standing at the door of Zuikelou, looking up at the seventh floor!

"Sir, curfew has arrived. If you want to drink, please come early tomorrow!"

The waiter who was cleaning up the mess saw Chen Zhibai staring at his restaurant stupidly, and tried to drive him away with a rag hanging down.

"Little Second Brother, I'm not here to drink."

Chen Zhibai mentioned the gift and said gently, "I'm here to ask to see Miss Jiang, the owner of your building. Please let my second brother know!"

The waiter was slightly startled.

He looked Chen Zhibai up and down, then sneered disdainfully: "Not to mention that the curfew is over now, even in broad daylight, can you see our boss whenever you want?"

"Do you know why White Tiger Street is called White Tiger Street?"

Chen Zhibai said honestly: "I don't know, I'd like to hear more details!"

"Because all the shops on this street belong to our young lady!"

The waiter threw the rag off his shoulder and pointed at the door with a smug look on his face, saying, "Get lost! My young lady earns hundreds of taels of silver every minute, and you are worthy of seeing her?

Do you really think that you can become a scholar just by reading for a few days?

I've seen a lot of losers like you who just want to live off others!"

Chen Zhibai sighed.

He took a step forward and disappeared.

The waiter suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the empty street in disbelief, and screamed, "Ghost!"

Seventh floor.

Jiang Baihu, who was half lying on the bed enjoying Li Lanqing's massage, suddenly stood up, and his lazy expression became extremely cold.

The slender white palm pulled in the air, and in an instant, vital energy surged and sword energy rose.

The three thin swords made a buzzing sound like cicadas.

Like lines cutting the air.

Wow!

The specially made solid wooden door of the boudoir was cut into countless pieces, revealing a simple blue shirt outside the door.

Facing three small swords full of murderous intent, the man in green shirt did not move at all, but just looked at Jiang Baihu gently with a smile.

But Xiaojian seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

It was hung one foot in front of his chest and could not move an inch closer.

"who are you?"

Jiang Baihu was horrified. This person came to the seventh floor silently, and his spiritual sense did not even give him any warning.

If she hadn't heard the waiter's call and seen his reflection in the window, she would never have noticed this person.

even.

Even though the Chanming Sword was at full strength, it couldn't even stop the person who came.

The man just frowned slightly, and his sword disappeared...

"Chen Zhibai greets Miss Jiang. I am sorry for disturbing you so late at night. Please forgive me!"

Chen Zhibai felt a little embarrassed, which was unusual for him. After all, Jiang Baihu was dressed lightly, and as a scholar, it was inappropriate for him to look at a woman without permission.

He had wanted to knock on the door, but unfortunately the waiter didn't give him a chance.

Jiang Baihu's murderous intent was so strong that he directly ripped off the door.

But Jiang Baihu is not like that.

She had no awareness of revealing her sexual pleasure, and her thoughts were turning over and over, analyzing the purpose of the visitor in green.

You will definitely not win if you fight.

Although she has reached the perfect state of Huaxu, there are even Jiang family members secretly worshipping Xushen realm in this building.

But facing this man in green.

She knew she had no chance of winning.

Since it can't be beaten.

We can only talk.

Her thoughts raced through her mind, but she couldn't remember when she had provoked such a powerful person, and she didn't know how to start talking for a moment.

In the Huaxu realm, the mind is nurtured; in the Xushen realm, the Yin spirit is traveling; in the Tongxuan realm, the mind and soul are united to nurture the Tao seed; in the Dongtian realm, the Tao seed is a world of its own, with a unique cave heaven...

Earlier, the man in green saw the method used to shatter the sword energy at a glance. At least his soul was complete, and his Yin spirit was wandering around without dispersing.

In addition, the Chanming Sword was in a miserable situation as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

This man in green at least has the potential to be a Taoist master, or even a cave of his own!

Such a character.

She would never forget someone if she had ever dealt with him or heard his name.

But I don't have any memory of this person in my mind.

——Chen Zhibai.

The name sounds familiar, very similar to Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian, however, also has some entanglements...

Could it be?

Glancing at Li Lanqing who was looking aggrieved beside him, Jiang Baihu immediately gave up the idea.

How could a person who could be called a master come to a brothel just for a prostitute who was available to anyone?

This is absolutely impossible!