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

"I'm here for Miss Li!"

Chen Zhibai leaned forward slightly, looked at Li Lanqing and said gently: "My foolish brother Zhian, I'm sorry for making Miss Li suffer today!"

Li Lanqing was stunned.

Staring blankly at this uninvited guest.

Li Lanqing actually thought for a moment before that this man came for him, but he dismissed the idea earlier than Jiang Baihu.

She doesn't deserve it!

I didn't expect that he actually came here for me?

Jiang Baihu said aggrievedly: "Sir, Xiao Qing'er is the most beautiful girl in Qinglefang. Chen Zhian first injured my people and then snatched her away in front of everyone.

If I don't say anything, my reputation as Jiang Baihu in Chang'an for more than ten years will be ruined.

If you were in his shoes, would you let him go easily? "

Previously, Jiang Baihu didn't dare to act rashly because he didn't know Chen Zhibai's background. But now that he knew he came for Li Lanqing, he instantly came up with a way to deal with him.

A gentleman can be deceived.

If Chen Zhian were here.

Most of the time they would sigh that women are really unreasonable, and then they would just snatch the woman away and run away.

pity.

Chen Zhibai is not Chen Zhian.

He thought seriously for a moment, then said gently: "As far as I know, Zhian...paid 40 taels of silver to redeem Miss Li. According to the Tang Dynasty law, Miss Li is currently free.

In this case, there is no reason for Miss Jiang to force her to stay in Zuikelou..."

"He is buying and selling by force!"

Jiang Baihu was like a wronged young wife: "Xiao Qing'er is the most beautiful girl in Qinglefang. She earns more than 40 taels a day. How could we sell her?

If the gentleman insists that Xiao Qing'er can be bought for forty taels, that's fine too.

I am a woman.

What can I do as a widow living alone?"

"Ultimately, this depends on Miss Li's intention. If Miss Li is unwilling to redeem herself, Zhian will not take her away by force no matter how helpless he is.

so......"

Chen Zhibai looked at Li Lanqing and asked, "Miss Li, are you going to leave with me, or continue to live in Zuikelou?"

Li Lanqing looked at Jiang Baihu.

He looked at Chen Zhibai again.

I felt scared but also a little proud.

Two people in the clouds are eagerly waiting for me to make a choice. This is probably unprecedented in the brothel world.

"Miss Li, don't worry about your safety, whether it's Zhian or Miss Jiang...

None of them will be angry at your choice.”

Chen Zhibai spoke softly.

To Li Lanqing it sounded like a spring breeze, but to Jiang Baihu it sounded like an imperial decree from heaven.

I couldn't muster the slightest desire to disobey, and for a moment I didn't dare to speak.

This is the promise of a master.

With this promise, Li Lanqing could even leave the brothel and become a truly free person.

"Sir, I'll go with you!"

Li Lanqing hesitated for a moment and walked to Chen Zhibai.

Although she was just a brothel girl, she had never read any books and did not understand any profound principles.

But she understood.

If the young marquis hadn't taken him out of Qinglefang, he would never have met people like Jiang Baihu and Chen Zhibai.

What's more, the young marquis promised to give me three hundred taels of silver a month and seven days of vacation!

"Miss Jiang, I'm taking Miss Li away. I'm sorry for offending you tonight!"

Chen Zhibai nodded slightly to Jiang Baihu, gently placed the book as a gift at the door, and turned to leave.

Jiang Baihu snorted coldly and turned his head away without looking at him.

Only after the two of them left did Jiang Baihu walk to the door, pick up the book on the ground, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "General Outline of the White Tiger Sutra!!"

The White Tiger Sutra is the Jiang family's secret that is not passed on.

Ten thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Jiang family had an epiphany after watching the mythical beast, the white tiger, and gained enlightenment. He became a saint in one fell swoop and suppressed the contemporary world.

Only then did the Jiang family, a noble family of Langya that had been passed down for ten thousand years, come into being.

After the saint passed away more than 5,000 years ago, the general outline of the White Tiger Sutra also disappeared.

Although Jiang also practiced the White Tiger Sutra in recent years, he lacked the most important general principles and was unable to form his own system.

Not to mention the realm of saints, even the realm of returning to the truth has been invisible for many years...

But now.

The outline of the White Tiger Sutra, which the Jiang family had been searching for for more than 5,000 years, was casually dropped at their doorstep.

And, it was all because of a prostitute?

Ren Jiang Baihu was born with a heart with seven holes, which was ridiculous to think about.

Looking at the two figures walking away, she sighed quietly, "If you had taken out the book earlier, not only would Xiaoqing go with you, but even I would go with you!"

I stared at it for a long time.

Jiang Baihu put the scroll into his storage ring, tapped his fingers slightly, and immediately a swordsman in white flew in.

They were the two who broke into Prince Anyang’s Palace today.

There was anger hidden in their eyes, and the long swords on their backs trembled constantly.

If Jiang Baihu had not secretly stopped them, they would have drawn their swords long ago.

The Lord humiliates his ministers to death.

As the young lady's sword servant, he actually allowed someone to brazenly break into the young lady's boudoir, which was undoubtedly a naked humiliation to them.

"No one is allowed to reveal anything about what happened tonight."

Jiang Baihu didn't care about their anger at all. He licked his red lips and said, "Also, from now on, when you see someone from Chenliu Marquis' Mansion... stay away from them!"

"promise!"

The two swordsmen retreated angrily.

Another hunchbacked old man appeared, his face heavy as he said, "I cannot fathom Chen Zhibai's realm. I never thought that Chen Liuhou, a fool, could give birth to such a monster... The young are truly formidable!"

"Uncle Fu, don't say that again!"

Jiang Baihu said coldly: "A cultivator in his thirties who is at least at the Grandmaster level, how many of the Tang Dynasty's aristocratic families have such a background?

Is Chen Aman, who was able to teach a person like Chen Zhibai, really the idiot as the outside world says? "

Uncle Fu's expression changed slightly: "Is it possible that Chen Aman is playing dumb?

If Chen Aman was playing dumb, then Jiang Huayu brought Zhu Waner to break off the engagement, and even Lao Wu showed up to threaten...

No, I will send a message to Yujian Sect and Langya immediately, so that they can make plans early!"

Uncle Fu picked up a small jade sword with his fingers, ready to report back about Chen Zhibai.

But he saw a slender hand holding the small sword: "Uncle Fu, what does the matter between Jiang Laowu and the Yujian Sect have to do with me, Jiang Baihu?

I wonder when you became Jiang Laowu's swordsman?"

Fu Bo's face suddenly changed, and he knelt on the ground: "This old slave will always be your father's sword servant, but we are both from the Jiang family..."

“No one can save those who seek death!

This is the comment that the head of the Jiang family gave to my father. I will return it to him today!"

Jiang Baihu looked at Uncle Fu coldly, his lips pursed into a straight line.

"No one can save those who seek death..."

Fu Bo murmured.

Thinking of the young master who was nailed to death at the gate of Jiang's family, tears flowed down his cheeks, and he dropped the jade-carved sword in his hand and said hoarsely: "This old slave knows..."