After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The red token reappeared in Chen Futu's hands.

Chen Futu summoned Yama and showed her the token. She exclaimed in surprise, "It's the token of the Red Man Pavilion! How did it end up in the young master's hands?"

"Celebrity Hall?"

The group was taken aback.

"Hongren Pavilion is a gathering place for entertainers in Pingcheng, and also a place where some traveling merchants from the Western Regions recruit martial artists."

"So, why did the Red Man Pavilion attack General Qin?"

Chen Futu's gaze was piercing.

Yama shook her head. "I don't know, but if I were to speculate, it's probably related to Longman."

"Long Nie, is it? I haven't even gone to find him yet, and he's already courting death. If I raze the Red Man Pavilion, will the King have any objections?"

"Your Highness, the heroes of the martial arts world gathered at the Red Man Pavilion come from all over the country. If you offend them, they will seek revenge, and your life will likely be filled with trouble from now on."

Yama was telling the truth.

People in the martial arts world are either alone or in groups of two or three.

If the Red Man's Hall is destroyed today, their friends and henchmen may infiltrate the northern border to carry out assassinations tomorrow.

"You think I'm afraid of them?"

Chen Futu asked Yama to inform Zhao Xier that he would go and level the Red Man's Pavilion.

"Your Highness! No!"

As soon as Chen Futu mounted the black horse left behind by Shu Yuan, Yama gripped the reins tightly.

“Your Highness, there’s no rush to seek revenge. The King is still dealing with some issues left behind by Shu Yuan. Once the country is stable, the King will agree.”

"I don't care about her that much."

"Your Highness, you must not ruin the deal between the two families because of personal grievances."

"In that case, I think it's alright if I go to the Celebrity Club for a drink?"

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and asked.

Yama had nothing to say.

The Red Lady Pavilion is located in the west of Pingcheng, in one of the most bustling areas. The owner behind it is mysterious. Every now and then, he selects some good women from the slave market to serve the wealthy customers who come and go.

The three arrived outside the museum.

At first glance, the gatehouse was bustling with activity, and those coming and going were indeed all powerful individuals, the weakest of whom possessed strength at the third or fourth rank.

As soon as the three dismounted, a servant greeted them warmly, smiling and leading them inside. It was clear that the servant knew their identities and had taken care of them beforehand, or perhaps they had anticipated that the Prince of Zhenbei would personally come to their door after Qin Liangyu's attack.

"Would you like to meet us in a private room or in the main hall?"

"Lobby Bar".

Chen Futu is here today to cause trouble.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. I will bring you the wine and drinks shortly."

The servant left in a hurry after saying his piece.

Chen Futu glanced at the guests around him. Some powerful figures sat on the ground, one arm around a flamboyant woman, the other devouring beast meat with gusto, their mouths greasy and looking quite unrestrained.

Dian Wei slammed his twin halberds heavily onto the ground, the dull thud causing a momentary pause in the atmosphere of the hall.

All eyes turned to him, some with unfriendly expressions, some with curiosity, and some with amusement.

Dian Wei yelled, "Damn it, what kind of lousy place is this? It reeks of filth!"

He did it on purpose, and it was at Chen Futu's behest.

How can you meet the person in charge behind the Celebrity Hall if you don't cause trouble?

As expected, Dian Wei's words aroused the dissatisfaction of the group of martial arts practitioners present. One of them, a man with a scarred face, slammed his wine bowl on the table and said in a low voice, "Hey you, what are you yelling about? Can't you see that I'm drinking?"

Dian Wei grinned and said, "You son of a bitch, you're the boss, then who am I? Am I your father?"

"court death!"

The other party got up in a rage and, as expected, took the bait.

Chen Futu gave Dian Wei a look, and Dian Wei, with his palm as big as a sand pot, beckoned as if calling a cat or dog, "I won't cheat you, come here, I'll give you a handicap."

"Shameless talk!"

The opponent was quite strong, possessing the strength of an eighth-rank cultivator. His eyes were sharp and sinister, like a hawk's hook, and it was unknown how many people he had killed.

Of course, no matter how many people he killed, it couldn't compare to a fraction of the number killed by Dian Wei.

The moment they met, Dian Wei grabbed the other man by the neck. "Pah! Is that all the strength you have? Go suckle in your mother's arms!"

After saying that, Dian Wei kicked the other man's leg and broke it. Then he threw the man back like trash, smashing a table.

In an instant, the faces of all the martial arts figures in the Red Man Hall turned ugly, and they all stood up.

"This friend went too far. He broke someone's hands and feet just because of a verbal argument. Such a domineering attitude will inevitably lead to his downfall in the future."

A middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and carrying a sword looked gloomy.

Dian Wei sneered, "I don't know if I'll stumble or not, but I do know that you're going to stumble today."

"furious!"

As the opponent drew his sword and attacked, Dian Wei neither dodged nor evaded. The moment he was stabbed, he grabbed the blade, then kicked out with his big foot. The opponent spat out a mouthful of blood, turned into a streak of light, and flew more than ten meters away, crashing into the wall, his fate unknown.

Instant kill!

Another instant kill!

Even two eighth-rank martial artists couldn't withstand a single move from him; such strength terrified everyone in the martial arts world present.

Dian Wei grabbed his twin halberds and surveyed the entire scene. "What? Are you all spineless cowards? Come at me all at once!"

He was truly arrogant, but as a peak innate expert, it didn't seem like a big problem for him to look down on everyone.

"Sir, why are you so angry? Let's talk this out."

A beautiful woman hurried down the stairs and approached Dian Wei with a forced smile, saying, "Please calm down. If you're upset, tell me and I'll definitely help you resolve it."

"you?"

Dian Wei pursed his lips and then looked at Chen Futu.

Chen Futu said calmly, "Shopkeeper, how many swordsmen do you have?"

"In reply to the guest, there are many swordsmen."

Are there many people of the eighth or ninth rank?

There are probably eight or nine of them.

"Please call me out, whether it's convenient or not. I'd like to get to know you."

Chen Futu revealed a harmless smile.

The beautiful woman hesitated slightly, but Dian Wei grabbed her clothes and lifted her up. "My young master is talking to you, are you fucking mute?"

"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll go find them right away."

She was the nominal owner of the Celebrity Hall, but she had no real power, so she left in a hurry after landing.

Chen Futu was not in a hurry. He ordered Dian Wei to block the door, and that none of them would leave today until they saw those top swordsmen.

This was his solution: if the real culprit couldn't be found, he would kill the top swordsmen; if he killed them all, there shouldn't be too many wrongful accusations.

The atmosphere at the Red Man's Pavilion grew increasingly tense. Some martial artists sensed danger and wanted to leave the place of trouble, but Dian Wei stood like an iron tower at the entrance, carrying his double halberds, and no one dared to go out.

He crippled two eighth-rank officials in two moves. Even if everyone present attacked together, they wouldn't gain any advantage, let alone the two sitting over there.

The fair-skinned young man didn't seem to have much strength, but the woman's aura was extremely strong, not much weaker than the burly man blocking the door.

Inside the Heisei Palace.

Yama informed Zhao Xier that Chen Futu had gone to the Red Man's Pavilion.

Zhao Xier's expression changed slightly. "Can't that guy just stay put? He's only been here two days, and he's already killed Shu Yuan and caused trouble at the Red Man Pavilion. What exactly is he trying to do?"

Yama said with a complicated expression, "Your Majesty, why not give him the horses sooner and send him away?"

"I will hand over the reins to him after I finish dealing with my current affairs. However, since someone dared to attack Qin Liangyu in Pingcheng, I cannot remain silent. Let him go, but don't make too much of a fuss."

"But the Red Mansion has entanglements with some high-ranking officials in the court, what if..."

“A bunch of parasites. If they jump out, it would be best to let Chen Futu kill them all, so that I don’t have to do it myself.”

When it comes to ruthlessness, Zhao Xier is the most ruthless.

She truly deserves to be an empress who sits on the throne. Killing officials is nothing compared to using others to do her dirty work.

There are some things she can't do herself, but if Chen Futu does them for her, she'd probably be laughing in her sleep.