The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Seeing his unfriendly gaze, Lord Sikong subconsciously shrank back, then raised his hand, intending to wipe away the nosebleed that was gushing out again. At that moment, Di Beizun threw a clean white handkerchief at him, saying in a disgusted and cold voice, "Wipe it off! I've never seen a more disgusting woman than you! You have absolutely no idea what modesty is!"

Sikong Jin took the handkerchief, casually wiped her nose, sniffed, and said dismissively, "Come on, what's this 'restraint'? Weren't you watching with great interest just now? And you're talking to me about restraint... I call this being straightforward and decisive, much more noble than those women who pretend to be reserved! What kind of look is that... I despise people like you who are secretly horny. Like me, if I want to watch something, I'll say I want to watch something. I'm openly horny, upright and honest... Hmm? Where are you going? Aren't you going to watch the show? The best part hasn't even started yet!"

Seeing Emperor Beizun turn and leave, Lord Sikong was taken aback, and then hurriedly followed.

"Why are you so angry? Fine, I won't watch it anymore."

"Okay, I'll definitely be more reserved from now on. Do you still want your handkerchief?"

"Shut up!" Di Beizun glanced coldly at Sikong, who was clutching his sleeve, and took out a tinderbox from his sleeve. He then tossed it to the side of the gauze curtain inside the window before grabbing her collar and leaping up quickly, soaring down the corner of the building.

A moment later, a panicked scream came from ahead—

"Fire!"

"Fire! Firefighting! The Second Master is still inside!"

Immediately following was the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Let's go! The treasure pavilion should be in this direction!"

Lord Sikong watched as a large group of people rushed towards the Second Pavilion Master's room, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. He glanced at the map in his hand by the dim firelight and said calmly.

Are you sure your method will work?

Di Beizun glanced at her sideways.

Lord Sikong raised an eyebrow, a dazzling smile playing on his crimson lips. "Otherwise what? If your wife were slept with like this in public, could you pretend nothing happened? Look, the one rushing over there is the Third Master of the Immortal Sound Pavilion. It's said he dotes on his wife, spending a fortune to redeem her from the life of debauchery. That should be considered true love, right?"

Following Lord Sikong's gaze, Di Beizun saw a white-robed man leading a group of people towards the Second Pavilion Master's room.

"Let's go. I'd much rather have the treasure than watch the spectacle. Oh, and I heard their sect leader lost an arm. Let's go see him while we're at it. Hmm... his room should be across from the treasure pavilion..."

"Little Marten, go and set fire to a few important places for me. Once it's done, the Linglong Fruit is yours. I'm not lying to you this time! Stop following us, hurry up and go!"

Lord Sikong turned his head and frowned as he looked at Lord Diao, who was still following behind them.

The sable shrugged a few times in displeasure, raised its little head and looked at Di Beizun, but Di Beizun stared at Sikong Jin for a moment, then suddenly looked away and walked forward.

'Snapped! '

A bolt of lightning streaked across the gloomy night sky, followed by a thunderous roar. The eerie night sky was instantly illuminated by the flashing lightning, while panicked shouts and hurried footsteps echoed throughout the Immortal Music Pavilion courtyard, all coming from people rushing towards the west wing.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and torrential rain poured down. The lanterns hanging high in the winding corridors swayed wildly in the storm, their flickering lights like ghostly apparitions flashing through the air. The eastern pavilion of the mansion seemed even quieter than usual.

"Quick! Quick! Get the medicine to the Pavilion Master right away! This damned storm, how could it come like this!"

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from a corridor leading to the eastern pavilion, accompanied by cursing and swearing.

"Steward Wang, how is the Pavilion Master's injury?"

A somber, slightly anxious voice came from behind, "Who on earth did this? How could they have injured the Pavilion Master in less than three moves?"

The person asking the question seemed to have just returned from outside, looking travel-worn. He walked through the corridor, leading the way with the man called Steward Wang, followed by two servants, one of whom was carrying medicine and following cautiously behind.

The splashing raindrops were constantly swept into the corridor by the raging wind, quickly soaking the fluttering clothes of the group. In the flickering flashes of lightning, it could be vaguely seen that the two people walking in front were both around thirty years old, exuding a sharp and murderous aura.

“Master Li, the Pavilion Master’s injuries are very serious. He doesn’t even know who attacked him. That person not only seriously injured the Pavilion Master within three moves, but also sent the Pavilion Master of Luoyan Tower flying with two palms. His current situation is probably no better than the Pavilion Master’s. Luoyan Tower is in complete chaos right now. The Pavilion Master urgently summoned you back, presumably for this matter.”

The steward's voice was very heavy.

"When did such a master appear in the martial arts world? The Pavilion Master and the Lord of Luoyan Tower are both among the best in the martial arts world. How could they be defeated by that person in just a few moves? Have you found out who that person is? Didn't the Pavilion Master take several hall masters with him? What is their situation now?"

"That Master Li asked again."

"Several hall masters were suddenly surrounded and attacked by a group of men in black, falling into their trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain. Their origins haven't been discovered yet. Their target should be either the Pavilion Master or the Lord of Luoyan Tower, otherwise they wouldn't have been so ruthless. Now the Pavilion Master's right arm is broken, and all his meridians are severed. I'm afraid… The Pavilion Master's urgent summons of the hall masters back to the Pavilion must be for the sake of the new Pavilion Master. And you just witnessed what happened to the Second and Third Pavilion Masters. The Pavilion is in chaos now, alas…"

"Don't make any wild guesses yet, let's hurry over and see what's wrong with the Pavilion Master!"

"Okay, it's just ahead!"

The hurried footsteps gradually faded into the distance, soon drowned out by the howling wind and rain. At that moment, two dark figures flashed out from under the corridor and landed in the corridor through which the group had just passed.

"A group of men in black attacked? In less than three moves, the Pavilion Master of Xianyin Pavilion and the Pavilion Master of Luoyan Tower were left with broken arms and legs, and all their meridians were severed. Luoyang City is truly full of experts. I really don't know which hero is so arrogant and awesome. If I knew who it was, I would definitely befriend him as a good brother. I have always admired people who are so awesome and cool in battle!"

Having overheard the conversation between the two who had just passed by, Lord Sikong's clear eyes flashed with a spark beneath his black veil and hat. He stroked his chin with interest and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.