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

"Oh dear, I forgot to thank Brother Tuoba for the invitation tonight. I've had too much to drink and had to go to Dongqing's place. I couldn't hold it in any longer. You guys continue, no need to wait for me!"

Sikong Jin reacted quickly; the moment Tuoba Yu's fingertips touched her wrist, she leaned back swiftly, narrowly avoiding the attack. She drew a dagger from her sleeve and swiftly stabbed it towards the curtain beside her, then casually ripped it open—

'Sizzle—'

The curtains were instantly torn in two. Without a second thought, Sikong Jin grabbed one end of the curtain and leaped out the window with incredible speed, creating a whistling gust of cold wind. Her powerful voice echoed throughout the entire building—

"Guards! Someone's trying to dine and dash!"

As soon as the voice fell, people immediately surrounded them.

"Who would dare to risk their life by dining and dashing at the Hilton?"

"Catch them quickly!"

"Trying to run? I'd like to see where you can run to this time!"

Watching Sikong Jin disappear out the window, a cold glint finally crossed Tuoba Yu's handsome face. Hei Shui, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and leaped after her.

"stop!"

Gusts of wind swept through the dark alley. Even though Sikong Jin was fast enough, Hei Shui, who was in hot pursuit, was not slow either, and his lightness skill was quite remarkable.

"These two words are utter nonsense when used to describe me!"

Sikong Jin's lips curled into a smile. She quickly grabbed a large bag of powder from her sleeve and ran forward wildly. As she scattered the powder, it swirled behind her with a whoosh.

Hei Shui felt a stench assault his nostrils, followed by a wave of dizziness. He immediately held his breath in terror, when he suddenly heard Sikong Jin's still-shaken voice in his ear—

"Luckily, I'm quick, otherwise you really would have caught up with me! I wonder if this stinky powder that Fatty made will work!"

"Despicable!"

Even the usually cold-blooded Hei Shui couldn't help but curse after being hit by this trick. By the time he realized what was happening, Si Kong Jin was nowhere to be seen. He was filled with regret and shook his head vigorously. Just as he was about to continue chasing after her, Tuoba Yu's voice came from behind him.

"No need to chase!"

"Son!"

Hei Shui turned around with a sullen face and saw Tuoba Yu, who was tall, noble and elegant. "Young Master, this kid has no respect for you at all!"

"He can run away, but he can't hide. The Emperor of Dayong's birthday is coming soon, and he will definitely try to find a way to go back. I will be waiting for him in the capital of Dayong!"

Tuoba Yu gazed meaningfully in the direction where Sikong Jin had disappeared.

"Young master, do you really believe he was truly following his subordinate? As far as I know, Liu Xin and Liu Xianxian have already secretly infiltrated Luoyang City, they..."

Before Hei Shui could finish speaking, Tuoba Yu raised his hand to stop him, "Continue to send people to secretly monitor him."

"Yes! Son!"

Blackwater dared not say more and could only agree.

"Young Master, the Flower Festival is tomorrow, and Xingyun Pavilion has invited you... Are you really going? I heard that Fengyun Tower is right behind them. My spies just reported that Changfeng has already returned to Fengyun Tower..."

"Blackwater, you don't really think that I came to Luoyang just for this simple flower festival? The wealth of Xingyun Pavilion is astounding, even to me. There are quite a few people eyeing it, including Da Yong, Da Liao, and even Da Zhou."

Tuoba Yu spoke calmly.

"But aren't these forces supposed to avoid getting involved in the struggle for imperial power? The martial arts forces led by Fengyunlou never deal with government officials; that's their rule."

"Rules?" A cold smile swept across Tuoba Yujun's face. He raised his eyes to look at Heishui, then suddenly turned and slowly walked into the dark alley. "Their rule is to prioritize the stakes. Heishui, nothing is immutable. There are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, and no eternal rules in this world."

These words, lingering in the cold air like a chilling wind passing through a bamboo forest, struck Hei Shui with a sharp, piercing coldness.

The next day, as dawn broke through the sky, Luoyang was already bustling with activity.

The Flower Festival is a unique festival in Luoyang, with the entire city open for celebration for three days and three nights. It is also the grandest and most lively festival in Luoyang.

Xingyun Pavilion is located in the bustling middle section of Zhuque Avenue, diagonally opposite the Hilton Hotel.

Xingyun Pavilion is the largest merchant house in Luoyang City. Its industries include textiles, silk, tea, rice, jewelry, and some mineral veins. It is independent of the major dynasties and is only under the jurisdiction of Luoyang City. It is said that it has formed an alliance with Fengyun Tower. With Fengyun Tower as a powerful backer, Xingyun Pavilion is even more powerful and its trade routes are unimpeded.

In this era of constant warfare, the major dynasties have suffered severe financial losses and depleted treasuries. However, Luoyang City remains untouched by the ravages of war and has even profited immensely from the conflict. The Xingyun Pavilion is no exception.

Every year during the Flower Festival, Xingyun Pavilion, like many other major powers in Luoyang, holds a grand celebration. They might set up a competition, or engage in literary contests, using various unexpected methods to determine the champion and award prizes. Lucky individuals can even join as new allies of Xingyun Pavilion. This is why so many powers rush to participate, including some members of the royal family and nobility, all of whom yearn for the support of such a wealthy and powerful patron.

The curtain of the sky slowly rose, and the gentle warmth of the sun bathed the entire city of Luoyang in a golden glow.

The Zhuque Avenue, a boulevard adorned with a hundred flowers, was incredibly crowded. As far as the eye could see, it was a vast, dark mass of people, a sea of ​​noise that almost drowned out the heavens and earth.

"Brother Xin, what do you think the challenge they'll set this time? It doesn't look like they're going to hold a competition anymore. Could it be a poetry contest?"

In a private room at Xingyun Restaurant, Liu Xianxian frowned as she looked down at the packed stage surrounded by a riot of colorful flowers and asked a question.

"I probably won't be able to compose poems, but in any case, we must do our best this time. Becoming an ally of Xingyun Pavilion will be a great help to our Liu family, and our chances of winning at the next Zhongzhou Conference's Seventh Four-Star Assembly will be much greater."

Liu Xin, dressed in a dark blue robe, looked somewhat pale, but his words were resolute, and his eyes held a determined resolve.

Liu Xianxian nodded. "Grandpa and my eldest brother have instructed us to take down Xingyun Pavilion at all costs. Even if this happens... we should still do our best afterwards."

"Let's wait and see, but don't forget what the Emperor instructed us to do."

"Don't worry, I've already made all the arrangements in secret."

……

Just as the two were whispering to each other, a gong sounded from below, instantly silencing the clamor in the arena. The two looked out the window at the stage below.