This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Ruoxue looked at the debauchery downstairs with a mocking expression, then chuckled. She spoke again...

"Do you know why we know you are Xiao Jianren, the eldest son of the Xiao family?"

Xiao Xingchen's face turned cold. He truly couldn't understand this secret; why would Huayulou have investigated him so thoroughly?

Ruoxue glanced down, and this time she actually sat down directly next to Xiaoxingchen, staring straight at him, which made Xiaoxingchen feel a little awkward.

“A young pageboy came to find a girl with gold. He got drunk and confessed everything. Now you understand? Hehe.”

Xiao Xingchen sighed helplessly. It was indeed the pageboy who had leaked the information. He had suspected this the moment Consort Xian revealed his identity, so he wasn't too surprised now that it was confirmed. He could only lament that plans never go as expected. Who would have thought that the pageboy, instead of leaving with the money he'd left behind, would come to Yong'an to live a life of luxury? It wasn't his fault he lost his life.

"Don't worry, besides the host, only I know your identity here. I'll help you with whatever you want to do next. I also want to see how long a young swordsman who would rather live in a pigsty than cause trouble in the Xiao family can hide. You're very shrewd, and I don't dare to be careless around you."

"Well, fine then, can you tell me who you are?"

"My name is Ruoxue. Many people in Yong'an know me. You can easily find out about me by asking around."

Xiao Xingchen recalled briefly that the name Ruoxue was not unfamiliar to Xiao Jianren.

"Rumor has it that the Flower Language Pavilion has eight top beauties: Snow, Ice, Frost, and Fiery Red Plum. You must be Snow, the number one ranked one. It's an honor to meet you here."

"Oh? You even know this? You don't look like someone who's just arrived in Yong'an. Have you been here before?"

Ruoxue was surprised to hear this.

"This is my first time here,"

"It seems you still have many secrets. That's good, otherwise it would be too boring."

As the two talked, the noise from downstairs grew louder, causing them to turn their attention to the area.

"Fourth Prince?"

When Xiao Xingchen clearly saw the figure on the seventh floor, his eyes flashed.

"Xiao Chun, what's going on on the seventh floor? Why is it so noisy?"

As soon as Ruoxue spoke, a pretty maidservant immediately came over.

"Miss, it's all because of this young master that he went through the Crown Gate and went up to the eighth floor, which has attracted a lot of criticism. It's not just the seventh floor, but now the lower floors are also in an uproar."

Ruoxue snorted coldly.

"Hmph, what are they all criticizing?"

The young girl responded angrily.

"Their young master is a gigolo, and the 'Mian' gate is exclusively for gigolos at the Flower Language Pavilion. No wonder so many people can't get in; it's because they're not gigolos. And they say... and they say..."

"What else can you say?"

"They even said our Flower Language Pavilion is all show and no substance, what a load of rubbish about 'selling art but not sex,' and that all the courtesans are harlots, putting on a high-minded act while secretly keeping gigolos,"

Xiao Xingchen listened quietly. He caught a few key words: Isn't a brothel a place for prostitution? Aren't what others are saying all true?

Could it be that all these girls come from respectable families? This idea is somewhat unbelievable. He understands the principle of "one is influenced by one's surroundings," and in his view, the so-called "selling art but not one's body" is just a matter of not getting the right price. If the price is right, what can't be sold?

"Outrageous! Do they have a death wish?" Ruoxue's face turned cold. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a huge roar coming from the seventh floor.

The group looked over at the same time and saw a huge sphere blasted through seven layers, falling towards the ground level along the hollowed-out central area. A roar still lingered in the air.

"Zhan Wuqing, you dare to hit me? You're asking for death!"

With a thunderous roar, the sphere crashed to the ground, creating a large crater, silencing the entire Flower Language Building.

It's not that no one has ever caused trouble at Huayu Tower, but someone kicking a guest off the seventh floor is unprecedented.

The people on the lower floors were already speechless with shock, but when they saw clearly who had been kicked down, they were even more stunned.

It's simply because the person who was kicked off was too charismatic; everyone in Yong'an knows him. A prince was kicked off the Flower Language Pavilion—who on earth is so audacious?

Gasps of cold air rose from the floors, and people realized that today was going to be exciting.

Not only did someone cause a ruckus at the Flower Language Pavilion, but they even kicked the Fourth Prince away. This was the Fourth Prince, a prince who didn't fight or compete and only sought pleasure, and whose popularity was boundless. This kick really shocked everyone.

Even Ruoxue was startled, and Xiao Xingchen became even more interested. Everything that had happened today truly defied common sense; it seemed there was more to the story.

"Who's causing trouble?"

Ruoxue's face was filled with coldness. At this moment, Xiao Xingchen actually felt the killing intent emanating from Ruoxue. Only then did he realize that she was no ordinary woman.

"The son of the War General, Zhan Wuqing," the maid replied solemnly.

"It's him?" Ruoxue was surprised again, then looked back at the seventh floor.

Among the crowd on the seventh floor, several people were sitting together. These people were all dressed in close-fitting clothes with swords at their waists, while the royal family members were squeezed into a corner.

The young man in the very center was none other than Zhan Wuqing.

"Damn, awesome! Anyone who didn't know better would think the Great Qian Dynasty belonged to the Zhan family. I'm impressed."

Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. He had seen impressive people before, but since meeting the Zhan family, the word "impressive" had been redefined. This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he had seen such an impressive family as the Zhan family.

"Snow Maiden, what do we do now?"

The maid completely ignored Xiao Xingchen's presence and instead asked about Ruoxue.

"Don't rush, wait a moment. That's the Fourth Prince. He won't let this go so easily. Do you know why the Fourth Prince came here today? He usually doesn't appear at Huayu Tower at this time, and Consort Lan wouldn't allow it either."

The maid glanced helplessly at Xiao Xingchen again, which startled Xiao Xingchen. He then asked uncertainly,

"because I?"

The maid nodded.

"This young master came to Huayu Tower with Zheng Youqian, and then he entered through the Mianzi Gate. Zheng Youqian thought we would do something to him, so he quickly went to call for reinforcements, and that's how he brought the Fourth Prince. I heard that the Eldest Princess and the Sixth Prince are already on their way here."

"And Ye Yunfeng from the Prime Minister's residence, and Lin Ze from the Lin family are probably already outside the building,"

Ruoxue's lips twitched, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, she kicked Xiao Xingchen over, angrily shouting,

"You're such a jinx, how come you always manage to cause trouble wherever you go?"

Although he was unconscious, Ruoxue's kick was quite powerful. Xiao Xingchen, who had been eagerly craning his neck to watch the commotion, was kicked so hard that he was sent flying, his head making intimate contact with the window with a loud thud.

"Damn it, what does that have to do with me? I had no idea I was so popular!"

Xiao Xingchen wanted to cry. What did this have to do with me? I was just too immobile to move, otherwise I would have definitely kicked him back.