Silent inn.

The shopkeeper's figure appeared outside the door of Li Beifeng's room.

He stood at the door, seemingly hesitant.

At this time, the room door slowly opened.

Li Beifeng walked out, glanced at the shopkeeper, and asked strangely: "Shopkeeper, why are you here?"

"Uncle..."

The shopkeeper hesitated to speak, and his eyes were slightly complicated: "Uncle, do you know the woman in white from before?"

Seeing the face of the shopkeeper, Li Beifeng quickly realized what was going on.

He nodded slightly: "Yes, she is my friend!"

The shopkeeper was relieved and breathed a deep sigh of relief: "That's good...then it's okay..."

The pressure the woman in white put on him was too great, and her strength was even more unfathomable.

The huge Jianghu Inn is surrounded by countless security experts.

However, it was as if she was in a no-man's land, and the guards didn't notice at all.

Such strength is rare in the world.

Now that he knew from Li Beifeng that the other party was not an enemy, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, it's okay, just rest!"

The shopkeeper turned and left.

Li Beifeng stood there for a while, squinting his eyes slightly and looking outside.

It's late at night now.

The noisy sounds outside gradually disappeared, and the streets gradually became deserted.

Li Beifeng turned around and went downstairs.

The hall was quiet and there was no one around.

Except...a certain waiter in the corner who looked uneasy.

At this moment, he was looking at Li Beifeng with complicated eyes.

"You, come here!"

Li Beifeng raised his hand towards him.

The waiter trembled slightly, moved his steps uneasily, and slowly walked to Li Beifeng.

"Aunt, uncle..."

"You have forgotten what I told you before?" Li Beifeng squinted his eyes slightly.

"Uncle, I..."

The waiter's face turned pale.

How did my uncle tell him?

Of course he remembers!

However, not only did he forget his uncle's instructions, he even decisively told the lady the news of his uncle's return...

At this moment, when he saw Li Beifeng coming to question him, he suddenly became frightened.

Could it be that my uncle is here to settle a score with him?

My uncle isn’t going to...want to kill himself, is he?

"Um?"

Li Beifeng squinted his eyes: "How did you do it?"

"I……"

The waiter was shaking so hard that he finally admitted it.

"Uncle, I was wrong. I betrayed you. I deserve to die. Uncle, I was wrong..."

Li Beifeng: "..."

Looking at the waiter who had explained everything in front of him, Li Beifeng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed.

He originally just wanted to ask this guy why he didn't notify him in advance that Shen Qingning was coming, but the result was good.

This guy actually confessed that he was the one who betrayed him?

Was he the one who lured the Japanese... Shen Qingning to him?

"So, you betrayed me?"

The waiter trembled: "Uncle, I..."

"Come on, come over here and let's have a nice chat!" Li Beifeng waved to the waiter.

The waiter shook his head repeatedly: "Uncle, I don't want..."

Li Beifeng sneered: "It's not up to you!"

…

There were almost no pedestrians on the empty streets.

Most of the shops were closed, but only the bustling area a few streets away was still brightly lit.

Two streets apart, there are two worlds.

From time to time, officers and soldiers from the county and city guards patrolled by, adding a bit of solemnity and tension to the night atmosphere.

Not far away, the most prosperous area is Qingxiang Building.

As the most famous brothel in the county, the girls in Qingxianglou are famous for their beauty, unique temperament and talents.

Especially the oiran girl from Qingxiang Tower, I heard she is even more outstanding.

Not only is she beautiful and unique in temperament, but she also has a sweet voice and a good personality. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, making her one of the best in the world.

Therefore, it attracted countless dignitaries to come and spend a lot of money just to catch a glimpse of her beauty.

As a result, Qingxianglou has become a leading enterprise in the brothel industry.

It has to be said that the brothel industry in this era was very severely involved compared to later generations.

A brothel girl must not only be beautiful and elegant, but also must be talented and capable of all kinds of martial arts in order to earn a living.

Unlike in future generations hundreds of thousands of years later, you can make money just by lying in bed...

The fierce competition in the industry has also successfully made Qingxianglou famous.

Even though the night is already dark, Qingxiang Tower is still bustling with activity.

There were butterflies and butterflies at the door, and from inside came the laughter of all kinds of giggling and old clients...

Not far outside the door, there were many girls from Qingxianglou walking around outside to get some fresh air.

Opposite Qingxiang Building is a teahouse.

The teahouse is not closed yet.

At this time, there were many men sitting in a certain corner of the teahouse.

They looked at the Qingxiang Building opposite, with a look of envy in their eyes.

"These women from Qingxiang Tower are really more exciting than the others..."

"When I get rich next time, I must play with them and throw the money in the face of the madam, so that she will look down on me for not having money last time..."

"That's right, if you want to play, just play the big one... just play with their oiran, how exciting..."

"..."

As soon as this voice came out, everyone else stopped.

Turning back, his eyes were focused on the young man who appeared next to him at an unknown time.

"You...why do you look at me like this?"

The young man said strangely.

"Boy, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Want to play Ruyilou's Oiran? Are you afraid you haven't woken up yet?"

The young man asked strangely: "What? Isn't it possible?"

"Are you talking nonsense? Who doesn't know that the oiran girl in Ruyi Tower is a prostitute but not a prostitute?"

The big man curled his lips: "How many powerful people want to see the oiran girl but they have to see if she is free, let alone have something happen with the oiran girl... You'd better give up on this idea!"

The young man seemed to have some disbelief in evil. He said calmly: "We are all women from a dusty land. Is there any distinction between high and low? What is called selling one's art but not one's body? Such words are probably just to deceive you laymen...
To be continued...