After Liu Mang and his party inquired about the location of Guanjian Tower, they walked straight there.
Everyone had just visited Wanci Square, where there were all kinds of porcelain, pottery, stoneware, bowls, basins, cups, cans, bottles, boxes, colorful, monochromatic, smooth and cracked, all of which were dazzling.
Everyone except Qi Quan bought several sets and packed them in floral cloth bags given by Wan Ci Fang.
Liu Mang didn't know how to carry it himself, and Qi Quan didn't buy it and didn't need to carry it. Ban Yang suddenly had an urgent need to urinate when he went out, so he had to let the bearded Lin Hanlin carry it.
He followed the crowd with a bitter look on his face, glaring at Ban Yang angrily from time to time.
After a while, they saw a tall dark red tower with five floors.
Liu Mang and the others walked closer, only to find a row of guards in blue robes and swords outside the tower gate.
Seeing Liu Mang and the others approaching, one of the guards asked: "Who is coming?"
Liu Mang said: "Liu Mang."
Seeing that Liu Mang's words were unclear, the guard had no choice but to continue asking: "Who is this?"
"Golden Tiger Gang."
Several guards looked at each other in confusion. They had never heard of what kind of sect the Golden Tiger Gang was. Moreover, the name did not sound like a sect, but more like the name of a low-level gang.
"Do you have the sect documents granted by the Imperial City Secretary?"
Liu Mang frowned, and Ban Yang asked, "Only people from the sect can enter here?"
Seeing that Liu Mang and his party were not members of the sect, the guard said proudly: "My young master has booked the entire Guanjian Tower. Only members of the sect are qualified to come in. Come back in a few days!"
Hearing this, Liu Mang and others had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Unexpectedly, before walking a few steps, I heard a voice saying, "Young hero, please stay."
Liu Mang turned around and saw a man wearing black chainmail and half a black mask walking out of the tower.
He cupped his fists and said, "My lady, please come up and have a chat."
Then he told the guard: "They are friends of the Wanyue Merchant Guild."
The guard hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to offend the Yueying Guard, who was famous all over the world, and let Liu Mang and others in.
Following the Yueying Guards, Liu Mang and others went straight to the fifth floor. After they arrived, the entire fifth floor fell silent for an instant.
Liu Mang glanced around and found that he was surrounded by boys and girls of about the same age as him, wearing brocade clothes of different colors and styles. There were about seventy or eighty of them.
Some are full of qi and blood, some have bright eyes, and some have breaths as deep as the sea.
Many of them were seen on the ship last time, such as Wang Yuanjian, Zhou Lingyi, Zhang Xinye and others.
Liu Mang's expression remained normal, and along with Ban Yang and Lin Hanlin who were a little nervous, he nodded towards Fang Qingtang who was standing by the window not far away, and then he casually found an empty table in the corner and sat down.
At this time, someone said: "Mr. Zhang, you have introduced us every time someone came before. Why is there no movement this time?"
Zhang Xinye, the man in green shirt, smiled and said: "This is Fang Xianzi's friend. Of course Fang Xianzi should introduce him."
Everyone looked at Fang Qingtang. Fang Qingtang was about to speak, but was interrupted by another female voice:
"This is Liu Mang, the leader of the Golden Tiger Clan. You must be careful and don't neglect him."
Zhou Lingyi changed into pink clothes at this time, sat at the table and mocked, completely ignoring the slightly reproachful look from Wang Yuanjian opposite him.
"Golden Tiger Gang?"
"What kind of sect is this? I've never heard of it. Brother Liu, you are well-informed..."
"No, no, don't ask me, I haven't heard of it either."
Everyone was talking about it, but almost no one knew the origin of the Golden Tiger Gang.
At this time, a man wearing black clothes and pants with gold patterns sneered: "The Golden Tiger Gang, could it be that gang from the outer city of Jiangcheng that makes a living by transporting goods by water?"
This person was Fan Haowen, a disciple of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau. His words were full of disdain for the Golden Tiger Gang, and he did not hide it at all.
"Senior brother, be careful what you say." A girl next to him with her hair tied in a bun and red lips and white teeth couldn't help but pull his sleeve.
But everyone present already knew the origins of Liu Mang and others, many people frowned, and a few even showed disgust in their eyes.
"What kind of cat and dog can come in?" A young man in yellow clothes with white paint on his face sneered. There was a blood-colored crow painted on the chest of his clothes, which was the young master of Blood Crow Castle.
"Hmph, if it weren't for Fairy Fang's sake, I would have driven them away!" Another black-faced man said wildly. There was a golden sun embroidered on the back of his silver robe, which looked quite shining. It was the big sun.
A disciple of the Japanese Gate.
"Forget it, don't scare people, and let them learn something." One person advised kindly. His gray coat looked ordinary, but the weapon in his hand was rather strange, a silver curved hook.
He put it on the table casually.
Weird voices kept coming, but Liu Mang drank his wine calmly.
He looked at the other three people. Ban Yang was sweating profusely, Lin Hanlin's face was red, and even Qi Quan was drinking silently with his head down.
"Master Liu, why don't we go down?" Lin Hanlin, the bearded man, couldn't stand the pressure and whispered to Liu Mang.
However, everyone present has martial arts skills. Although Lin Hanlin's voice is low, who can't hear it?
Suddenly there were several more sneers, making Lin Hanlin's face turn even redder.
At this time, Liu Mang drank all the wine in the bowl and was thinking about how to speak. He originally wanted to say this: The world slanders me, bullies me, humiliates me, laughs at me, underestimates me, despises me, scolds me, and lies to me.
How to deal with Hu? Just tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you can take care of him.
But I felt that it was too timid to say this, so I said, "Hanlin, do you know what an embroidered pillow is?"
Although Lin Hanlin was a little panicked at this time, he still had the ability to cooperate: "I don't know, what is that?"
"The surface is embroidered with flowers in pink, black gold, yellow, silver, gray and other colors. It looks gorgeous and intimidating, but it actually has a bunch of straw stuffed inside, so it's called an embroidered pillow."
Every time Liu Mang mentioned a color, he looked at the person wearing clothes of that color, the person who had just mocked them.
The naked provocation was heard by everyone present.
Everyone's expressions changed, especially those who were named by Liu Mang about the color of their clothes. They became furious.
Snapped!
One person couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up, cursing: "How dare you mud-legged people be so rampant!"
This person is none other than the white-faced Master of Blood Crow Castle.
Liu Mang asked: "Who are you?"
"Du Ziteng, the young master of Blood Crow Castle!"
"Have not heard."
"Hmph, my family has been granted a royal title by the imperial court, and it has been passed down to nine generations now. How can it be compared to a white body like yours?"
"Doesn't that mean that your ancestors ten generations ago were also white? It seems that your ancestors ten generations ago and I are on the same level." Liu Mang said sarcastically.
‘Pfft’, the girl with tied hair in Zhenyuan Escort Agency couldn’t help laughing.
Seeing everyone looking at her, she covered her mouth in embarrassment.
But it wasn't just her, many people present had their mouths wide open. Even Fang Qingtang's eyes turned into crescents at this time.
Seeing this, Du Ziteng's pale face suddenly turned into the color of pig liver.