The situation was a complete mess inside. How miserable the fate of the three buddies was. They had to make an escape for themselves. But still, there were two drunkards waiting for them to come to a rescue.
Huang Guiren had long gone crazy from his own anxiety. Hence, prince Rong had no choice but to take responsibility for both of the drunkards. Now all he had to do was- first....kick his brother, Ming Junjie, out of the window. Second.... keep those unruly hands of his little Qing away from his eyes.
The first mission had smoothly completed. The prince Junjie landed onto the ground very safely. As expected of his elder brother, the foolish prince let himself fall on his back, protecting that slutty sword. Ming Rong just couldn't get it. What sorts of techniques did this inanimate sword even use to seduce his icy elder brother that he had to be overly obsessive about it this much?
Anyway, except for the fact that his brother was currently performing the annoying hero-saved-the beauty play, everything was completely fine and alright.
"No one can leave a scratch on my baby.....no one!
Not even you, Ming Rong
Arghhhh.... my back... "
Now that one drunkard was kicked out of the room, Huang Guiren had his lunatic mode turned back "off" already. Thanks to Prince Rong, they managed to get that sozzled prince out. So there was only one thing left for Huang Guiren to accomplish- get the hell out of this room.
Putting his leg on the frame of the window, Huang Guiren gazed down. The window was just above the ground at a height of no more than twelve feet. And of course, with the help of his high cultivation, this height was nothing worthy mentioning.
"Tsk... that prince is being infatuated with his sword for real. Earlier, I thought it was just some exaggeration. "
Huang Guiren jumped down immediately after uttering those words, leaving his drunk buddy, Li Qing, in the hands of a prince and a beauty.
The smart prince who thought his buddy would be as light as a feather at first now found himself in a situation of dealing with a monkey.
Yep. His hunch was right. His little Qing weighted even lighter than air. Only his playful hands, which just kept poking his face and pulling his hair from behind, were the real problem. He was neither a horse nor a toy. Nonetheless, this little buddy appeared to be seeing him as one right now.
Things were still endurable, that was, up until the point when those mischievous hands covered his eyes, blocking his very eyesight. Now prince Rong found himself being in a situation of wrestling with a brain teaser. How to be a blind man... how to walk with your eyes closed whilst giving a monkey a piggyback ride.
Meanwhile, oblivious to them, the two figures were still awaiting their response from the outside of the room. The clever manager who didn't hear any response got his customers' intention right away. His customers didn't want this young man to come in.
" Boy, are you sure you know them? "
Giving off an air like a master who had come to catch his cheating disciples, Zhang Long Wei folded his arms before replying with a smirk.
"Do you think this kind of reaction is normal if they really don't know me?"
To be honest, the demon himself couldn't comprehend why the crew in the room were behaving like this. At first, he just intended on checking this room by pretending to get the wrong person. The youth simply wanted to clear his doubts over how this unknown girl or maybe a prostitute could recognize his headband.
And if only it was just a matter of recognizing the headband, Zhang Long wei would not be this intrigued. The fact was, earlier, he clearly spotted dismay in those pretty eyes of the beauty and it made him have this urge to find out.
But now what's with this reaction?
Were they familiar with Li Zian or what? Even so, it wouldn't explain this odd condition.
What...they were afraid of Li Zian? Not even a kid wouldn't be convinced by this lame excuse. Li Zian was such a naive and quiet boy. How could there be someone in the world who was scared of him?
Or could it be just that they were diciples of Jianyu sect? Then, what about that purple girl who was messing in this group of males?
The possibility of her being a prostitute got higher.
Still, it was hard to believe how an entire group of seniors got frightened by a junior like him. As much as Zhang Long Wei hated to use his brain, he simply decided to find everything out with his own eyes.
The impatient youth seeing no reaction from the guys inside, stretched his shoulders before taking a step back. No matter how he looked at this, the crew was apparently planning for an escape silently. As to his instincts, they might have been already making their move. If he didn't take action right now, Zhang Long Wei knew it would be too late to chase them after.
" Catch this." Something was tossed in his way when the manager heard the youth's sudden command. He caught it on impulse. The man was yet to take a look but he knew what it was right at the instant he caught that thing. It was a coin pouch and the amount inside seemed to be not some little cash.
"What is this for, young lad?"
" It's for your broken door, of course"
The youth raised one of his brow with that smug expression on his face before tilting his head in the door's direction. The word " Wait!" was yet to come out from the manager when the wooden door to the room was broken into pieces. The youth made an unexpected move by kicking it into several broken fragments.
But the manager was even more surprised by the scene he witnessed in the room. There were only two young men and the miss left in here. The manager didn't know where his two other customers left to. Nevertheless, he could be worried less about this because of what the young lords here were doing.
These customers were attempting to jump down from the window. They didn't seemed to be the type who would run away just because their brothel's dishes were expensive. There must be some other reason and he knew it had something to do with this dangerous youth he brought. But no matter what, this manner of the lords here was beyond understanding.
" Wait, young master! You're going to break it. The window is so small. You two can't just get out it together. Young lord, please!"
But his words were pushed under the rug. Glancing at the purple headband on the head of the young man who was carrying a drunkard on the back, Zhang Long Wei confirmed his suspicions. So, they really were the disciples of Jianyu sect.
Prince Rong scolded himself for being inconsiderate. The game was for sect disciples only but he took permission from immortal Wang to participate. This renowned game was fun and amusing. The feeling was special and he liked it especially when he recalled that exciting moment from last year.
By then, Li Qing and the prince ran away together in the dead of the night with a chaser pursuing them. Though he was feeling regretted by now, the prince knew very well about his own silliness. Even if he were to be given another chance, Prince Rong would still choose to do the very same thing- he would still choose to participate in the game with his little Qing.