Chapter 33 Jade-like Mister (2/2)

Because of that, Shen Lian's name was carved deeply in the Jianghu. Although he was not actively touring around, he was definitely not someone people want to mess with.

The man in green killed many but yet people still wanted to provoke him.

Shen Lian had never killed and yet people would try to avoid inciting him.

This showed that fierceness was not the only fear-inducing factor.

An Renjie may be born in the Green Bamboo sect but he was a bigger brat than Shen Lian.

When he realized An Inn was more comfortable than home, he stopped going home.

In his own words, he said, ”my place feels like a dog's nest compared to the inn's Tian Zhi room”. Of course, his father An Wanli was not aware of such statement. He would not be sitting here in peace if his father heard it from his mouth.

If it was not for the hefty cost of one thousand silver per day, Xu Hong might not even leave the inn.

Xu Hong tried to bargain for a fairer price but Shen Lian laughed and insisted to not reduce, as this was a special price for him.

”If I were you, I wouldn't toy with this pair of legs.” Shen Lian said with a low voice but it was too late for An Renjie to hear it.

The owner of this pair of legs had spoken. She took slow steps backward and closed the door. Every single movement seems indescribable yet seductive.

She may be beyond thirty years of age but her eyes were crystal clear and she had an air of playfulness to her. Even girls around the age of 16-18 could not match that.

The silk scarf across the women's neck covered her clean bright skin. In this cold winter, her dressing seemed lazy and it reminded people of spring in full bloom.

”Who is the boss here?” She asked with a hint of a smile as if there was a ray of sunrise beaming through her tulle robe.

A woman like that should not appear in such a cold season. She belonged in the spring when it was warm and the flowers were blooming.

”I am the boss here. How can I help you? We are out of rooms but if you don't mind, you can stay in my room.” An Renjie swiftly maneuvered around to the woman. He looked like an awkward rabbit, as he was not very skillful with his Qing Gong.

If he were as passionate as that with his martial art training, he would have been stronger than his father An Wanli.

That showed that having sheer talent was not sufficient in personal development.

”You're not the owner”.

”How am I not?” An Renjie looked at her bare feet and felt a sudden dash of hunger. That was strange because he just ate.

”Because I knew that the boss here is Mister Yu and not Mister Zhu.” Her voice sounded pleasant but it was not soft and gentle like the first glee of a yellow warbler.

It felt more like a stream of water hitting on a rock during spring, crisp and clear.

”Mister Yu” was in fact, Shen Lian. It was a nickname given by the people of Jianghu to describe Shen Lian's jade-like gentleman behavior.

”Girl, you're being funny. My family name is not Zhu neither is there any Mister Yu here.” An Renjie who was not well informed of the happenings in Jianghu and thus was not aware of Shen Lian's nickname.

An Wanli knew about Shen Lian's background and that was exactly why he was fine with his son hanging around with him. At least this good-for-nothing son did something right for once.

”I meant 'zhu' as in 'zhu rou', the pork, and not the 'zhu' from 'zhu sha', cinnabar .” the woman said sweetly.

Her voice was not loud but anyone in the lounge with ears would have heard her.

Everyone laughed, Shen Lian too was entertained.