C7 (2/2)
”Then I'm very satisfied. You don't need to die. Put on your clothes and go.” As Ye Mo Han spoke, he moved to the side.
”I can't leave even if I die.” The woman's voice was choked with sobs.
”Why?”
”Because those who serve the guests in the Drunken Moon Restaurant are all virgins. If the woman is still a virgin after the guests have left, then she and her family will all be killed.”
Ye Jianhan had never had any sympathy for others since he was young. He would not care what others thought in front of him. This was something his grandfather had taught him. Ye Mo Han glanced sideways at the clean set of clothes on the bedside and immediately jumped up. He dressed very quickly, and by the time the woman could react, Ye Mo Han had already opened the door and walked out.
He was on the third floor, and the entire building was circular in shape. The corridor was three feet wide, and there were more than forty rooms on each floor of the third and second floors. The interior of the building was abnormally dark, with only the second floor visible from the third floor. Just as Ye Mo Han was about to head to the first floor, the light suddenly lit up. In addition to the hundreds of lamps in the corridor, there was also a huge glazed lamp in the center. Suddenly, a light filled the entire Drunken Moon Restaurant. On the first floor, a dozen pairs of eyes were focused on Ye Mo Han. At the end of the long table sat a masked man. His torch-like eyes were also fixed on Ye Mo Han. It was obvious that the masked man was the one in charge here.
Ye Mo Han jumped down from the third floor and landed in front of the masked men. He glanced around and found that other than the Third Aunt Liu and the man serving the wine, the others were drinking tea in the teahouse.
”Our best girl here. How is it? Satisfied?” Third Aunt Liu looked at the Ye Mo Han who jumped down, her face filled with the smile of a bawd.
Ye Wen stretched lazily and joked, ”Third Aunt Liu is indeed the wife of the Zuiyue Pavilion. She knows what kind of person I need.”
”This is the Drunken Moon Restaurant, not a brothel.” The masked man sitting across from Ye Chonglou said in a hoarse and low voice. His mask was brightly colored, like a giant spider's strange smile. It made him seem even more eerie and terrifying. Third Aunt Liu was smiling, but when she heard the masked man's words, she immediately changed from joy to fear. Clearly, Third Aunt Liu was very afraid of the masked man.
Seeing Third Aunt Liu's expression, Ye Mo knew that his guess was correct. This masked man was the boss of the Drunken Moon Restaurant, so he said to the masked man, ”The Drunken Moon Tower only receives one guest a month. When a guest is satisfied here, they should at least do something in return, right?”
The masked man praised and said, ”You are too straightforward, Lord Ye. This is actually the Black Cloaked Sect.”
Ye Mo Han couldn't help but be taken aback. The three words' Wu Yi Sect 'was enough to change the expression of anyone who heard about it. The founder was a descendant of Xie An, originally a small sect.
Third Aunt Liu pointed at the masked man respectfully and said to Ye Mo Han: ”Young Master Ye, this is the current leader of our Black Cloaked Sect.”
”I didn't expect that I would be able to reach the most secretive organization just by walking around by myself.” Ye Mo Han looked at his feet in approval.
”Wrong.” Xie Feipeng said, ”The Wu Yi Sect has a total of three hundred and twenty-four secret bases in the north and south of the river. Even if you can't enter this place, you will still go somewhere else.”
”So you're saying that Black Cloth Sect has been targeting me since a long time ago?”
”That's right.”
There were a total of eleven people on the first floor of the Drunken Moon Restaurant. Ye Mo Han and Xie Feipeng sat face to face with each other. Third Aunt Liu and the others stood quietly by the long table and slightly nodded their heads. They were extremely respectful towards Xie Feipeng. Although Ye Mo Han was curious as to why the Black Cloth Sect had set their eyes on him, he did not plan to ask because he knew that Xie Feipeng would say so himself.
After a long silence, Xie Feipeng opened his mouth and said, ”The Wu Yi Sect absorbs new members every month. The method to absorb new members is to first examine a person and then let him enter the restaurant that opens once a month and receives one guest at a time. The guest is a man and when he falls drunk, there will be a beautiful lady accompanying him; when it is a woman, a handsome man will accompany her and after a night, when the customer is satisfied, he will voluntarily join us.”
”What if I'm satisfied and don't join?”
Xie Feipeng laughed coldly like he was crying like a ghost, ”If others are not satisfied, they will die. But if Lord Ye is not satisfied, I will not force him.”
”Then I won't disturb you any further.” As Xie Feipeng said this, Ye Mo Han stood up and prepared to leave.
Xie Feipeng gestured to Third Aunt Liu and Third Aunt Liu shouted, ”Hold it.” Both hands as a hook straight to the cold leaf after the heart.
Ye Mo Han slightly frowned and without even looking back, he casually extended his right hand and grabbed Third Aunt Liu's wrist. With a ”kacha” sound, the wrist was broken. Third Aunt Liu's face was deathly pale and she did not dare to make a sound.