C21 (2/2)

”Yes, sister.” Peach Blossom replied.

Then, Liu Ruyan turned her head, ”It's not early yet, Ruyan has already prepared food. As for the investigation, we will take a rest for the night. ”

Jiang Shuo looked out of the window and saw the sun setting in the west. Red clouds covered the sky, and it was already dusk.

He had gotten up early in the morning to cultivate and had been busy up till now. Although he had eaten a little at the Hundred Blossom Gate, he still felt a little hungry after Liu Ruyan had mentioned it.

As the lord of the first floor, Liu Ruyan was busy with all sorts of things, so she did not accompany him. Liu Ruyan was afraid that she would feel awkward sitting at the same table as the disciples of Meng Hong Lou, so she arranged a room for the two of them. It was quiet and peaceful.

After dinner, the two returned to their living quarters, which was the room Peach Blossom took them to at the beginning.

Sun Daoming very much hated Jiang Shuo, but he couldn't touch him. With the two of them living in the same house, if anything were to happen to Jiang Shuo, it would definitely be his responsibility. Jiang Shuo still had injuries, and he was afraid that he would be known for taking advantage of the situation.

”I have equal opportunities with him. With my talent and intelligence, I'll definitely be able to outdo him in this matter. At that time, are you still afraid that Lady Wu Yu won't see me?” Having made up his mind, Sun Daoming glanced at Jiang Shuo, acting as if the adults don't care about the small people, and left the house to practice.

Tiger you don't have a dog son. Under Sun Man's tutelage, Sun Daoming's martial arts skills were solid, and his moves were awe-inspiring. Coupled with Sun Daoming's elegant and unrestrained appearance, he only attracted praises from the Dream Red Chamber disciples.

Listening to the noise outside the window, Jiang Shuo began to practice. His wrist was clamped between two thick wooden planks, and layers of white cloth had been pulled up on top of it, preventing him from moving. Jiang Shuo could only hold his ground. Although Sun Man was biased against Jiang Shuo, he had some sense in describing the basics of martial arts.

Jiang Shuo had experienced a lot of training since he was young. Although his physical fitness was strong, he had never gone through a systematic martial arts practice, and he had never come into contact with profound inner strength before. What he needed to do now was to slowly practice and study from scratch, improving his martial arts as soon as possible.

After practicing for a while, the sweating Sun Daoming returned to the house.

He was in a good mood after getting the attention of the other beautiful disciples. He looked coldly at Jiang Shuo. ”I didn't haggle with you because of the presence of others on the school field. Don't think that I can't beat you.”

Sun Daoming had to admit that Jiang Shuo was stronger than him, but in the field of martial arts, strength didn't just depend on strength.

Jiang Shuo looked straight at Sun Daoming, and after a while moved his eyes away and went to bed.

In his eyes, Sun Daoming was nothing more than a hot-headed youngster who liked to show off.

”You … ”Humph!” Sun Daoming went straight to the point, rolling onto the bed.

Jiang Shuo was still thinking about the day when Sun Man had taught him the moves of the Black Tiger Fist. Suddenly, a gong sounded outside, mixed with a loud shout, ”Not good, there's been a fire!”, ”Someone come, someone come quickly!”

Jiang Shuo looked up and saw that in the dark night, there was a faint red light shining on the window paper. His face suddenly changed and he had a bad idea.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out. A fire lit up in the corner of Dreamburg. Black smoke billowed upwards, obscuring the stars in the night sky.

”That direction... ”This is bad!”

Jiang Shuo knew that he was in trouble and followed the stream of people. Sure enough, the fire was in the warehouse where the bodies were kept.

The warehouse had already been reduced to a sea of fire. The leaping flames illuminated more than half of the purple dome. The disciples of the Dream Red House kept coming back and forth with buckets and wooden basins. However, it was like a cup of water and a cart of firewood; it was completely useless.

”This is …” Jiang Shuo sniffed, his eyes suddenly narrowing, ”The smell of burning oil.”

Clearly someone had set fire to the body to destroy it, which undoubtedly confirmed that there was a bigger hidden cat that had not been discovered. Thinking of this, Jiang Shuo was burning with anxiety and hurried to help.

While searching for something to hold water in the nearby yard, Jiang Shuo bumped into a small piece of wood. The wooden board fell down, revealing a black shadow hiding inside. Seemingly lacking in confidence, the black shadow flew out and leapt onto the wall.

Jiang Shuo's pupils shrank, shouting, ”Who is it!”