Chapter 104: Stark Naked

Supreme Edge of Martial Arts Rogues of Renown 4006 words 2026-03-27 05:16:51

After a brief sigh, Leng Tian turned and headed toward the city. As he walked, he glanced at the flowers and grasses on either side of the road, their petals sealed beneath a thin layer of ice. A playful impulse welled up within him; bending down, he plucked a small red flower, holding it in his hand and feeling its chill. A faint trace of nostalgia flickered across his face.

His steps quickened slightly, his figure seeming to blur as if teleporting. Before long, he arrived at the foot of the city. Gazing at the imposing fortress, built entirely of stone, he entered without expression.

Inside, he treaded on the inch-thick snow blanketing the ground, each step accompanied by a crisp crunch. This city bore the same name as the island it stood on: Flame City. Several main streets crisscrossed through it, lined with countless houses and towering pavilions. The aroma of wine and savory dishes wafted enticingly from the taverns and eateries flanking the roads.

Leng Tian did not venture deeper into the city but instead chose a tavern by the street to inquire about the route to Fenglan. Previously, he had been so absorbed by the quest for the Mermaid’s Tears that he had entirely forgotten to ask Alisa how to reach Fenglan.

He selected an establishment called the Guest Welcome Inn. Drawing aside the cotton wind curtain at the entrance, he stepped inside, immediately greeted by the clamor of lively conversations. A faint frown crept onto his brow as his eyes scanned the crowded interior. All the tables were taken except one, occupied by a sickly-looking scholar-type male.

Just as Leng Tian was about to leave, an enthusiastic waiter blocked his path, smiling broadly. "Sir, don’t bother looking for seats elsewhere. The sudden cold snap has packed all the taverns in the city. Please make do here—I’ll set you up with a nice, well-lit table. How does that sound?"

Leng Tian smiled lightly at the waiter’s earnestness. “Alright, arrange a seat for me. Bring out a few of your specialty dishes and a pot of your finest wine.”

“Right away, sir, please follow me...” The waiter led Leng Tian to the table by the window—the very one occupied by the ailing youth.

Leng Tian slid back his cloak and sat down, politely addressing the youth. “Brother, I hope you don’t mind sharing this table; the place is packed.”

The sickly youth remained focused on his food, shoveling bite after bite into his mouth as if he hadn’t eaten for days. Leng Tian, seeing no response, fell silent and listened to the patrons’ chatter around him. Yet, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a thin trickle of fresh blood seeping from the youth’s left arm.

A flicker of concern crossed Leng Tian’s mind. “He’s injured…” Just as he was about to speak, the waiter interrupted, placing dishes and a pot of wine on the table. “Sir, these are our specialties, and this wine is a local treasure.”

“Alright, you may leave me be.” Leng Tian dismissed him, pouring himself a cup and sampling the fish-based dishes. Each had a distinct flavor, whetting his appetite further despite their common sea-fish origin.

Just as he was enjoying his meal, a sudden commotion broke out. Three figures—a woman in green accompanied by two pale, muscular men wielding large broadswords—stormed into the tavern. The woman’s sharp voice cut through the noise, and upon seeing her, Leng Tian felt a wave of aversion.

They scanned the room, their gaze settling on the sickly youth.

“Li Dongqing, you’ve made yourself easy to find! You seem quite comfortable here, eating and drinking as if preparing to serve me once you’ve recovered. Ha!” the woman sneered, her heavy makeup flaking from her face, but her beauty still undeniable. Her figure was voluptuous, and her smile carried a wild, unsettling charm.

“Hu Cuishan, shut up! I’ve devoted my life to mastering formations and made some progress in martial arts. Do you even remember the oath you swore to me? And what have you done now?” Li Dongqing suddenly stood, slamming his bowl onto the floor in fury.

The woman laughed coldly. “Oh, so you can talk back now? Aren’t you a bit too spirited? Say, is this gentleman your friend? Why don’t you both come with me? Maybe I’ll be in a good mood and grant you some favors.” Her tone was mocking and seductive.

Leng Tian raised an eyebrow but ignored her, continuing to drink and eat.

“Hu Cuishan, what blind foolishness made me marry you? You’re nothing but a heartless beast in human form. From now on, we’re done—you leave, I won’t go back with you!” Li Dongqing’s face twisted with rage, pointing a trembling finger at her, shouting hysterically, “Get lost! We are strangers from now on!”

Hu Cuishan’s smile turned icy as she ordered her men, “You two, fetch the master back to the mansion. Don’t let him cause a scene here!”

She then turned to Leng Tian, her eyes gleaming with a provocative light. “And you, sir, come with me too. Behave, and I promise you’ll enjoy yourself. Take him back as well!”

Since her arrival, the tavern had fallen utterly silent. The patrons averted their eyes, fearful of Hu Cuishan.

Leng Tian remained calm, having finished his meal and wiped his mouth. Hearing her words, he simply smiled and stood to leave.

“Don’t move, brat,” one of Hu Cuishan’s men suddenly lunged forward, pressing a hand on Leng Tian’s shoulder. A surge of true energy emitted from his palm, attempting to suppress the energy within Leng Tian’s body.

The man’s plan was clear: since Leng Tian was Li Dongqing’s friend, his cultivation must be formidable. Still, underestimating him would prove costly.

Leng Tian smiled faintly and addressed Hu Cuishan. “Listen carefully. I don’t know him. I was merely resting here and having a meal. Settle your family affairs yourselves. I have urgent matters—do not block my path!”

“Foolish brat, you’re asking for death!” The man pressed harder and threw a punch at Leng Tian’s face.

Leng Tian sighed inwardly, lamenting how even a meal brought trouble. Seeing the fist coming, he resolved to respond.

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