Chapter 407: Dragon Tongue Orchids (1/2)

Blacksnake Residence was boisterous and it was the most flourishing island of East Sea with numerous merchant ships coming and going. This place had a variety of unique buildings, good wines and delicacies with lingering taste and red-light district that could make people enjoy themselves so much as to forget to go home, but the most bustling place was still vast Blacksnake Mansion which auctioned all kinds of treasures. Just in terms of scale, it was far bigger than Treasure Gathering House of Cyan Sand Island.

In the early morning, when some people were still sleeping, the auction of Blacksnake Mansion would already start.

Unlike most auctions, Blacksnake Mansion generally chose to auction in the morning instead of the evening. Many people would leave hastily early in the morning to take a boat and leave after the auction because compared to Cyan Sand Island, the public security of this place was clearly much worse. Especially at night, all kinds of bad characters were active. If someone knew that you were carrying a huge sum of money or carrying some kind of treasures, then you might suddenly die anywhere at any time. According to the rumor, some criminals were under Blacksnake Mansion of Blacksnake Clan, so, even if everything was known perfectly, they could only suffer losses in silence.

Early in the morning, Blacksnake Mansion welcomed an honored guest. Blacksnake noble son Mei Chuanfeng who always held himself aloft in Blacksnake Residence came along with a large group of bodyguards just as in the past. But, what amazed everyone was, there were two people wearing black robe and a big bamboo hat walking in the front of this group. Their face couldn’t be seen, but from their build, one could determine that one was a man and the other was a woman. And always arrogant Mei Chuanfeng was strangely walking behind these two people with a respectful face.

Who were these two black robed people? What kind of background did they two have for Mei Chuanfeng to be so respectful?

Could it be that they were great elders of Blacksnake Clan that guarded Blacksnake Villa? Or, the patriarch of Blacksnake Clan who was confined to bed for many years because of qi deviation?

People were shocked, but they didn’t dare to comment. Only after this group of people walked far away, everyone began to make remarks in succession, guessing the identities of those two black robed people.

“In the virtuous room, serve the best tea, they are the honored guests of this noble son, if there is the slightest bit of neglect, then…… humph!”

Mei Chuanfeng coldly instructed and personally led Ghost King Dusen and Redline Lady Chu Hongniang to the largest compartment of Blacksnake Mansion. And soon after that, servants served a steaming hot tea with fear and trepidation. There was a small maid who seemed to be less than 15-years-old among the servants. She was so nervous that she staggered and dropped the serving tray with teacups to the ground, and some drops of hot tea splatter on Chu Hongniang.

The eyes of Ghost King Dusen shone with pallid light, but before he took action, Mei Chuanfeng jumped up and ferociously slapped this small maid as he shouted, “Where did this sl*t come from? Guards, drag out and behead her for me!”

Mei Chuanfeng flew into a rage. Who was Chu Hongniang now? She however was the inverse scale of Ghost King Dusen. And if this Ghost King was angered now, then let alone seizing the throne of patriarch, he might not even able to keep his little life!

“Stop, it’s just a few drops of tea, I am fine, let her go!”

Chu Hongniang coldly shouted, stopping the personal guards of Mei Chuanfeng.

At this moment, although Ghost King Dusen had untied the rope tied around her, she didn’t know what means he used but her cultivation was sealed. In addition, her hands and legs felt weak, just walking was hard enough, it was impossible to run away. And thinking that she might be captured by this Ghost King for the rest of her life, she involuntarily gave up all hopes, and she thought to commit suicide by biting off her tongue, but again recalling her missing husband Bai Rulong and her daughter, she gritted her teeth and persisted, longing for a miracle.

“Thank you, madam.”

That small maid bowed to Chu Hoangniang and rushed over to clean the fragments on the ground.

“No need to clean, just leave!”