Chapter 58
Feng Jiao Xue and Liang Feng walked out of the guild building empty handed but satisfied. As they saw cultivators and mages walks amongst them, it was clear that the auction house made a fruitful decision in holding it at the base of those who would trully need what they are offering up for auction.
Liang Feng could not helped feeling indictively happy seeing his brother forced fed such lose. When they saw each other at the stairs, he cheerfully waved at his brother in greeting while the third prince could only wish to chew both of their heads off. The imperial family may appear united and harmonious but if there’s anything the imperial household holds in abandunt more than gold, its intrigue and in fighting.
"Where to next, Xiao Xue?" He askes, a light skip in his step.
"Have any idea where I can get a weapon?" Feng Jiao Xue asked before pausing, her gaze flickering to the peopl discreetly following them. "Or where we can... accomodate out guests?"
"Guests?" Liang Feng asked before nodding in understanding. "There’s a ’private’ place I know near here. Shall I invite others?"
Feng Jiao Xue thought about it. "Are you well enough to ’entertain’ them?"
Liang Feng’s eyes flashed a dangerous glint before nodding. "Yeah, it has been a while since I took care of my ’guests’ personally but I still have enough ’manners’ to ’entertain’ them"
Feng Jiao Xue and Liang Feng shared a look before moving away from the crowed and into a secluded alley.
The damped floor reaked of horrid stench, the smell of a rotting rodents filling their nostrils. The trash cans carelessly overflowing with trash.
Liang Feng frowned as he looked around. "I didn’t know that the empire has such places..." he mumbles.
"Didn’t you know about this place?" Feng Jiao Xue asks as she put a hand on her skirt’s pocket, materialising her senbon needles.