Thinking of this, Shan Sichen turned his head and silently blended into the crowd, heading toward the Brewing Pavilion.
At a turn of the corner, two people blocked his path, one hand from each of them.
"Get out of the way!"
Shan Sichen let out a furious roar, slapping away with a palm strike on each side.
It's been a long time since I've taken action, don't they think I've lost my touch!
The two who blocked the way clearly did not expect Shan Sichen to have such skills.
Caught off guard and unable to dodge in time, they were hit.
"Stop talking! Hurry and chase!"
Watching the receding figure of Shan Sichen, the faces of the demon blockers turned unsightly.
Fleeing Shan Sichen did not hear the conversation of the two people; he had already fled far. Although he repelled the blockers, he did not let his guard down; instead, he tensed up more.
For unknown reasons, on the streets, some faces he had never seen before, and some slightly familiar old faces, all seemed to be watching him move, intentionally or unintentionally.
For a moment, Shan Sichen even doubted if he was going mad, suspecting everyone looked like they were out to kill him.
How can this be! How can this be! Who on earth is after my life! Recently, I haven't offended anyone! Even if it was that petty official, I've just offended him; how could he have time to deal with me, there must be others who want my life!
Shan Sichen kept changing direction, continuously running. Fortunately, the Brewing Pavilion ahead was getting closer and closer.
Just need to reach the Brewing Pavilion, just need to get to that place...
Unsure whether it was fixation or luck.
When Shan Sichen came to his senses, he had already rushed to the entrance of the Brewing Pavilion. Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
Looking back, the few figures chasing him were already lost in the crowd.
Shan Sichen gasped for breath, feeling like he had just narrowly escaped death.
Looking inside, it was indeed bustling with activity.
Shan Sichen wanted to spot an acquaintance inside, but found none.
Someone like him, a lowly figure in the Foolish Underworld, who only gained status by clinging to the Bai Family's Bai Kang, would be considered lowly even among servants, let alone known to others.
The guard stopped the person.
"Two sirs, I am a servant of the Bai Family, under Lord Bai Kang."
A servant of the Bai Family?
The two guards at the door flipped through the records and quickly found Bai Kang's name in the Bai Family list.
But Bai Kang had already entered with his servants.
So this newcomer, who claimed to be a servant of Bai Kang, who knows what his story is.
The two guards, eyes filled with suspicion.
"Two big brothers, please be accommodating. Even just sending a message would do, Lord Bai Kang will want to see me!"
The guards hesitated.
At this moment, Shan Sichen quietly slipped some Silver Tael to one of them.
The guard weighed the Silver Tael, exchanged a glance with his companion, turned his head and accepted the payment without changing his expression, and walked inside.
The Brewing Pavilion, a full ten stories high.
The first to third floors are for servants to rest temporarily.
The fourth to seventh floors are assigned seating based on family status, fame, age, and overall circumstances.
But in actuality, it's not so strict.
Apart from the beginning, where one could only stay on their assigned floor, later, as long as one didn't try to go up to the last three floors, the offspring of the Five Great Families could move freely among the other floors.
Of course, those who care about their image would stay on the higher floors they belonged to and would not bother going down to have fun.
Take Hei Ao for example, who is now sitting on the seventh floor of the Brewing Pavilion, his eyes closed as if in meditation, motionless.
Just then, a hand slammed onto the table in front of him.
In an instant, the room fell silent.
The reason being, the one at whose table the hand slapped, the third young master of the Hei Family, Hei Ao!
Given Hei Ao's temperament, it would be very possible for him to leap up from the table and tear the offender to pieces right then and there!
But strangely, the normally volatile Hei Ao now appeared somewhat calm and composed.
He lifted his eyelids.
Hei Ao's gaze followed the pair of slender, delicate white female arms to see the face of the person who had slapped the table, and then, he slowly opened his mouth.
"Luo Lü, what do you want?"