[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 28

Chapter 28: Uproar in the Xue Star Tower

After the Hour of the Horse (11 am – 1 pm) arrived, the Xue Star Tower was already fully seated. Although the guests were extremely disappointed when the news came out that the Music Star Mu Ruo would not appear, the Opera Star on the stage had excellent kung fu, so they watched with relish and didn’t pursue the matter further.

“In the gentle breeze, the fragrance of wine is strong, the sound of swords turning before the door is leisurely. Beside the long street, the brushwood gate is half-closed, a solitary oriole sings loudly passing through the courtyard…” Hearing the Opera Star singing loudly on the stage, Xue Wuluo stood under the stairs in the main hall, scanning the surroundings.

The shop girls were busy serving dishes. By the counter, Xue Duanhun counted silver taels and put them into the wooden drawer. A Guardian Star nearby paced slowly along the wall, looking towards the vermilion main gate—

A group of young men in long robes filed in. Wearing identical robes of pure white and sky blue, the hems of their robes were embroidered with mountain patterns in fine silver thread, and the cuffs with auspicious clouds in gold thread. They wore pure silver hair crowns on their heads.

The Guardian Stars in the main hall immediately focused their attention, watching those disciples of the orthodox sect. Xue Wuluo watched quietly as those disciples were received by the shop girls. The eight of them sat at two square tables respectively, looking at the Opera Star on the high stage.

Xue Duanhun glanced at them, then lowered her head to flick the abacus.

“Third Senior Brother, look at this Xue Star Tower in Hanfeng Town. It really lives up to its reputation,” a simple and honest-looking male disciple laughed. “The opera singing on stage is really good.”

“You can’t see the face of the opera singer. If a Music Star who shows off her singing voice takes the stage, you’ll be able to see,” another male disciple with a pointed chin revealed a wicked smile. “Fifth Junior Brother, then you’ll know if this Xue Star Tower lives up to its reputation.”

A handsome young man with red lips and white teeth picked up the teacup on the table, examined the tea in the cup, and smiled slightly. “Junior Brothers, we didn’t come here this time to indulge in pleasure.”

“Second Senior Brother—look!” The male disciple addressed as “Third Senior Brother” lit up and raised his pointed chin towards the upstairs.

The handsome young man raised his eyes slowly. His calm face suddenly showed a strange expression of being stunned by the beauty upstairs.

Standing at the railing on the second floor, Mu Ruo held a pink satin handkerchief in her hand and smiled downstairs. “Wuluo!”

Xue Wuluo looked up and met Mu Ruo’s eyes.

Mu Ruo wore a black and red outfit today. The pitch-black wide-sleeved long gown slid down like flowing clouds, the fabric gleaming darkly. The skirt alternated between black and red, embroidered with pink peonies, infinitely glorious. A black and gold belt was tied around her waist, outlining her figure perfectly.

She broke into a moving smile and walked slowly down the stairs, hearing the calls of the guests in the main hall.

“Maiden Mu Ruo!”

“Why isn’t Maiden Mu Ruo singing today?”

“Can Maiden Mu Ruo perform a song? I’ll give you the golden flower today!”

“Yes, Maiden Mu Ruo is peerless in elegance. Not seeing you for a day makes my heart completely empty!”

Mu Ruo walked to Xue Wuluo’s side with a smile, curtsied gently to the guests, and said gently, “Mu Ruo has been feeling unwell recently, please forgive me, brothers and sisters. Eat and drink well in the Xue Star Tower. Mu Ruo will leave first.”

Xue Wuluo subconsciously followed her steps and whispered, “Where are you going?”

“Guess. If you guess right, I’ll buy you clothes,” Mu Ruo laughed.

“—Maiden Mu Ruo!” A table of guests near the vermilion main gate had drunk a lot of wine. They raised their wine jars towards Mu Ruo, who was walking near them. “Maiden Mu Ruo, do us the honor and have a drink with us brothers!”

Xue Wuluo blocked Mu Ruo unobtrusively, eliciting a few dissatisfied clicks of the tongue. Just as Mu Ruo was about to speak, the honest-looking male disciple had already stood up and shouted loudly, “In broad daylight, how can you molest a common woman?”

“You stinking Taoist, what nonsense are you talking about!” the drunk guest cursed. “One look and I can tell you’re a hillbilly turtle from the deep mountains who hasn’t been to the Central Plains, a turtle Taoist who hasn’t seen the world. Has your old turtle Taoist come? Let this young master see him quickly and take a good piss on her!”

“Presumptuous!” The pointed-chin male disciple also stood up and shouted angrily. “How dare you speak rudely about our master! If we brothers didn’t have important matters to attend to, do you think you could still walk out the door?!”

“Third Junior Brother, Fifth Junior Brother, sit down,” the handsome young man said steadily. “We martial artists shouldn’t bicker with common people.”

“Hehe, shrinking turtle Taoists. What important matters do you have? As Taoists coming to this Xue Star Tower for pleasure, are you still Taoists?” The man stood up unsteadily and spat in their direction. “Seeing Maiden Mu Ruo, I’m afraid you can’t wait to break your vows right here, hahaha!”

Mu Ruo was already dragging Xue Wuluo towards the outside, but although the man swayed, his movements were fast. Carrying the wine jar, he rushed directly to the door, blocking their way, and grinned. “Maiden Mu Ruo, please don’t leave. Watch how this brother deals with these turtle Taoists.”

Mu Ruo smiled slightly. “I don’t like Taoists.”

The guest was overjoyed. “That’s right! Not a single Taoist is a good thing, especially the old turtle Taoist and the little turtle Taoists of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect—”

Xue Wuluo was startled. It turned out this guest knew the origin of this group of disciples. She looked at Mu Ruo. Mu Ruo stood motionless, staring quietly at the guest who seemed to be drunk but actually had clear eyes.

This guest was a regular at the Xue Star Tower. His hair was only a few inches long, looking like it had grown out after being completely shaved. Before, he always liked to tease the women on stage with a sentence or two, but without malice. Seeing these Taoists today, however, he was full of hostility, opening his mouth to curse them soundly, very comfortably.

A cold light flashed in the handsome young man’s eyes. His long sword suddenly unsheathed. His figure flashed between several tables, the sword light pressing straight towards the man carrying the wine jar!

The man swayed casually with the wine jar, and the handsome young man’s sword edge passed by his side. How could Xue Wuluo watch guests fighting in the Xue Star Tower? She stepped forward directly to stop them.

The man continued to pour wine. The wine in the jar was already empty, so he casually threw it at the handsome young man. “This Guardian Star maiden, step aside. Let this brother have a good encounter with him!”

Just as the other Guardian Stars were about to rush up, Xue Duanhun raised her hand to signal them to stop. They stopped, puzzled.

Xue Duanhun walked out of the counter, looking at the handsome young man and the provocative man who threw the wine jar. The man didn’t even have a sword. He casually picked up two chopsticks from the table and fought with the disciple of the Blue Wind Mountain Sect. Xue Wuluo couldn’t even intervene.

Those wooden chopsticks actually easily hit the male disciple’s sword body, even deflecting its direction. Some of the guests were people of the Jianghu, so naturally they cheered loudly!

“Senior Brother, I’ll come help you!” The Fifth Junior Brother shouted and was about to rush over. Xue Wuluo leaped over the square table, blocking in front of him to prevent the situation from worsening.

The Third Junior Brother shouted, “Your Xue Star Tower is a black shop (shady establishment)! Actually helping this man who provoked us first, it’s simply intolerable bullying! Junior Brothers—”

Before his voice fell, the other five disciples at the square table all drew their swords!