I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 727: Chapter Twenty-One: The True · Goodbye and Encounter

Take dining as an example. With his extremely keen taste buds, the food, which was carefully cooked by top chefs using high-quality ingredients, seemed full of errors and mishaps to him.

He could not only detect the original earthy and bloody taste in the beast meat, but was also able to sense the mixed flavors in the soup.

As he chewed, millions of flavors turned into information flowing into his brain. There was no pleasure in eating anymore.

The same applied to his vision. When a woman of unusual beauty came into Tang Luo’s sight, his overpowering visual system seemed to dissect the human body into slices. All the minor asymmetries were magnified in his line of sight. The statement that no one could withstand close scrutiny was deeply understood by Tang Luo when his eyesight had reached such an extreme degree.

Being keen to the extreme did not necessarily bring happiness. To Tang Luo, being insensitive was often easier to achieve happiness and satisfaction than being sensitive.

At least after suppressing his six senses, the food that came into his mouth tasted delicious.

After sweeping through the food on the table like a gust of wind, Tang Luo wiped his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief, intending to go see the troupe leader of the exotic performers on the west floor.

Once Xiling was prosperous, but located on the edge of Longzhou, the majority of visitors were merchants. Things like exotic performing troupes were only known to him through books. It was rare to see them in person, so he was indeed intrigued.

After all, performing tricks in front of martial artists was technically much more superior to dancing showgirls moving their bodies.

But before he could leave the room, he heard some commotion downstairs. The originally noisy bar area had suddenly fallen silent. Even the musicians had stopped playing.

The customers on the second and third floors all sensed this inexplicable atmosphere. Some of those around the periphery stretched their heads out to see what was going on. Once they caught a glimpse of the group of Kunwu arbitrators in their black uniforms, they quickly withdrew their heads back in.

With the arrival of two teams of arbitrators, the joyful atmosphere of the Spring Fragrance Pavilion was completely lost. All the guests on the first floor stood obediently in the dance pool, not daring to move. Even the courtesans turned into dignified ladies with solemn faces.

Making a living in Kunwu County was actually quite simple, as long as one follows a set of laws. And the arbitrator is the embodiment of these laws, so whenever a group of arbitrators appears, it means someone is in for bad luck.

The clever innkeeper walked out with a mournful face. Although he had known that he would definitely be retaliated against by that arbitrator, he had not expected him to come so quickly.

And it was surely unnecessary for him to deploy such a powerful force to deal with a small innkeeper like him.

The nervous innkeeper approached the stern-faced arbitrator and pleaded in a trembling voice, “Si..sir, I..I…I come to surrender. Please be lenient with me.”

The innkeeper’s sudden confession caught the attention of others in the line, making the stern-faced arbitrator’s face even darker. He couldn’t understand how there could be such a foolish innkeeper.

Even if he did bear a grudge, he wouldn’t bring in two teams to make trouble at the Spring Fragrance Pavilion. He was not insane!

Waving his hand to push the innkeeper, who was blocking the way, aside, the arbitrator grumbled, “This time, the Saint Child is here to meet his friend, and it has nothing to do with the Spring Fragrance Pavilion. Just continue the music and dance, don’t ruin the Saint Child’s mood!”

As the arbitrator made his remarks, the customers in the hall finally reacted. So many arbitrators were visiting the little Spring Fragrance Pavilion, not because of some notoriety but to act as guards for the Saint Child.

No wonder the arbitrators were standing in two lines. The customers understood, then their necks elongated, anticipating eagerly.

After all, this generation’s Saint Child was called Little Saint King Bu Xiao, who was at least a future owner of a Martial Saint Mountain. They might only see such a person when he was young. So, every customer did not want to miss the opportunity. It seemed that a mere glance at him was enough to boast about in the future.

The solemn arbitrators stood in two lines as a tall and upright young man appeared at the end of the line. Walking calmly in the middle of the road, his purple hair hanging messily yet orderly behind him. His handsome features looked like those of a celestial being, and just a glance from afar made people unconsciously bow their heads, feeling inferior. Even the courtesans of the Spring Fragrance Pavilion felt their breath hitch at the sight of Bu Xiao’s face.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

People are naturally attracted to beauty. This kind of handsome man, if any ordinary woman were to look at him, she might have already named their future children in her heart.

Bu Xiao had experienced too many of these gazes in his lifetime. In Kunwu County, not to mention, under the halo of Martial Saint Mountain, he could feel envy, infatuation, and reverence in everyone’s eyes.

But in those years when he traveled around the world, he also experienced another side of the world, desire, jealousy, possession, destruction, and so on. To him, as long as a gaze didn’t carry hostility, he could mostly ignore it.

He sat down at a clean table, with two teams of arbitrators guarding in all directions, as if he was just an ordinary guest with a higher status.

But the guests inside the building didn’t dare to think so. Even though the arbitrators had said everything should remain the same, they were still extremely cautious.

After all, most of the people who could spend money at the Spring Fragrance Pavilion were influential and well-known family figures, and the arbitrators were the administrators of Kunwu County.

Networking was indispensable in daily life. Even the least promising sons would at least be brought to the Arbitration Office to make themselves familiar, at least when they got into trouble, the arbitrators could show mercy.

Seeing the innkeeper, whom they usually called uncle, standing respectfully next to the Saint Child’s table, those sons, who had originally come here for pleasure, were now standing obediently on the outer edge. They dared not disobey.

Not to mention them, even the musicians on the stage had their strings snapped and chords miss-tuned several times. One can only imagine how much pressure Bu Xiao’s presence had put on the Spring Fragrance Pavilion.

Those courtesans who were usually good at flattering were now awkwardly silent. One by one, they were more innocent than the daughters of noble families, making an effort to keep their legs together and standing politely beside the guests.

What was supposed to be a lively place turned into a bizarre stand-up drill ground. Everyone’s face was fixed with the most flattering smile they could muster, but they dared not cast a glance at the Saint Child, Bu Xiao.

The so-called diversity of all beings was nothing more than the true self that appeared in the face of power. It was really ugly.

Tang Luo, standing by the window, watched the musician’s string break for the third time and shook his head helplessly. He decided to go to the west building to watch the exotic performance as soon as possible. At least the atmosphere there wouldn’t be so tense.

Truth be told, he was a bit surprised. Seeing this direct Martial Saint Mountain disciple again after six years, the man had already become a figure at the level of a Saint Child. With no concept of what the Martial Saint Mountain was, Tang Luo subconsciously compared him with Xu Laoying.

Who was stronger, and who was weaker, he wouldn’t know without a fight. But purely from the outside appearance of demeanor and attractiveness, this Bu Xiao blew Xu Laoying out of the water by more than a dozen streets. After all, a man with peach blossom eyes, looked really not serious.