Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze

Chapter 381 - 192: Living in the Present (Request for Monthly Votes)

The two major espionage organizations of the imperial court and the largest intelligence organization of the martial arts community, like bulls stabbed in the rear, let out a bellow and charged, mobilizing full force to

Indeed, he had not established any faction.

But he himself had already become one of the great powers in the world!

...

"Pure suit, concealed kong blooms!"

Yang Ge slapped the one-dot tile on the table handsomely, laughing merrily, "Full hand, sixty coins from everyone!"

"What?"

"You must have cheated!"

"Boss is awesome!"

Xiao Baoqi and the others at the table, shocked by the one-dot tile in his hand, wished they could overturn his tiles to check if he was bluffing!

This lucky bloke can play a pure suit too?

Even Zhao Cha, who was keenly watching from a distance, couldn’t help but move behind Yang Ge, counting the tiles in his hand.

"Jealous, sheer jealousy!"

Yang Ge waved his hand proudly, "I have fully grasped the ultimate secret of Mahjong, watch how I wipe you all out next!"

"Ha! "

"Tsch!"

Xiao Baoqi and the rogue scoffed together.

The flea kept his head down, not daring to speak.

Tinily, a swordsman wearing a hat and carrying a long sword arrived at the inn’s door.

Walking into the Yuelai Inn with his sword on his back, having looked around the front hall, his gaze instantly fixed on Li Qing sitting to the right of the door and he smiled, "Master Li, you are indeed here!"

The indifferent patrons of the inn cast a glance toward the door... Since Li Qing came to Yuelai Inn, numerous swordsmen had come to challenge him, easily a hundred if not eighty, and they had become indifferent.

Perhaps this is what happens when you bully the kind-ones.

Plainly, Yang Ge, the supreme leader in the inn was seldom challenged; to be exact, none except Li Qing ever did.

Not even dissenting murmurs were heard by the patrons of the inn.

Rather it was Li Qing, the amiable salted fish, who kept himself busy like a professional practice partner.

If he hesitated a bit, various provocative comments such as "undeserved reputation" and "fishing for fame" would surge forth.

However, the swordsman who arrived today seemed different...

While playing Mahjong at the same table with Yang Ge, Xiao Baoqi turned to glance, dropping his tiles in shock, and yelled, "Damn, Yan Bufan!"

"Eight circles, won, pure suit pairs, forty coins!"

"You also won with eight circles? Then I’ve won too! Pure suit hitting on eight circles plus an extra kong, fifty coins!"

The rogue and the flea simultaneously pushed their hands, smiling mischievously at Xiao Baoqi.

Xiao Baoqi, looking baffled, examined all their hands, exclaimed, "No way, a pure suit from all three in one hand?"

Yang Ge, looking interestedly toward the door at the rugged swordsman slowly taking off his hat, asked, "Xiao, is this your senior brother?"

This fellow is an expelled disciple from Mount Hua… expelled for secretly mastering martial arts from another sect.

Xiao Baoqi curled his lips, "By the time of entry, he joined after me, but because his martial arts were superior, he is hailed as the senior brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cha, standing behind Yang Ge, instantly smelled a juicy story and casually inquired, "Is it because you resented him being the senior brother that you went and learned martial arts from other sects?"