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Cheng Li Postscript 7

As a rich family, there were plenty of rich ones who didn't mind eating all kinds of meat. As a doctor, Rong Li had also prescribed medicine for the girls in the brothel. There was a market for those who liked things, as well as women's businesses and men's businesses.

However, what the Cat's Hall was, Rong Li really didn't know.

The servant scratched his head. He still felt that the young noble had misunderstood Young Master Zhong. However, he wasn't following behind Young Master Zhong and only knew the guard assigned to him by the Emperor. He wasn't sure about the young lord's true nature, but he was indeed a felon.

"Then should we go with them?" the attendant asked.

If he had to tell Rong Li that he did not want to follow him, what would Zhong Ziyu do if he went? Visit?

But more importantly, the Emperor asking him for his help was already something that he had to do. Zhong Ziyu could take his time at such a critical juncture and end the lives of the victims …

He ignored it, but he couldn't do it.

"Go." Rong Li said irritably.

An hour later, Rong Li chased them to the so-called Cat's Hall. The place had no signboard, no main entrance, and was built into a large house at the end of an alley. The door to the house was ajar, and a red lantern hung outside.

The two men were tall and thick, and looked like thugs.

The servant looked around and was about to tell the crown prince that he could climb over the wall from the outside when he saw the pure and white crown prince walk straight towards him.

The attendants were shocked and quickly followed him.

At the door, the two thugs stopped smoking and stared at the two of them menacingly.

The attendants were already prepared to start a fight.

The crown prince raised an eyebrow, a look of displeasure appearing on his handsome face as he scolded, "Get out of my way!"

The two thugs were shocked by his sudden change in attitude and restrained their actions. Instead, they looked at each other and cautiously asked, "Young Master is …"

"You don't even recognize me? New guy? " The crown prince seemed dissatisfied as he threw out two taels of silver, "Are you still not going to lead the way?"

After the two thugs received the bounty, they were intimidated by the arrogant attitude of this little gongzi. They were afraid that he was some kind of important guest, so they could only half-believe in his words and step aside.

The Crown Prince passed between the two of them, asking as he walked, "What good stuff have you got recently?"

Hearing these words, the guard in the thug's eyes dissipated. He smiled obscenely and introduced happily, "I've recently sent two young juniors from far away for tutoring. If this one likes them, I'll call them over for you?"

The Crown Prince scoffed. He wasn't attracted to it and said harshly, "What's so interesting about something that is taught by someone else? Is there anything new about it?"

The thug didn't doubt him at all this time: "Yes yes yes, please come this way."

As the three walked further and further away, the attendants behind them were stunned.

What is the Crown Prince doing?!

Why was he so skilled!

Jung Li was not proficient, but he had never eaten pork, had never seen a pig run before? He had already said that he had seen the girl in the brothel, so how could he not know what the brothel customers looked like?

The two thugs brought Rong Li into one of the rooms. As they passed through the corridor, Rong Li pricked his ears and listened to the sounds coming from the other rooms. Very quickly, he heard a familiar voice coming from one of the rooms.

He made up his mind. He pointed to the box and said, "I want this one."

The thug replied, "Master, we already have a guest in this room."

The crown prince was infuriated. "I say we do!" As he spoke, he retrieved a silver note from his robes and casually threw it to the thug, "Throw him out."

The thug looked at the amount on the banknote and was so scared that he did not dare to hesitate. He quickly ordered his companions to knock on the door.

When his companion knocked on the door, the door was quickly opened and a middle-aged man in disheveled clothes came out from inside.

"What for?" Deng Tu asked in annoyance.

Rong Li glanced at the middle aged man, he did not recognize him, but he clearly heard Zhong Ziyu's voice from inside the room.

Rong Li then looked through the door. Deng Tu noticed his gaze and hurriedly blocked the door with his body. His eyes were already filled with hostility. "What are you guys doing?!"

The thug's explanation was kind. As he spoke, a problem occurred with the bed in the room. He asked the honored guest to change into a better one if there was anything wrong with it.

Deng Tu was about to burst into laughter: "You want me to change rooms now?"

He might even get beaten if he kicked him out now, but the little gongzi was too generous with his money. Even if he offended the customer and got fired from the cat shop, they wouldn't have to worry about their livelihood for the next year or so. As the saying goes, money can make a difference, but the fighters don't care.

Duntu was so angry that he asked the thug to call the boss.

The thug did not dare to disturb his boss. He was very hesitant.

He had always been sure that Zhong Ziyu was in this very room, but they had been causing a ruckus outside for so long, yet Zhong Ziyu had not come out to take a look. This made Rong Li suspicious, but now, the sound of the porcelain shattering was like a signal, making him realize that something had happened inside the room.

Rong Li once again acted like a foppish young lord. He directly stretched out his hand and pushed the middle-aged man on the shoulder, saying, "What are you nagging about? This Master Fang wants it!"

As he spoke, he actually charged in.

The two thugs saw that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Deng Tu got angry and went to catch Rong Li.

Without batting an eye, Rong Li dodged the attack and saw the scene inside the room.

The other person had been stripped to his undergarments and his face was flushed, but he was placed on the bed and was struggling weakly.

The person on the ground had an exotic appearance. He must be the well-trained brother that the thug had mentioned. As for the one on the bed, he was a bit old, but had an astonishingly pretty face.

The two of them must have been drunk with spring wine, looking like they were at the mercy of others.

"Get out!" Duntu grabbed Jonglei by the shoulder and tried to throw him out.

However, after breaking the table a few times, without even trying to break the thin young man's legs, Deng Tu started to feel uneasy. At the same time, the young man suddenly turned around, his eyes were filled with loathing and he coldly glared at him.

The two thugs and attendants standing outside looked at each other in dismay.

The attendants stopped the two thugs and said: "My master likes this room. Since the owner won't let you go, then let's go together."

The thug felt that something was amiss. The situation just now didn't seem as though they were going to fight with the four of them, but rather, it seemed as though they were going to fight with them at any moment...

The servant glanced at the silver notes in the guard's hand: "You may leave. My master doesn't like to be disturbed."

The two thugs held onto their silver taels tightly. They didn't dare to say anything else and directly took the money to run away.

After the two of them left, the servant heard a few muffled groans and a pleading voice: "Don't, don't fight anymore … … Ahhh, help, help... "Save me …"

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