Chapter 109 - The Man in White Holding a Zhisu Umbrella
Chapter 109 of "Journey to the End of the Night" starts unfolding: Ye Lian smiled at the words and gracefully raised her arm to beckon the server,... Discover more!
Ye Lian smiled at the words and gracefully raised her arm to beckon the server, her voice clear and strangely out of place in the chaotic atmosphere, âServer, bring us a pot ofâŚ
âDaughterâs Red.'â
The server immediately gave a thumbs up, âMiss truly has exquisite taste.
In all of Xihai City, the âDaughterâs Redâ from our tavern is the most famous, so much so that even the Empress of Daze canât stop praising our wine.â
Soon, the âDaughterâs Redâ was brought over.
Just as the server had said, the most famous thing in Xihai City was indeed its fine wines, and among them, âDaughterâs Redâ was the most renowned.
In other places, âDaughterâs Redâ sold for ten silver pieces per jar, but here it cost a hundred per pot.
The price was indeed frighteningly high.
Ordinarily, such expensive âDaughterâs Redâ would see few local patrons willing to order it.
Yet now, in the main hall, nearly every table had ordered a pot of âDaughterâs Red.â
Ye Lian picked up an empty cup, poured the wine like flowing water, filling the cup but not hastening to drink.
Her slender fingers held the cup, bringing it to her nose for a gentle sniff.
She smiled, making a gesture that not only stunned the onlookers but also angered them.
With a twist of her wrist, she tilted the cup she was holding.
A cup of fine top-quality wine was thus wantonly spilled on the floor.
The tavernâs server immediately looked displeased, ââDaughterâs Redâ is hard to come by, miss.
If you arenât going to drink it, thereâs no need to waste it like this!â
What was more interesting was that her action had elicited angry looks from many people.
Jiachen, with a faint chuckle, picked up the wine pot, his fingers smoothly opening it; what he did next was even more outrageousâhe smashed the pot, breaking it into pieces, with the aroma of the wine filling the air.
This was outright sabotage.
Shi Guangâs steel blade that had been resting on the table was immediately drawn.
Jiachenâs lashes lowered, his gaze meaningfully falling upon the stain of wine on the floor, spoke in a leisurely tone, âServer, did you bring the wrong wine by any chance?â
The server laughed bitterly in anger, âIâve been selling âDaughterâs Redâ for a whole four years, how could I possibly mistake it?
If you have a problem, state it clearly, donât beat around the bush!â
âBut how come I smell not âDaughterâs Red,â but rather Floral Carving Wine?â Ye Lian slowly lifted her eyes, her expression mingling a smile with seriousness.
She wasnât looking at the server, but her gentle eyes seemed to be catching something through the void.
Eventually, her gaze slowly fixed in a certain direction, her mild expression dissipating, replaced by a hint of coldness that emerged.
The server was immediately taken aback, his face no longer showing any anger, instead, a trace of panic appeared.
Jiachen smiled slightly, âThe wine is good, but she and I are not accustomed to Floral Carving Wine; however, we are very interested in meeting this master brewer.â
âIf youâre unaccustomed, just say so.
Why smash the wine?
Moreover, wanting to meet the master brewer after such disrespect for othersâ hard work, how could you face the master brewer with any dignity!â
A stern female voice cut through the storm as all eyes turned, witnessing two young women walking through the rain.
Despite the fierce storm outside, neither of the women had a single drop of rain on them.
Instantly, everyone in the tavern, apart from Jiachen and Ye Lian, cast respectful and admiring glances at the two women.
This was because they wore the garments of disciples from the Lihe Immortal Sect.
The one who had spoken was particularly attractive, her eyes captivating yet containing a sharpness.
Jiachenâs gaze fixed, a trace of emotion flickering across his face before he quickly restrained it and smiled, âMay I know who the young lady is?â
The woman, with a Longsword named Seven Stars on her back and a Jade Ring on her thumbâsigns of considerable worthâresponded, âLihe Sect, Li Jiujiu.â
Ye Lianâs gaze swept over her, âThis is getting interestingâŚâ
Li Jiujiu frowned, âYou both seem well-spoken, but your actions are very uninteresting.â
Jiachen laughed, âWhat we did may have been uninteresting, but the events that are about to unfold will be even less so.â
These cryptic words deepened the frown on Li Jiujiuâs brow.
In the next moment, a ripping sound!
The sound of tearing flesh came unexpectedly.
Shi Guang clutched his arm, blood oozing profusely, his face a mix of horror and disbelief, âSanniang, what are you doing!â
The woman who had been quietly sitting there had now stood up, her eyes glowing eerily red.
With her neck twisted and her body contortedâan exceedingly difficult stance for mostâshe moved with surprising speed.
The blade in her hand cleaved through the air, creating a tearing wind that seemed to scream like a Fierce Ghost.
The sound was almost enough to burst oneâs eardrums as she ferociously slashed towards the unsteady Shi Guangâs neck.
Her blade moved swiftly like an Evil Ghost, and she was closest to the burly manâShi Guang had no way to escape or even time to draw his blade to defend.
Or perhaps he had never expected Sanniang to suddenly turn deadly against him.
Li Jiujiuâs gaze turned sharp as electricity, but it was too late to draw her sword to intervene.
In the blink of an eye, as Jiachen and Ye Lian exchanged amused smiles, unruffled by the concern, a crimson flame akin to blood, Lotus Fire, burst forth on the descending blade.
In a mere instant, the flame devoured the entire blade with terrifying speed, leaving Sanniang with nothing in her hands.
Her eyes ferocious, her posture twisted and mad, as if possessed by some fierce spirit, she continued her frenzied assault towards Shi Guang.
The sight caused the tavern patrons to scream in terror, each scrambling out of the tavern.
Shi Guang, meeting those viciously narrowed eyes, felt his legs buckle, wishing to flee but tripping over a stool, falling flat on his back.
As Sanniang, baring her ghastly teeth with sharpened fingertips, lunged forward, an invisible force suddenly and forcefully repelled her.
With a dull thud, her limbs twisted and fixed, as if bound by some unseen force, she smashed right at the feet of Jiachen and Ye Lian, her neck violently twisting but unable to move.
Meanwhile, more patrons frantically fled the tavern, even forgetting to open their umbrellas.
Among the chilling rain and the distant night, as a pair of white boots crossed the aged threshold, the scenery seemed to fade, becoming as silent as the void.
A faint yet lingering aroma of cold sandalwood slowly spread like ink spilled in tea, offering an otherworldly, subdued elegance.
Through the chaotic and panicked crowd, a woman holding an umbrella made her way, the pure white umbrella unadorned, resembling one used for funerals.
She moved through the jumbled, hurrying crowd yet touched no one, not even a corner of her robe.
A cool voice came from beneath the umbrella, evoking the image of a night-blooming cereusâbeautifully calm yet nearing its end.
âPlanning to watch the excitement for much longer?â
This statement was directed towards Jiachen and the others.
Li Jiujiu paused, and for some odd reason, the moment this woman entered the tavern, Li felt as though there was a gaze from beneath the umbrella briefly pausing on her.