Chapter 1139: Chapter 90: There’s an Extra Show Today

If it were in the past, Nanyun Qianye would definitely express with confidence that the Liusheng Dojo is powerful and well-grounded. With my sister and me here, the guests will never be wronged in the slightest.

But today, her Soul of the Warrior was shattered completely, and it hasn’t recovered yet.

So this time, she brought the real deal.

Although the Liusheng Dojo teaches Sword Dao, its disciples are not allowed to carry real weapons inside the dojo, only bamboo swords. After all, knives and swords are blind; a slight cut could ruin one’s appearance.

It’s also not allowed outside the dojo, because according to the Jianghu World’s rules in Tianmen City, iron weapons are not to be seen on the streets.

Generally, only when going back home or going on a training journey are they allowed to carry weapons. And to be honest, not everyone has the qualification to wield a sword.

For an average family girl going out to work, it’s decent enough to bring two changes of clothes. Who can afford a real sword? Unless you’re the only daughter of a Samurai family or like the Nanyun sisters, descendants of nobles with renowned masters teaching from a young age, only then could you have your own katana.

But honestly, even with a real weapon in hand, Nanyun Qianye didn’t have the slightest confidence she could withstand that man. She had already risked breaching dojo rules by warning the two wealthy young ladies who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.

But if they didn’t care, there’s nothing she could do.

According to the usual process, after a bath, one should watch a performance, then eat, drink, and play games to heat up the atmosphere, and then proceed to the next stage of deeper interaction.

These two young ladies didn’t care about that and immediately wanted a full-body treatment with care and massages.

They preferred meat to vegetables.

Of course, speaking candidly, among women, there’s not much fuss; no psychological preparation needed. As long as the doors are guarded so no outsiders enter, the rest isn’t a problem.

“Put some strength into it.”

“Okay, Young Master Mu, how about this?”

“Too light.”

Li Mumu lay on the soft couch with her eyes closed. Nanyun Qianye looked at her reddened fingers with an incredulous face.

Is it my hands that are soft?

Or is there something wrong with my technique?

She clearly looks like a delicate rich young lady, with skin that’s as smooth and fine as satin, breakable at a touch. And as a Swordsman herself, she’s developed calluses on her palms and was using fifty percent of her strength, yet the other party felt nothing?

Is this scientific?

“Qianhua-chan, you and your sister don’t eat enough regularly, do you?”

Shen Qingxi, just out of the steam room, looking as red as a shrimp, happily drank a sip of ice-cold milk and joked at Qianhua, who was massaging her feet: “I’d say you should stop practicing Sword Dao and start learning Judo. There’s no strength in your hands.”

Nanyun Qianhua’s face was red, with slight sweat on her forehead.

This was really humiliating.

This morning, they had been bloodily crushed by a guest without any ability to resist. In the evening, they were mocked by guests for lacking strength.

The sisters had their hearts broken, both feeling the urge to cut their fingers to apologize.

Qianhua was massaging her feet because the young girl who had accompanied Shen Qingxi in the sauna just now had already fainted.

This scoundrel, Shen Qingxi, directly called the proprietress and changed to two newcomers.

She specifically requested younger ones, too.

The two new girls, one fed milk, and the other fed fruit.

“What’s there to be shy about, all women here; why the embarrassment?”

Shen Qingxi bit a grape peeled by the blushing young girl between her fingers, licking the girl’s fingers in the process, causing the girl to let out a coquettish sound, making Shen Qingxi laugh evilly like a crow.

“Caw caw caw—”

“Enough with you.”

Li Mumu couldn’t bear to look at her.

Shen Qingxi is one of those outwardly pure but inwardly rotten women, who’s into anything, eats everything, meat or vegan, gender doesn’t matter.

“As a married woman, how can you understand the loneliness and misery of single women?”

Shen Qingxi pulled the little girl peeling grapes into her embrace, sighing: “A full man doesn’t know the hunger of a hungry man. Now you all don’t accompany me, and I’m so empty and lonely alone…”

No, we never played with you like that before.

“Um, Young Master Shen…”

The young girl who was forcibly cuddled whispered with a red face: “I’m not that kind of…”

“Speak Japanese.”

“Ah? Can you understand Japanese?”

“No, but there’s a beauty in not understanding, so I can bully you without a care in the world.”

“Yame…”

“Yes, yes, that’s the tone!”

Shen Qingxi laughed crow-like twice, then suddenly perked up her ears: “Did you guys hear that? What’s that commotion outside?”

Hmm?

Li Mumu squinted her eyes, tilting her ear to listen.

She too heard the faint hubbub outside the door.

“You have an Evil Object in here…”

“Please don’t joke like this, if there’s anything, you can talk about it tomorrow morning, it’s inconvenient to receive outside guests at night.”

“Can you take responsibility if something goes wrong?”

“Then from what position and standpoint are you asking us to be responsible?”

“Here’s my license…”

“You’re using a Federation document to enforce the law in the Ming Country?”

Not sure who was arguing with whom, two minutes later, the sound of a shakuhachi suddenly started wailing.

The Nanyun sisters’ expressions changed, immediately rising to grip their katanas and guarding the door.

“What happened?”

“The shakuhachi signals a warning, an outsider is challenging the dojo, no need to worry, we can handle it.”

Just as she spoke, there was a crackling of footsteps moving through the corridor outside.

Yagyu Junko, expressionless, led many swordsmen under her charge, streaming out from the inner hall.

Seeing Nanyun Qianye opening the shoji door and peering out, she sternly barked: “You sisters guard the gates strictly; do not leave this place lest the guests be frightened.”

Nanyun Qianye quickly nodded.

“What’s the situation?”

Shen Qingxi’s eyes gleamed: “Do you have this kind of extra program arranged?”

“It’s not an intentionally arranged program.”

Nanyun Qianye closed the door, explained quietly: “Please be at ease and rest here. If the commotion outside gets too loud, I’ll lead you out through the secret passage.”

“There’s a secret passage?”

Shen Qingxi got even more excited upon hearing this: “Is it right here in this room? Is it one of those secret passage chambers where you can hide and peek at the outside commotion?”

“It’s not, you’ve misunderstood.”

Nanyun Qianye quickly denied.

Joking aside, on one hand, to confidently assure guests’ privacy, and on the other hand set up secret passages to peek?

If exposed, it would ruin the Liusheng Dojo’s reputation, and it wouldn’t be something a mere apology could resolve.

Shen Qingxi didn’t listen to her explanation, stood up and looked around, her gaze finally settling on the tatami beneath her feet.

Nanyun Qianye helplessly said: “Young Master Shen, there really isn’t…”

Before she could finish, Shen Qingxi lifted the tatami at her feet, revealing the green bricks on the floor.

“See, I told you there wasn’t…”

Shen Qingxi pulled out an iron ruler from who knows where, inserted it directly into the gap between the green bricks, and pried one up.

Nanyun Qianye: “???”

“Tsk tsk, this place is deep with secrets.”

Shen Qingxi removed three floor tiles, revealing a black hole beneath, chilly wind whistling eerily.

She bent down to scoop a handful, picking up a handful of icy water.

Nanyun Qianye stared at Shen Qingxi in a daze, momentarily at a loss for words.

“Please don’t mess around, this is the floor heating channel of our dojo!”