Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

Liang Jin strolled onto the street. The glow of the evening gradually faded, and the night descended like a soft veil.

Faint footsteps came from behind. With his keen hearing, Liang Jin knew at once that it was Zhao Yiyi catching up.

Sure enough, Zhao Yiyi appeared before him, panting, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths.

A hint of shame was on her face, and her eyes were full of apology:

"Brother Liang..."

She lowered her head slightly, twisting the corner of her clothes nervously, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my family. I'm really sorry."

"I didn't expect them to say those things so suddenly..."

"But they certainly didn't mean any harm. They were just too concerned about me, so much so that their concern became chaotic, making them abrupt and rude."

Zhao Yiyi's voice was soft and sincere, with a hint of cautiousness.

Liang Jin looked at her, and he didn't have too high expectations for her words.

After all, on one side were family members who were thicker than water, and on the other side was a stranger he had only met once. It would be difficult for anyone to be absolutely fair. That's human nature.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

Liang Jin replied indifferently, his tone calm, without the slightest ripple.

"Why, do you want to take a walk with me?"

The intention of his words was to imply to Zhao Yiyi that it was getting late, and he was about to leave. If she was sensible, she should quickly refuse and then go home.

"Ah?"

Zhao Yiyi was stunned when she heard the words, and a trace of doubt flashed in her clear eyes.

But then, her cheeks quickly flushed red, like the sunset in the sky, beautiful and moving.

A look of entanglement and hesitation appeared on her face, as if she was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Liang Jin secretly thought something was wrong.

Could it be that this woman didn't hear the meaning of farewell in his words, but thought that he was planning to invite her for a walk?

Sure enough, Zhao Yiyi bit her lip, as if she had made a great determination:

"Okay... okay."

After saying this, she seemed to have unloaded the burden in her heart, and a relieved expression appeared on her face, and the previous entanglement disappeared instantly.

This time, Liang Jin was a little depressed.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect Zhao Yiyi to take it seriously.

Could it be that this woman really thought that he was sincerely looking for her for a blind date?

But since the words had already been spoken, Liang Jin couldn't go back on his word.

He nodded lightly, said "Hmm", and then stepped towards the street.

Along the way, he remained silent, secretly hoping that Zhao Yiyi would not be able to stand this oppressive atmosphere and take the initiative to find an excuse to leave.

But who knew that Zhao Yiyi didn't say anything either, just silently followed behind Liang Jin, her steps light and firm.

The atmosphere between the two became more and more awkward.

Although this world is in an era similar to feudal society, because women can practice martial arts, the status of women is still low, but not so serious.

Even for unmarried women like Zhao Yiyi, strolling on the street with a blind date is not common, but it is not unacceptable.

It's just that such behavior is quite bold for her.

The two walked along the street for a while, and the sky gradually darkened. The shops on both sides of the street lit up one after another, and the dim yellow light sprinkled on the ground, creating a warm atmosphere.

Liang Jin finally stopped and was about to persuade Zhao Yiyi to go home quickly.

At this moment, a noisy shout came from the roadside:

"Guests, come and play!"

"It's very fun here. Our girls are the prettiest!"

Liang Jin then noticed that there was actually a brothel not far ahead.

Unconsciously, they had already walked to the prosperous section of the street, and in this prosperous place, a den of iniquity like a brothel was naturally indispensable.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, brothels were divided into two types: private and official.

The official brothels were often more high-end and grand, and the girls inside were mostly daughters of disgraced officials or descendants of nobles. They were knowledgeable and talented.

The guests who went to the official brothels were mostly dignitaries, dukes, and princes.

The private brothels were more direct, without so much attention to detail. The girls were mostly from commoner backgrounds, but the service was more attentive.

Private brothels mainly catered to common people, wealthy merchants, and martial artists.

The brothel in front of them was located on the main road, and the madam at the door was enthusiastically soliciting customers from all directions, with the sole purpose of making money. It looked like a private brothel.

When Liang Jin saw this, he immediately planned to bypass this place.

But Zhao Yiyi stared at the entrance of the brothel and suddenly said:

"I heard that... once the Imperial Guardsmen are on vacation, they basically only do two things."

"One is drinking, and the other is visiting brothels."

"Brother Liang, is this... true?"

Liang Jin followed Zhao Yiyi's gaze and saw an Imperial Guard officer leading several Imperial Guard soldiers swaggering into the brothel.

Although they had taken off their armor, they were still wearing the short clothes of the Imperial Guards, apparently too lazy to even change into casual clothes.

Among the Imperial Guards, there were indeed some people who liked to go out in military uniform. They went out in groups to make ordinary people awe-inspiring and enjoy some convenience.

At this time, these Imperial Guard soldiers had lewd smiles on their faces, constantly touching the girls at the entrance of the brothel who were soliciting customers. Their purpose in coming to the brothel was self-evident.

Although the situation Zhao Yiyi said was indeed more common among the Imperial Guards, the scene in front of her directly confirmed her words.

But others are others, and Liang Jin is Liang Jin.

He wouldn't take the blame for this.

Immediately, Liang Jin said:

"Everyone is different. Some people like this, but there are also people who are upright and innocent."

"In fact, if you pay attention to observation, you will find that prostitutes treat regular customers and strangers completely differently."

"Pay attention to how the prostitutes treat those Imperial Guard soldiers."

When Zhao Yiyi heard this, her curiosity arose, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes and observe carefully.

She watched for a while, and seemed to understand something:

"Those prostitutes call the military officer 'Master Li', and they also know the surnames of the other soldiers, and some even know their names."

"And when the prostitutes pulled these people into the brothel, they didn't mind being taken advantage of by these soldiers at all, but were enthusiastic, as if they believed that these soldiers would really spend money."

"So these Imperial Guard soldiers are all regulars!"

After saying this, Zhao Yiyi's face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled with excitement, like a student waiting for the teacher's praise, looking at Liang Jin expectantly.

At this time, Zhao Yiyi's heart was full of excitement and亢奋.

She had never observed brothels so intently, let alone pay attention to the interactions between prostitutes and嫖客.

You should know that her father, Zhao Xingzhi, is a private school teacher and also a scholar, and the family education is very strict.

Usually, every time she passed by a brothel, she would lower her head and walk quickly, and she would be reprimanded by her father if she took a second look.

But at this time, a man took her to deliberately observe the brothel, doing things that her father did not allow her to do.

This made her feel... very exciting!

That's right, this is the excitement brought about by breaking the rules!

Liang Jin smiled slightly after listening, and didn't expect that this Zhao Yiyi really observed carefully.

He then said:

"Look at the passers-by again, how do the prostitutes treat them?"

Zhao Yiyi listened obediently and watched for a while, then suddenly realized:

“Those prostitutes are really something; their eyes seem so accurate. They can tell at a glance if a passerby is a potential customer.”

“Although they mainly target single men, they don't approach every single man. But those they do approach mostly end up following them into the brothel.”

“However, if they don't actively call out names or enthusiastically cling to them, they're basically strangers.”

Zhao Yiyi didn't expect to discover so many novel things after careful observation.

She couldn't help but look at Liang Jin again, her eyes full of anticipation, wanting to know if her analysis was correct.

Liang Jin simply asked:

“Then guess, am I a frequent customer of brothels?”

Zhao Yiyi was stunned by his words, not expecting Liang Jin to bring the topic back to the original question.

Before Zhao Yiyi could answer, Liang Jin had already started walking towards the brothel.

His posture suggested he was going to pass by the brothel entrance.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiyi couldn't help but hold her breath, her heart filled with anticipation, her eyes fixed on Liang Jin's every move.

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Liang Jin was getting closer and closer to the brothel. He was doing this, of course, to prove that he wasn't the kind of lecherous old patron.

However, he had to ensure he was absolutely foolproof.

So, at that moment, Liang Jin faintly exuded a faint aura of killing intent.

This killing intent was extremely weak, undetectable from a distance, but if you got close, you could clearly feel the chill within.

Having killed so many people, Liang Jin's killing intent was so strong that ordinary people couldn't bear it.

Carrying this killing intent, Liang Jin slowly walked past the brothel entrance.

Sure enough, not a single prostitute came to accost him.

As soon as these prostitutes approached Liang Jin, they felt that this man exuded a terrifying aura, making them feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, they all avoided him, not daring to get close.

Liang Jin smoothly walked past the brothel entrance, originally intending to leave directly, no longer paying attention to Zhao Yiyi.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Yiyi chased after him with an excited face:

“Brother Liang, you really aren't a frequent customer of brothels!”

No prostitute approached Liang Jin, nor did any prostitute call out his name. This was enough to show that Liang Jin was indeed an innocent man.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yiyi seemed to realize that her statement was somewhat inappropriate.

So, she hurriedly apologized:

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean that.”

“My previous words were biased. Now, I apologize to Brother Liang for what I said earlier!”

Liang Jin naturally knew that Zhao Yiyi didn't really believe that all Imperial Guards frequented brothels.

If she really thought so, she wouldn't have chased him all the way from the Zhao family.

She just wanted to understand whether Liang Jin was that kind of person.

However, at this moment, Liang Jin only wanted to leave alone.

He composed himself, then turned his gaze to Zhao Yiyi and said:

“Alright, it's already late. I think it's better if—”

Liang Jin hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly.

A sharp whistling sound cut through the air, rushing towards them.

Something was flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Liang Jin remained calm, not even turning his head, simply raising his hand and catching it with precision, like an eagle catching a chick. The thing that had been flying towards him was now firmly in his hand.

When he turned his head to take a closer look, he saw that it was actually a boot in his palm.

This boot was made of expensive rhinoceros leather, exquisitely crafted, and of considerable value, but it exuded a faint smell of foot odor, suggesting it belonged to a man.

If Liang Jin hadn't reacted quickly and been agile, this dirty boot would have hit him on the head.

Liang Jin slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, looking towards the direction the boot had come from.

He saw a man lazily raising a shoeless foot and placing it casually on the windowsill of the ornately decorated but slightly gaudy third floor of the brothel.

As if to show that the boot was his.

The man was wearing a brightly colored brocade robe, embroidered with some flashy patterns, which looked very ostentatious.

His hair was combed back with so much oil that it gleamed, and his face was covered with thick powder, making him look neither male nor female.

He stretched out a fair but somewhat weak hand, pointed at Liang Jin, and shouted in a shrill voice:

“Boy! Bring my boot to me!”

“Hurry up, don't dawdle!”

His voice was sharp and piercing, with an innate arrogance and rudeness.

The oily-haired, powdered-faced man's eyes flickered with malicious intent, and a contemptuous smile hung on the corner of his mouth, seemingly deliberately trying to anger Liang Jin.

Liang Jin's eyes were like torches, staring intently at the man, sizing him up for a few moments, and quickly searching his memory for any recollection of him, confirming that he had never had any contact with him and didn't know him at all.

Since they were strangers, why would this man take the initiative to provoke him?

It seems… it's probably a provocation, trying to lure Liang Jin into a trap.

However, how could Liang Jin give in?

What about provocation?

In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are meaningless.

In the capital city, no one knows Liang Jin's true strength. Those who recklessly provoke him are courting death!

Since the other party was so ignorant and bent on seeking death, Liang Jin was by no means a pushover and would naturally not let him off easily.

Liang Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, the smile revealing a chilling killing intent.

Immediately, Liang Jin tightly gripped the boot in his hand, exerted a slight force with his feet, and was about to walk towards the man's location, preparing to give him a lifelong lesson.

Just then.

Zhao Yiyi suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Jin's sleeve. A trace of anger and worry flashed in her eyes as she said softly:

“Brother Liang, don't bother with this kind of scum.”

“If he wants to bully you, then watch how I deal with him!”

Saying that, without waiting for Liang Jin to react, she snatched the boot from Liang Jin's hand in a swift motion.

“Brother Liang, run!”

Zhao Yiyi's voice carried a hint of urgency. She hugged the boot and turned to run into the distance, her skirt fluttering in the wind like a light butterfly.

Liang Jin was stunned, his heart full of surprise, completely not expecting Zhao Yiyi to make such a move.

He looked at Zhao Yiyi's retreating figure, somewhat bewildered for a moment.

What was going on?

At this time, Zhao Yiyi had already run a distance. She turned her head and saw that Liang Jin had not followed, and hurriedly stopped, waving her hand vigorously at Liang Jin, with an anxious expression on her face, seemingly urging Liang Jin to follow quickly.

Seeing this, Liang Jin helplessly shook his head. Although he was somewhat puzzled, he still stepped forward and followed.

At this moment, the angry curses of the man by the window of the brothel sounded again. His face flushed red, and he roared angrily:

“Where did this little bitch come from? Quickly return my boot to me!”

His voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger and unwillingness.

Clearly, the oily-haired, powdered-faced man had originally thought that Liang Jin would bring the shoe up to make trouble, but who knew that the other party would not play according to the rules at all.

“Hey, hey, hey! Quickly get some people, that little bitch has run off with my boot!”

“Be sure to snatch my boot back! That's my rhinoceros leather boot that cost me several hundred taels of silver. If I lose one, how am I supposed to wear it?”

He waved his arms, shouting loudly at the servants downstairs, his exasperated appearance looking particularly comical.