The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Gonglou wasn't far from the inn where Wei Zixian was staying.

Therefore, the three didn't leave until six quarters past Xu time (8:30 PM), and by then, the sky was completely dark.

However, the liveliness of Wujiang City was no less than during the day. Like the Song Dynasty, the Chen Dynasty also had no curfew. Restaurants and teahouses were still open in the evening, brightly lit, with the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments constantly filling the air.

The vendors who hawked along the streets during the day might have already returned home, but new merchants set up lamp sheds in the night market, displaying and selling fruits, wild foods, and other goods. Clothing stores and jewelry shops hung lanterns outside their doors, attracting night tourists to enter and exit.

As for those pleasure houses and brothels along the Jinming River, they were like entering prime time in the evening, with beautiful women upstairs, laughing and smiling charmingly.

If one had enough money, renting a painted boat at this time, accompanied by three or five beauties, and boating on the river, Lu Jing felt that it might not be impossible to give up Wi-Fi, cola, and those unfinished novels and comics.

Xia Huai was dazzled by the sight, pulling Lu Jing along, asking about everything.

Lu Jing basically answered every question until Xia Huai pointed to the red gardenia lantern in front of a restaurant and asked Lu Jing with great interest, "This lantern is quite beautiful. I've seen several houses hanging it along the way. What's the meaning behind it?"

As a local, Lu Jing was finally speechless this time, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

On the contrary, Wei Zixian still had that indifferent look, and said lightly in his cold voice, "The restaurants that hang this lantern represent that they can solicit prostitutes inside."

"… … … …"

The girl blushed and became much quieter.

It is said that Xie Liancheng spent a lot of money to book Gonglou for this night banquet, but Lu Jing felt that he spent this money a bit unjustly.

Because even if he didn't book the place, with so many people with sharp blades and fierce faces standing here, basically other guests would automatically detour.

However, these guys who looked like fierce gods in the eyes of ordinary people couldn't help but tuck their tails between their legs when they saw Wei Zixian. The crowd automatically made way for the three to pass through.

Wei Zixian was not polite either, and walked straight through the crowd to the front of the restaurant.

Standing in front of the Huan Gate were two people welcoming guests, but they were not the original shop assistants, but two small leaders of the Qingzhu Gang.

Lu Jing recognized them, but because they were not from the same wharf, the two had no impression of Lu Jing, an ordinary porter in the gang.

With their level, they also didn't know Wei Zixian, but they probably had been told beforehand that the most arrogant one was the senior brother of the Xijian Pavilion, so one of them cupped his fist and said respectfully, "Is this Young Hero Wei?"

Wei Zixian looked at him coldly, and after a while, instead of answering his question, he asked, "What is Xie Liancheng thinking, putting two third-rate idiots outside the door to embarrass himself?"

The faces of the two small leaders suddenly became as ugly as they could be.

Although their martial arts were not very good, they were basically like local emperors on the wharf when they were with the porters and stick-wielders. They were praised and flattered by others, but they had never suffered such anger. They only felt that they had been insulted from soul to body.

However, apart from standing there and enduring it, the two had no other way.

The difference between the two sides in terms of status and martial arts was too great. Whether they used their hands or their mouths, in the end, they would only give the other party a chance to continue insulting them, and they might even lose their lives.

So the two can only swallow their teeth into their stomachs now, especially the one who cupped his fist, even daring not to change his posture, and continued, "Please, Young Hero Wei, and your two friends…"

As a result, Wei Zixian had already raised his foot and passed by him before he could finish speaking, as if treating a noisy cicada, and he didn't even have the interest to scold him again.

Lu Jing secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart.

Look, what is a top-notch MT! The hatred he pulls is as stable as an old dog.

Lu Jing had completely relaxed at this moment. He was very sure that as long as he stood with Wei Zixian, Wei Zixian would not die, and the opponent's attack would definitely not fall on him at all.

Because even from the perspective of a teammate, this senior brother of the Xijian Pavilion was very deserving of a beating. If Lu Jing had a thorn halo, then Wei Zixian had a taunt halo. It was a pity that this guy didn't transfer to a paladin.

Speaking of which, although Lu Jing had stayed in Wujiang City for so long, this was the first time he had entered this restaurant known as the number one building in Wujiang. Before, he had only looked at it from afar.

According to the standards of his previous life, if each city had to choose a landmark building, then Gonglou would definitely be the landmark of Wujiang City.

Not to mention the overhanging eaves and flower racks outside, just the three-story height of the building was unmatched by any other building in the city.

Don't underestimate the three stories at this time. Lu Jing also found it quite funny when he first heard about it, but when he really stood below, he only had one sentence left in his mind: This is three stories? Are you kidding me?

The main reason was that the height of each floor was a bit too amazing, almost equivalent to three floors of an apartment building in his previous life. Adding them together, it was nine floors, which was indeed outstanding in this era.

Not to mention that Gonglou was still a building complex, with five buildings facing each other, each with flying bridges and railings, communicating with each other in light and dark. The Qingzhu Gang's booking tonight was strictly speaking only one of the side buildings.

Led by a small leader, Lu Jing and the others walked through a straight main corridor.

Under the main corridor was a goldfish pond, with various koi carps in it. However, it was unknown whether they had also noticed that something would happen here tonight, but the koi carps seemed unusually quiet, hiding under the wooden bridge, leaving only the shimmering water reflecting on the heads of the three.

Xia Huai was a little nervous. Fortunately, after walking for a while, the noise around the three rose again. The martial arts people who had arrived earlier had already taken their seats and began to clamor for Xie Liancheng to come out.

"Your seats are on the top floor." The small leader had long been frightened by Wei Zixian, and had already made up his mind not to provoke this plague god again. However, seeing Wei Zixian stop again, he had no choice but to speak out helplessly to remind him.

Wei Zixian said, "There's no need. Not so many people will come tonight. Because I have already announced that those below the second-rate realm don't need to come to the banquet, so one floor is enough."

After speaking, he walked directly to the table in the center of the hall. The people who were originally sitting at the table changed their expressions when they saw this. As a result, except for a man who looked like a painter, a woman who looked like a proprietress, and a boy who was concentrating on dealing with the grapes in front of him, everyone else stood up and gave up their seats, changing to sit at the next table.