Chapter 24 Drunkard

Inside the inn.

Mu Qingxuan flipped through the account book in her hand. The business was getting worse and worse. If it continued like this, the inn might not be able to survive.

"This month's performance is even less than last month."

Last month was already very bleak, but this month was even worse.

Just as Mu Qingxuan was pondering what to do, a strong smell of alcohol came, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Boss lady, you are alone again? Do you want us to stay and play with you tonight?"

A middle-aged man with a wretched look leaned against the counter and said.

"Hehe, that's right, our Brother Yang is a seven-times-a-night man. He doesn't like to work, but he is very powerful when he works at night. If you follow our Brother Yang, you will enjoy endless happiness, right?"

The middle-aged man had a thin beard behind him, holding a jar of wine in his hand. The look he gave Mu Qingxuan was also quite wretched, as if he had thought of some wretched scenes, and he kept drooling.

"Get out of here, useless thing..." Brother Yang kicked the man away. Looking at Mu Qingxuan's delicate face, he had heard that the proprietress of the inn was a charming woman. Now he saw that she was indeed as famous as she was.

He couldn't help but reach out his hand and touch Mu Qingxuan's face.

Mu Qingxuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and a faint aura emanated from her. Suddenly, she sensed something and withdrew her aura. She seemed like a girl who was powerless and asked in panic.

"You... what do you want to do..."

"What do I want to do? I want to feel pain... ah... it hurts!"

Brother Yang suddenly shouted, and saw Yiying standing in front of the counter, pinching Brother Yang's fingers in his hand and pressing them down hard.

Brother Yang felt that his fingers were about to be broken, and he shouted in pain.

"Break, break, break..."

Suddenly, there was a click, and Brother Yang felt a piercing pain.

"Brother Yang's finger is broken!"

"Who dared to touch Brother Yang? Brothers, come on!"

Some of the thugs brought by Brother Yang were drinking in the back. When they heard Brother Yang's painful screams, they immediately rushed forward and saw this scene.

"Get lost!"

Chen Xuan shouted.

With murderous aura and cold as frost, those thugs were already quite rogues in this area, but now they were a little afraid of Chen Xuan's appearance.

"Damn it, cripple him for me!" Brother Yang shouted while covering his broken finger.

Who cares who he is? Since he dared to break my finger, I will cripple your life!

"Do it!"

A guy with a sharp face and monkey cheeks also shouted, but he picked up a bench and didn't go forward but quietly hid behind. Instead, a group of drunk people rushed up one after another, and Chen Xuan frowned, and then threw all seven or eight people out of the inn.

These people were just some people who had practiced some superficial kung fu, and they didn't even have Xuan Qi. They usually bullied some honest people. When they met a master like Chen Xuan, they were even more speechless. In a few seconds, they all piled up behind the door like a monk.

Including Brother Yang, who was the most aggressive, was also thrown at the door.

And the guy with the bench in his hand was so scared that he sat down on the rain.

"Big... big... hero, don't... don't hit me! I... I'm just passing by..."

"You're passing by with a bench?"

Chen Xuan said lightly.

After hearing this, the man immediately put the bench in his hand back to its original position, and then hurriedly ran out of the door.

"Stop!"

Chen Xuan suddenly shouted, and the man was immediately scared out of his wits.

"Pay the bill."

"Okay!"

When paying, his hands shook like a reed marsh blown by the wind, and a chicken pecking at rice.

Then he ran out without looking back, looking at the group of people piled on the ground, and ran away quickly.

"I didn't expect you to be a hero and save the beauty. I thought you didn't know how to be gentle with women..." Mu Qingxuan looked at Chen Xuan lazily, her eyes shining, as if she wanted to see through Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan also felt a very familiar power.

"Do you have mental power?"

The mental power of this proprietress seemed to be no less than hers. She had long felt that Mu Qingxuan's strength was extraordinary, but now it seemed that there were indeed some tricks.

However, when he passed by before, he chose to take action because he couldn't stand these people bullying people everywhere. Mu Qingxuan's ability was powerful, but even so, Chen Xuan helped. After all, he was a man, and he couldn't just watch a woman take action.

Chen Xuan didn't know what was wrong with him, and he actually cared about such things.

In the past, I would have ignored it, and if I had tried to intervene, Brother Yang and the others would not just be lying on the ground, but would have been sent to the crematorium.

It seemed that my methods had become more merciful little by little.

"Why, you are allowed to cultivate your spiritual power?" Mu Qingxuan said with a smile, as if she wanted to talk to Chen Xuan, but Chen Xuan only had a gleam in his eyes and turned to walk up the stairs.

No matter how strong Mu Qingxuan is, it has nothing to do with me.

Unless the other party provokes me.

Chen Xuan doesn't want to know Mu Qingxuan's identity. He doesn't have the energy to care about things that have nothing to do with him.

"This arrogant guy!"

Mu Qingxuan gritted her teeth fiercely. She didn't know how many people wanted to talk to her and were busy trying to curry favor with her, but this guy didn't want her even if she tried to get close to him, as if no one cared about her. He looked so indifferent that it made her angry.

"What's wrong with the boss lady? Was she left behind by that guy again? Wait, I'll go up and cut him into ten or eight pieces to make you feel better!"

At this time, a fat man holding a basket of potatoes came in. The fat man was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, but with that fat body, he looked like a big fat pig.

"Okay, I think he is only at the level of level one. If you practice your Dragon Slaying Sword Skills well, you will probably be almost there."

Mu Qingxuan said nonchalantly.

"What!? That guy is a level one master!?"

The fat man exclaimed, and the potato in his hand also hit his foot with a bang, and he screamed in pain.

Chen Xuan returned to the room, Huang Quan and Wang Qianyu had already gone to bed.

Huang Quan came here to recuperate, and when he was free, he taught Wang Qianyu martial arts.

"A powerful lady boss and a fat chef with superb martial arts skills, this inn seems to be not simple..."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, the real masters in Beishui City are probably not those on the surface.

But Chen Xuan doesn't like these, he has seen too many masters in his previous life.

The most important thing now is to eliminate the obsession in his mind.

Most of them have disappeared, and there are still a few left, that is Wang Qianyu, this girl, must be sent back to Yangcheng.