The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 63, That's all the young master is capable of.

Li Lang returned to his room but didn't go to sleep. He knew what Wolong Fatty meant, but he pretended to be clueless. There was a reason for this.

First of all, like Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, Li Lang was new to Dadu and didn't know much about the situation there, so he couldn't take the lead in going to the flower market.

Secondly, although Zhuge Liang and Feng Chu had voluntarily returned to secular life and had long since broken their vows against alcohol and meat, Li Lang did not want to get involved in the vow against first love, lest he be blamed in the future.

Anyway, the silver notes had already been distributed during the day, so Li Lang couldn't control how others spent them.

With Zhu, Shi, and Wang, these three playboys, making arrangements, I'm sure to satisfy them tonight.

Finally, Li Lang felt uneasy, with a feeling that something might happen tonight, so he decided it was best to stay home.

Having figured all this out, Li Lang felt much more at ease, so he pulled up the covers and went to sleep.

A moment later, Li Lang sat up in bed again; he couldn't sleep. His underlings had all gone out drinking and carousing, while he, the boss, was lying in bed—how could he possibly sleep?

If word gets out, won't people laugh at him for being an incompetent leader? No, he has to go out and check it out; he's thinking about the safety of his underlings, isn't he?

Soon, Li Lang successfully convinced himself.

Phoenix Street, with its high-hanging red lanterns, is a place of extravagance and intoxication. Both Qifeng Tower and Yunshang Pavilion are located on this street, not far from each other.

Li Lang stood at the entrance of the Cloud Pavilion, hesitant to go in. Was it really a good idea to go in like this? After all, he had put on a good show in front of everyone just now.

Forget it, I'd better go see Miss Rou'er instead; I prefer her.

Having identified his target, Li Lang decisively turned around and headed towards Qifeng Tower.

Suddenly, Li Lang saw a familiar figure flash into Qifeng Tower.

"Why does he look so familiar? I don't know anyone here, and even if I did, they should all be in the Cloud Pavilion right now." Li Lang was puzzled, trying hard to search his acquaintance database, but he still couldn't remember who the person was.

"Ah! Isn't that me?" Suddenly, Li Lang's eyes widened, and he came to a horrifying conclusion.

This is unbelievable! How could I possibly encounter something like this?

Li Lang was first terrified, then angry. Was it really necessary to make such a complicated place, which was just a place to spend money for entertainment, so complicated?

Okay, even if you have some special fetish, why impersonate Li Lang of all people? It's obvious you'll be used as a scapegoat later.

If that's the case, then this matter cannot be left unresolved.

Without further hesitation, Li Lang turned and entered the Cloud Pavilion.

A moment later, Li Lang came out of the Cloud Pavilion, stood at the door, let out a long sigh, and then took out a white silk scarf and wrapped it around his face.

Clearly, Li Lang went in to buy a silk scarf.

Li Lang's purchase of this silk scarf was quite a close call. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the middle-aged madam come to greet him and was about to speak to him.

"Don't shout!" Li Lang spoke first, then pulled out a hundred-tael silver note and waved it in front of his eyes. "And don't move!"

Li Lang had no loose silver coins on him; this was the smallest denomination he had.

The madam's eyes lit up when she saw the silver note, and she stood obediently without moving.

Li Lang pointed to the silk scarf pinned to her chest with the finger holding the silver note, and then said, "I want this."

The madam was taken aback at first, then her face inexplicably flushed red, and she said with a charming smile, "Hehe, young master, you have a good eye. I haven't entertained guests for a long time, but my manners have never been rusty. You are truly incomparable to those young girls."

"Stop talking nonsense and take it off." Li Lang was getting impatient and didn't even hear what she was saying.

"Ah? Here? Isn't that inappropriate?" The madam was taken aback again, her surprise mixed with a secret delight. She had never seen such an impatient young master before. It seemed that her charm was even greater than before.

Well, considering this young master is young and generous, offering a hundred taels of silver—that's the price of a top-tier courtesan! Why not just go crazy for once and give in to him in public?

The madam gritted her teeth inwardly and began to undress.

"What are you doing? This is what I want." Seeing this, Li Lang panicked.

He knew the other party might have misunderstood him, so he quickly stuffed the silver note into the other's hand, then pulled out the silk handkerchief and turned to run away.

"Young master, is this all?" came the madam's anxious voice from behind.

Outside Qifeng Tower, Li Lang was stopped. It wasn't uncommon for people to come looking for fun while masked, but without something to prove their noble status, they were definitely not allowed to enter.

Li Lang didn't waste any words. He took out a hundred-tael silver note, handed it over, and simply said, "Take this and have some tea."

"Please come in, young master." The young man at the door took the silver note, bowed deeply, and said nothing more. The tip of one hundred taels of silver was enough to prove that the visitor was of extremely noble status.

Inside Qifeng Tower, the lights were still as bright as day. Nalan Mingyue, the top courtesan, had not yet been removed from the list. Many wealthy young men came in groups, hoping to have the chance to catch a glimpse of the beauty's charm.

Of course, you can't see the beauty of the fair maiden, but that's where the top-tier girls get their chance.

Most of the top courtesans here were once very popular, but for various reasons they were not redeemed by their patrons, and their charm and beauty are hard to find.

Li Lang was actually a man of principle. Seeing that an imposter 'Li Lang' had walked in, he, the real one, had no choice but to keep his face covered.

He searched his entire body but couldn't find a single piece of extra fabric. He couldn't bring himself to tear off his sleeves, and pulling out his underwear was even more impossible. So he had no choice but to spend money to buy some.

Li Lang was willing to spend money, and every penny he spent would be transformed into intangible virtues that would return to nourish the two horizontal and vertical lines in his mind.

The hall was bustling with people, each with their own goals. Li Lang's goal hadn't appeared yet, but he wasn't in a hurry.

To be precise, Li Lang didn't actually have any specific goal. He came here largely out of curiosity, wanting to see who was impersonating him and what they wanted to do.

As for whether the ending will be seen, after calming down, he felt it wasn't that important.

"Young master, is there anything I can do for you?" Soon, a beautiful young girl came forward.

"Arrange a private room with a good view, serve some refreshments, and the rest is yours," Li Lang said with a smile, handing over a hundred-tael silver note.

"Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master. I will make all the arrangements for you." The young woman glanced at the amount on the silver note and was very flattered. This was probably the most reward she had ever received in her life.

"Go ahead." Li Lang nodded with a smile, then added, "By the way, could you please invite Miss Rou'er over? Tell her it's an old friend visiting."

"Yes, young master," the young woman replied softly, giving a curtsy.