Coming of the Villain Boss!

The courtyard was very small and shabby.

The old woman led them into a room, which was quite ample and with fine arrangements. But the light was dim, and a curtain hung in the middle of the room, with a shadow cast on it.

The old woman pushed the curtain and went in. After a moment, a voice which was not quite pleasant to hear sounded from inside.

“What information do you want to buy?”

Ming Shu didn’t intend to hide anything from Feng Bei and she answered, “Five Treasures Bible.”

A long silence behind the curtain.

Ming Shu waited patiently. But Feng Bei lowered his voice and asked, “Did you lie to me?”

She said she knew where the Five Treasures Bible was, but now she came here to buy information about it.

“So what, do you want a fight?”

“You…”

“I indeed have information about the Five Treasures Bible, but you’re not the only one who wants it. What price will you offer?”

The voice sounded behind the curtain again.

“Our Five Treasures Immortal Clan has nothing but money. Later some people will send you things, and you just need to count the value.”

“Are you from the Five Treasures Immortal Clan?” the person behind the curtain suddenly asked.

“I thought you knew very well about anyone who came to buy information.”

“I only sell information and am not interested in who the buyer is.”

“Then why are you asking?”

“…”

The person seemed to be choked, and after a while the voice continued, “That lord over there, what news do you want to buy?”

How to kill the leader of Five Treasures Immortal Clan!

Of course Feng Bei didn’t dare to speak out his real thoughts.

“Five Treasures Bible.”

“One piece of information will only be sold to one person.” The voice refused Feng Bei unkindly.

Feng Bei kept silent for a while. “Where is the Five Treasures Immortal Clan?”

Ming Shu looked sideways at him, and Feng Bei raised his chin to make eye contact with Ming Shu fearlessly.

“Thirty thousand liang.”

“What? Thirty thousand liang for the location of the Five Treasures Immortal Clan!” Ming Shu protested. “It should be at least 200 thousand liang!”

Another silence. Perhaps the person behind the curtain had never met an opponent as strange as her.

Her clan’s location was being sold and she wasn’t angry at all. Instead, she questioned why it was only worth 30 thousand liang.

After a long while the voice continued, “The location of Five Treasures Immortal Clan is worth this much.”

“Why!”

“It’s a trade secret.”

Feng Bei, also speechless, looked at the psychopath beside him, who was ready to roll up her sleeves and start a fight. Thirty thousand liang was already very much, even a life wouldn’t cost so much money.

“Leader Mu, don’t you remember what you came for?” Feng Bei had to interrupt the conversation. If she really started a fight, did he have to stop her?

Sorry, my character setting doesn’t allow me to do so.

Ming Shu also calmed herself in her heart. Recently she had been infected by those incurable disciples.

I need my snacks to calm down.

The tap-tap sounded from outside, and the old woman came out from behind the curtain. Soon the disciples from Five Treasures Immortal Clan came into the room one by one, each holding a box in hand like a cinerary casket…

Don’t blame Ming Shu for thinking like so, it was just very similar.

“Leader, all the things are here.”

“Give them to her.” Ming Shu signaled using her chin to indicate for them to give the things to the old woman.

The old woman passed the boxes behind the curtain one by one, and the person inside was silent for a long time.

Then the old woman walked out with a note, still with her dead-fish eyes, and she passed the note to Ming Shu. Then she walked straight to Feng Bei. “For the location of Five Treasures Immortal Clan, thirty thousand liang in paper money or silver ingot, lord?”

Feng Bei was about to pay the money; meanwhile the disciples over there began to yell, “What? They’re selling the location of our Five Treasures Immortal Clan!”

The old woman looked at them with fierce eyes and tried to deter these incurable disciples. But these disciples weren’t even scared of Ming Shu, how would they be terrified by an old woman?

They were filled with indignation.

“Selling our location, did you ask for our consent?”

“Selling our location but not giving us money in return! This kind of profiteer should be beaten to death!”

“Thirty thousand liang, if we get a half, that’ll be fifteen thousand liang!”

“Leader, we propose to beat this profiteer to death.”

The disciples discussed heatedly and soon they decided how to punish the profiteer.

The profiteer behind the curtain probably choked on water, and several fierce coughs sounded from inside.

What the hell is going on today!

The leader was a freak, and her disciples were also freaks. This was like the saying that a fish begins to rot from the head.

Ming Shu maintained a calm smile. That’s okay, I’m used to these freaks.

Feng Bei paid the money under pressure and the old woman also gave him a note with the answer on it.

“You may leave.”

Ming Shu ignored the disciples who were yelling and shouting to punish the profiteer and left quickly. Since she was gone, the disciples lost their momentum at once and followed Ming Shu out reluctantly.

Ming Shu stood outside and opened the note.

The handwriting was scratchy and it was only three words: Half Moon Villa.

Nie Shuang lied to me?

It shouldn’t be!

If Nie Shuang lied to me, then her acting was really good.

Or did the profiteer provide fake information?

“How’s this profiteer’s reputation?” Ming Shu asked the upset disciples—they were quite sad as they didn’t beat the profiteer up.

“It’s okay.” The disciples were absent-minded. “Nine out of ten pieces of information from him are correct. When it’s incorrect it might be because the person involved is dead or encountered some accident.”

Ming Shu: “…” This is called okay?

Do you have any misunderstanding about what is “okay”?

“Leader Mu, your disciples are interesting.” Feng Bei stood behind Ming Shu and blatantly provoked her.

“Yes they are, and they’re more interesting than you when you paid to buy the location of the Five Treasures Immortal Clan in front of its leader.” Ming Shu covered the note in her hand and didn’t let Feng Bei see the content. Then she deliberately leaned toward his side. “Hall Master Feng, do you want to destroy my Five Treasures Immortal Clan and remove the evil for the martial arts circles?”

Ming Shu’s aura came close to him, and he could see all the emotions in her eyes at a glance. But there was nothing to distinguish. Her eyes were only filled with tender smiles.

Warm.

And comfortable.

Feng Bei took a step back and maintained a distance from Ming Shu. “If there’s a chance, I’d like to do that.”

I’ll definitely kill her if I get a chance! I mean it!

Ming Shu chuckled. Her clear and melodious voice scattered into the air, pleasing to the ear.

“Then I’ll wish you success in advance, Hall Master Feng.”

Feng Bei didn’t know her meaning.

“Thank you, Leader Mu.”

Two excellent performers looked at each other and then averted their gazes at the same time. They were pondering their own thoughts separately.

Ming Shu was thinking about how to make Feng Bei angry and drop his character setting.

While Feng Bei was caught between killing her and getting her to fall in love with him.

“You lied!” Feng Bei suddenly accused Ming Shu. “You said that you know where the Five Treasures Bible is!”

Ming Shu smiled as usual. “Now I know.”

Feng Bei: “…” I actually don’t know what to say now.

He turned his head to look at the courtyard. He actually knew nothing about this place.

He only knew that Heart Desire Den was where information were sold the most in the martial arts world.

“Here they sell all kinds of information that you can think of.”

The disciples maybe saw through Feng Bei’s confusion and they began to voluntarily answer questions for the “future husband of Clan Leader.”

“A lot of high-priced information in Heart Desire Den comes from here.”

“You will never know!”

“But the problem is the profiteer didn’t let us share in the spoils as he sold our location!”

“Not spoils, it’s called a dividend, illiteracy.”

“Well well, I had the same meaning. Anyway it’s that he didn’t give us money.”

“Right right right, Leader, I think we should go back and kill him!”

Feng Bei: “…” It is a miracle that these disciples haven’t been killed.

Ming Shu: “…” Sure enough, it’s much livelier when they’re around.