âA temporary residence seal will do,â Jiang Chen requested after hearing the explanation.
The other types were admittedly very good and he could pay the price. But even the ten years granted by a bronze seal was too much for him. He couldnât possibly stay on the island for that long.
Three years would be an intolerable stretch, to say nothing of ten. His one objective was to leave Winterdraw, the sooner the better. One to three months would be enough. And if not, he could just request another. In any case, there were no possibility for a longer stay.
Captain eye-patch relaxed, but then couldnât help complaining. A temporary seal?This kid is really a bit too stingy!
Yet he didnât dare express his discontent in the face of Jiang Chenâs intimidating aura. âThatâll be a thousand sky spirit stones.â He soon returned with the seal after taking the money. âThere you go. Donât lose it now. Otherwise, donât complain if you run into trouble in the city without a residence seal!â
Jiang Chen took it silently. With a short nod and a light step, heâd floated past the city gates and into the city.
Looking at his departing figure, the captain sighed in relief.
âCaptain Yue, the kid doesnât look short on money. He didnât strike me as a penny pincher!â A guard mocked despite himself.
âI know, right? Wasting all that time for a simple temporary seal. Captain, he looks like a cash cow.â
âThatâs right, isnât it a pity to let him go just like that?â The guards werenât honorable folks by far. With their status, theyâd probably extorted more than one traveler entering the city.
A new face like Jiang Chen who seemed well-off to boot was an especially tempting mark. Their duty as guards? Inside the city proper, men clad in uniforms might be even more nefarious, since their victims were powerless in front of their status.
Someone other than Jiang Chen wouldâve been intimidated by these fellowsâ manners. The captain had cooperated so willingly because of the fear caused by the Evil Golden Eye. But he now had second thoughts with the immediate threat gone.
He had a hunch the young man was a cash cow. Itâd be a regret of a lifetime if he couldnât shave off his share of the fat. So, unbeknown to Jiang Chen, heâd used a little trick earlier despite his apparent respect.
Inside Sin City, the young lordâs first order of business was to familiarize himself with the place.
The city wasnât the most prosperous heâd seen. It was far from Veluriyam, a publicly acknowledged metropolis in the human domain. No. Instead, his first impression was, so many people!
Unending tides of men and women filled the avenues, as if the islandâs entire population had flooded the streets.
âHandsome guy, you must have come from far. Need an inn?â
âLad, our Spring Pleasure Pavillon has as many girls as youâd like. Theyâll take the best care of you. Why donât you come on in?â
âLittle brother, do you need to a place to rest? Our Rising Teahouse hosts countless cultivators. Itâs the liveliest spot. You can learn a lot of news here.â
Thanks to his unfamiliar face, Jiang Chen was greeted by a flock of various solicitations from the entire avenue. He didnât know whether to laugh or cry. Heâd finally experienced what was called true frenzy.
Sin City was the height of crazied frenzy. Everyone seemed to run off adrenaline and was very passionate. But thanks to Godâs Eye, he could see clear as day the sinister thoughts hidden behind their hypocritical faces.
Naturally, he refused them and made his way past. His goal was a more proper-looking inn he could stop at for a time.
A shout suddenly exploded from the side, followed by vulgar swearing. âLittle bastard, youâre half a month late on the money you owe the ninth master. Go on, keep hiding! Letâs see you hide beneath the ground if you can!â
A young man wearing ragged clothes slipped out from a side alley in the wake of the voice, people hot on his trail.
He grazed past Jiang Chen and hid behind the young lordâs back, murmuring, âHonorable brother, my brother, help me out. Ward them off.â
Jiang Chen had never been fond of being used as a shield. He frowned, about to free himself and leave. But the young man clung to his waist with both hands, imploring, âI beg you, help me, alright? Please.â His eyes brimmed with desperation.
âLet go.â Jiang Chen spread his arms and shrugged off the youngsterâs hands.
The latter muttered, âJust my luck. To think a big fella like you wonât help a guy in danger! I was wrong about you.â He turned around to slip away like a rabbit.
But Jiang Chen easily grabbed his wrist. âDonât be in such a hurry to leave. Youâve taken the wrong thing.â
He forcibly pried open the youngsterâs hand, revealing a storage ring. It wasnât Jiang Chenâs, but the one the giant had asked him to give his daughter, Fang Yingying.
Jiang Chen hadnât left the island yet, so naturally hadnât completed this task yet. But since heâd accepted it, he ought to do his utmost. In either case, he wouldnât let a petty thief benefit from it.
Not even sheepish at being exposed, the young man shrugged with a giggle. âYouâve got it back, so can you let go now?â
Jiang Chen glanced indifferently at him. The burly fellows whoâd chased after the young man had stopped in their tracks, staring at the young lord with eyes round as saucers. It was quite obvious that the flashy chase had been a premeditated ploy.
Jiang Chen snorted. His eyes cold, he warned, âStay away from me!â
The hulks grinned mischievously. It was merely a failed scam. It wasnât their first, nor would it be their last.
The little incident didnât disturb Jiang Chenâs mood. Rather, itâd helped him come to a better awareness that even the most innocent-looking do-gooder was filled with evil in the city. Crime awaited at every corner. He had to be fully on his toes.
He continued onwards, undaunted by the interlude. People ebbed and surged in the street ahead. However, a young girl knelt at the intersection, a reed-like item stuck in her hair.
A middle-aged man lay in front of her, looking on deathâs doorstep, his face waxy yellow. A signboard was erected in front of them: Selling myself to save my father.
The girl looked pitifully tender kneeling on the ground, her head hanging low, quiet sobs racking her body. Now and then, she wiped the middle-aged manâs face with a cotton cloth.
More and more gathered around her, attracted by the spectacle.
âHehe, this wench sure is pretty. Her young figure is real fine!â
âIsnât she? Sheâs slim and curvy in all the right places. Hehe, what a tempting beauty.â
âDamn it, is that living corpse her old man? Heâs half-dead with a foot in the grave, whatâs there to save?â
âHaha, once he croaks, Iâm down for âadoptingâ her.â
âGo to hell. A pig like you wants to snatch such a fine flower?â
Jiang Chen glanced their way as he passed. The dying man had clearly been poisoned. His condition was severe and unlikely to be faked. But none of the onlookers seemed wanting to offer help. Sarcasm was the only thing on display.
Some were even waiting for her father to breathe his last before wanting to scam or even just take the girl.
The eyes were the windows to the soul. The tears swimming in her eyes werenât fake. Not even the most skilled actor could feign such sorrow.
For some reason, sudden compassion stirred. Jiang Chen was reminded of Lin Biâer and Lin Huiâer begging him to save their father. However, the young girl in front of him was noticeably different in temperament to the two sisters.
He halted his steps just in time to hear a lecherous laugh from an old bald man. âLittle girl, your fatherâs poison is incurable! Unless you have enough money to invite the Pill Immortal from Spring Mountain Hall, but he charges several million sky spirit stones for one consultation. You canât afford that sum even if you take apart your old manâs bones and sell them all. I say youâd better prepare you fatherâs funeral. As a man of virtue and mercy, I can help put your affairs in orders. I also happen to lack a daughter. How about I adopt you?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The girl shook her head vehemently without even looking up.
âLass, donât listen to that old fartâs nonsense. He has no good intentions at all. Donât let him fool you! What about me? Iâll help you bury your father and take care of you in his place. Iâll keep you safe.â
âDonât believe any of them. Theyâre all trash cut from the same cloth. Lass, look at my thick eyebrows and big eyes. I canât be a bad man, can I? In this city, few are as upstanding as me! Iâm known for helping those in distress...â
The scene of these big bad wolves crowded around a little rabbit made Jiang Chen speechless. Sure enough, depravity had seeped deep into the cityâs very fabric.