Chapter 82: Kid, are you the trouble maker?

Luo Wusheng thought he had made a wise decision.

But as he felt the reemergence of the recently vanished sense of crisis, he began to feel uncertain.

What's going on? Didn't I already take care of that Netherkin? Why is this sense of crisis becoming even stronger now?

After exterminating the rat Netherkin and depleting his spiritual energy, he hadn't paid much attention to this matter while focusing on his recovery.

But now, the sense of impending danger had become so strong that even his recovering self could feel it.

At this moment, Long Dahai had already entered the hall with the Diviner.

"Brother Lu— Oh?"

Long Dahai made a slight sound of surprise as he sensed the sharp gazes from the women in the room falling upon him. It seemed he understood something.

He looked at the Demon Sect Holy Saint, who sat in the main seat with a smile that seemed almost mocking, and couldn't believe it.

As someone who had been mixing in the martial world for many years, especially having experienced numerous disputes between men and women, how could he not understand the meaning behind the current scene?

'I didn't expect that Brother Luo, being the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, would also face this kind of situation...'

But it was fine. Since he, Long Dahai, was here, this problem was no longer a problem!

Recalling his memories of being the big brother and resolving similar situations for his brothers, Long Dahai gave Luo Wusheng a reassuring look.

'On another note, isn't that the Demon Sect disciple from the Sea-Crossing Boat? Now even ordinary Demon Sect disciples dare to challenge the Demon Sect Holy Maiden?'

Is this the power of love?

Looking at this ordinary yet confident girl, then glancing at the breathtakingly beautiful Bai Xiaoyao, and finally at the woman who holding an ancient looking Guqin in her hand, her beauty is no lesser to the Demon Sect Holy Maiden— And upon noticing the maid behind her, Long Dahai also realized that she was the courtesan he had failed to invite yesterday.

Ignoring the strange glances from the maid Xiao Guai, Long Dahai sighed inwardly. He felt that Luo Wusheng was truly a kindred spirit, treating women of varying beauty levels with equal regard and acceptance.

If he were in Luo Wusheng's position now, would he be able to stay true to his original intentions and choose the most beautiful woman only?

The Demon Sect Holy Saint is truly an exemplary role model for all of us!

Clearing his mind of unrelated thoughts, Long Dahai pulled the young man behind him. This Diviner was none other than Gao Shi, a disciple of the Heavenly Divination Tower whom he had met last night.

In order to present Gao Shi in a more respectable manner, someone who might pique Luo Wusheng's interest, Long Dahai even managed to scrape together some money to allow him to change into clean clothes.

The current Gao Shi appeared much more presentable than he had been yesterday, with a demeanor that suggested he was truly adept at divination, holding a divination flag and compass.

"—Is this the friend you mentioned yesterday that you wanted to introduce to me?"

Seeing that Long Dahai finally took action, Luo Wusheng preemptively asked. After all, the reinforcements had come at great effort, and the atmosphere in the hall was so strange now. He was afraid that these two individuals would be driven out by the women around him before they had a chance to say a few words.

Understanding Luo Wusheng's concerns, Long Dahai nodded quickly.

"Yes, this is Gao Shi, a fellow disciple from the Heavenly Divination Tower. We connected instantly when we met last night, and I believe Brother Luo will find him interesting."

After speaking, Long Dahai gestured to Gao Shi, who was dressed as a Diviner.

He felt somewhat triumphant in his heart.

At times like this, it was most relaxing to have an event that could divert the topic directly, especially when the three women in the hall were exchanging glances and no one could say a word.

"Oh? A disciple from the Heavenly Divination Tower?"

Luo Wusheng looked slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the person Long Dahai wanted to introduce to him would be someone like this. No wonder Long Dahai had maintained such an air of secrecy when asking about it.

With that thought, he realized that he might just need a Diviner with sufficient skill to calculate the source of the crisis he felt.

He cautiously looked at the several women in the room and noticed that they all had a trace of astonishment on their faces upon hearing "Heavenly Divination Tower." He wondered what they were thinking.

Well done, Long Dahai!

Mentally giving his approval to his trusted good friend, Luo Wusheng shifted his gaze to the Diviner.

"I am Gao Shi, a Diviner from the Heavenly Divination Tower. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Luo."

Gao Shi swung his divination flag and performed a slow bow.

Amidst the fluttering sound, Luo Wusheng subconsciously glanced at the words written on the divination flag.

'Heaven and Earth's precious treasures, There is nothing I can't divine, including the treasures of Heaven and Earth? What an odd signboard, it doesn't quite match my impression of the Heavenly Divination Tower Diviner...'

For some reason, when he saw the words on the divination flag, he felt a sense of unease, and his sense of crisis grew stronger.

"... Are you really a Diviner?"

It was Lu Yuliu who asked first from the side.

Since a while ago, she had been at a disadvantage among the three women.

She didn't know why she had such a strong reaction upon hearing that the Red Blossom Pavilion's top courtesan wanted to speak with Luo Wusheng privately.

When she snapped back to reality and saw the peculiar gaze from Bai Xiaoyao, she inexplicably felt diminished.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Lu Yuliu, who had always been assertive, considered retaliating on a personal level. However, she ultimately restrained herself.

Forget it, how many times has she swallowed her grievances since encountering that annoying Demon Sect Holy Saint?

If she were to lose her temper now, wouldn't it indicate that she truly cared about this matter?

On the other side, Gao Shi, the Heavenly Divination Tower disciple who heard the question, showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Was he truly a Diviner?

This question had troubled many people in the Heavenly Divination Tower, including himself.

However, he felt slightly more composed when he recalled what Long Dahai had said to him last night.

"While I am a Diviner, I am different from other Diviners..."

Feeling the puzzled gazes from everyone in the hall, Gao Shi took a deep breath.

"I specialize in the divination of rare and precious treasures throughout the world, regardless of whether they are newly discovered or ancient relics. Although it may not be something worth praising— I heard that Lord Luo has a great interest in collecting extraordinary stones. With the invitation from Long Dahai, I couldn't resist the urge to meet Lord Luo and discuss these matters."

"I hope Lord Luo won't be displeased."

After speaking, Gao Shi looked nervously at Luo Wusheng.

After Long Dahai explained everything to him last night, Gao Shi made up his mind to cling to the Demon Sect Holy Saint with his divination skills.

Loving rare stones, wealthy, and possessing great power—it was as if this was a golden opportunity tailor-made for him!

However, Gao Shi noticed that after he finished introducing himself, the gaze of the Demon Sect Holy Saint suddenly became somewhat vacant.

At that moment, Luo Wusheng's sense of impending crisis reached its peak.

As he watched the three women, who were now touching their temple, chest, and the corner of a Guqin respectively, he finally realized where his calamity lay.

Turning his gaze to the young man named Gao Shi, Luo Wusheng felt an urge to slap him dead.

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