2158 Hubby Has Come Knocking

Otherwise, they wouldn't have just dispatched these small fry to assassinate them!

At the very least, they had to mobilize a thousand people!

Or else how could they besiege the crown prince…

Mo Lian glared at that fellow. This d*mn guy was so despicable with how he was dying to see the whole world plunged into chaos!

"It's already not bad for him to be able to mobilize so many people at short notice in the middle of the night," Mo Lian commented.

"Oh? It seems like you already know who's behind it."

"Who else could there be that is currently in Shuntian Prefecture, just so happens to have a grudge with me, and isn't too smart?"

"That Vassal Prince of Jianping?" Feng Chen blinked. "Mo whatshisname?"

"Mo Kun." Mo Lian filled in for him.

"Oh." Feng Chen nodded and asked teasingly, "Is there anyone else in your Mo Clan besides you with a somewhat higher IQ?"

Mo Lian harrumphed and then turned to look at him. "There naturally is."

Feng Chen grunted in acknowledgement.

Mo Lian didn't say any more. He furrowed his brows and flitted toward the Spring Abounding Parlor nearby.

The two of them had just walked into the Spring Abounding Parlor's lobby when they heard the sounds of people sucking up their drool.

"Heavens, Spring Abounding Parlor is indeed Spring Abounding Parlor's top brothel for gigolos!"

"Look, look. Take a look! Here comes another two one-of-a-kind peerless beauties!"

"Oh my gosh, they're even more good-looking than the parlor's ten great beauties."

"Right, right. Only Young Sir Songfeng out of the ten great beauties can rival them."

"Not even!"

Mo Lian's gaze swept across the lobby. He was met with a bunch of infatuated men drooling while ogling him and Feng Chen.

The two men's faces darkened, and they felt queasy on the inside.

Not only were there pot-bellied men in the lobby, but there also women accompanied by delicate escorts. They were drinking and playing music.

If the two of them didn't appear at the entrance, the music wouldn't have stopped so suddenly.

Mo Lian's handsome face completely turned black…

This little fellow really had huge guts!

She really dared to make her way inside this kind of sordid place.

"Oh my, where did these little beauties come from! Hurry up and let this lord have a hug!" A fat landlord wearing a scholar's cap staggered toward Mo Lian while holding a wine pot.

Yet before he could get close, Crown Prince Mo swept him out with his sleeve while having a darkened expression.

"Ah!" He crashed against the corner of a table and then rebounded onto the floor. He started wailing while pressing against his waist in pain.

"You, you! Why are you hitting people!"

Mo Lian's gaze turned sharp, and a wisp of fire suddenly burned at his fingertip.

"Wah, ah! A sp-spiritual cultivator!" That landlord yelped in surprise. He hastily scrambled backwards and cupped his hands while begging for mercy. "Please, please spare my life, young sir. This humble one failed to recognize your greatness. Please excuse this humble one."

Mo Lian swept him a cold glance, and the scarlet fire in his hand gradually calmed down.

Feng Chen chortled and then peered around, asking, "Did you see a stoic-faced little lady?"

Seeing that these two people had come with ill will, everybody was scared of provoking them further. They hastily bobbed their heads and talked all at once. "Yes, yes."

"We've seen her!"

"She went upstairs into a private room with Fanmeng and Fanyou."

"Mhm-hm."

"Fanmeng and Fanyou are currently entertaining the little lady."

What the heck are Fanmeng and Fanyou? The two men looked at each other.

A dangerous glint flitted across Mo Lian's phoenix eyes.

Feng Chen wanted to laugh and could only spread his hands helplessly. The little fellow was courting disaster…