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Zen Chuan and Xuanchi have finally escaped the pursuit of Brocade-clad Guards after enduring countless hardships. Bathed in the cold light of the moon on a chaotic night, they swiftly crossed the dense forest and rushed towards the city. Every step was a struggle for life, every moment a race against time. Behind them, Brocade-clad Guards's henchmen were like shadows, but with superhuman determination and exceptional martial arts skills, they finally shook off the pursuit of death and entered a hidden place in the city. The tense atmosphere was palpable in every breath, but they knew this was just the calm before the storm.
Their destination was the secretive information exchange center in the city - Hundred Flowers Tower. It was rumored that the owner of Hundred Flowers Tower, Huanwen Luo, was a mysterious figure with crucial intelligence in the martial arts world. They hoped to learn about Brocade-clad Guards's next move from Huanwen Luo in order to prepare.
In the chaotic night, the lights of the Hundred Flowers Tower appeared particularly dazzling. With their entrance, the name of Hundred Flowers Tower lived up to its reputation, mysterious and colorful. From a distance, Hundred Flowers Tower towered into the clouds, its colorful ceramic tiles on the roof shimmering in the sunlight, like a hundred flowers in full bloom. Amidst the hustle and bustle downstairs, figures moved about, bustling and lively.
When Zen Chuan and Xuanchi entered Hundred Flowers Tower, they were struck by the bustling scene before them. The interior of the building was extremely luxurious, with various flowers interwoven and fragrant scents filling the air. In this colorful place, heroes and adventurers from all walks of life gathered to exchange information and conduct business. They found a secluded corner to sit down, and before long, a young and handsome man approached. He had short black hair, with eyes that sparkled with intelligence and cunning. He held a fan named "Flower Language" and waved it gently, exuding elegance. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, filled with curiosity to explore everything and an unmistakable wit.
"Is this your first time at Hundred Flowers Tower? What brings you here?" the man asked with a smile, exuding a remarkable confidence that was quite appealing.
"I am Xuanchi, and she is Zen Chuan. We are interested in recent important events in the martial arts world," Xuanchi stated directly.
The man smiled slightly and introduced himself, saying, "I am Huawen Luo, the owner of Hundred Flowers Tower. There are many things happening in the martial arts world. I wonder which aspect of the news you would like to know?"
Zen Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "We want to know what recent actions Brocade-clad Guards has taken. He seems to be plotting something big."
Hua Wenluo smiled faintly and took out an exquisite small box. After opening it, there was a scroll embroidered with various patterns inside. He unfolded the scroll, quickly wrote some words on it, and then handed the scroll to Zen Chuan.
"Here are the recent movements of Brocade-clad Guards and some of his schemes. However, information comes with a price, as per the rules of the martial arts world," Hua Wenluo said with a smile. His eyes revealed an unfathomable wisdom, as if he held endless secrets in his hands.
Xuanchi Without hesitation, he took out a bag of money and placed it on the table. The patterned silk looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, and handed them the scroll.
They couldn't wait to open the scroll, which detailed some plans and whereabouts of Brocade-clad Guards. Each piece of information was like a double-edged sword, shocking them and making them understand how difficult the road ahead would be.
Zen Chuan flashed a hint of determination in her eyes. She knew that the conspiracy of the Brocade-clad Guards could not be underestimated, and they needed to prepare in advance. Meanwhile, Xuanchi took a deep breath and tightly grasped the scroll in his hand, his eyes burning with an unquenchable flame, showing his unwavering determination.
"Thank you, Brother Brocade, for your assistance. This intelligence is of great significance to us," Xuanchi sincerely expressed his gratitude, while Brother Brocade just smiled and waved his hand.
"Do not be polite, we at Hundred Flowers Tower are in this line of work. It's just that the world is unpredictable, so you all need to be careful." There was a hint of concern in Hua Wenluo's eyes, as if he also sensed the impending changes in the Fu Ton and clouds.
Zen Chuan and Xuanchi nodded, stood up, bowed deeply to Hua Wenluo, and were about to leave.
Hua Wenluo saw them about to leave and was filled with curiosity about this peculiar pair. So he spoke up, "Please wait a moment," Hua Wenluo said with a light smile, a hint of unusual gleam in his eyes. He seemed to find this unique pair interesting, especially the enthralling beauty and the steadfast Xuanchi of the Zen Chuan, which seemed to be drawing him in.
He gently waved his fan, elegantly sat down, and began to recount the history of Hundred Flowers Tower. It turned out that Hundred Flowers Tower was a famous intelligence exchange center in the martial arts world, where many martial artists would exchange information and trade intelligence. Hua Wenluo was the third-generation owner, and with his unique intelligence gathering ability and wit, he made Hundred Flowers Tower the most mysterious and important intelligence exchange center in the martial arts world.
In the process of narrating, Hua Wenluo often inserts some light and humorous words, making the originally heavy topic become relaxed and pleasant. In his speech, he occasionally reveals a deep understanding of the martial arts world and unique insights into life.
Zen Chuan and Xuanchi listened with great interest, especially Xuanchi. It seems that he is extremely interested in the hidden martial arts philosophy in Hua Wenluo's words.
" Hundred Flowers Tower is able to endure for a long time not only because of our strict intelligence network, but more importantly because we adhere to a principle, which is neutrality," Hua Wenluo said lightly, a unique gleam flashing in his eyes. "In the battles of the martial arts world, we never lean towards any side, only providing intelligence and not participating in disputes."
Zen Chuan nodded, expressing agreement with Hua Wenluo's view. In this tumultuous martial arts world, maintaining neutrality and not being tempted by power and interests is truly not easy.
Xuanchi seemed pensive, understanding that in the tumultuous martial arts world, maintaining one's innocence was no easy feat. He couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for the young master before him.
Time passed unnoticed, and the golden light of the setting sun sprinkled onto the roof of Hundred Flowers Tower, making the colored glazed tiles appear especially brilliant in the sunset's reflection.
"The hour is getting late, we should take our leave," Zen Chuan stood up and thanked Hua Wenluo.
"If you ever need anything in the future, feel free to come to Hundred Flowers Tower at any time," Hua Wenluo smiled and saw them off.
They walked out of Hundred Flowers Tower, and the sky had already darkened. Zen Chuan and Xuanchi exchanged a smile, knowing they had obtained valuable information and were ready for the next move.
As the figures of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan gradually receded, the smile on Hua Wenluo's face froze for a moment, then slowly faded. A barely perceptible sense of inquiry and contemplation flashed in his eyes. He touched the "Flower Language" fan in his hand, seemingly pondering something profound.
He returned to his study, opened an exquisite wooden box, and took out a thick ancient book. Flipping to a certain page, it recorded some stories about the secrets of the martial arts world. His eyes wandered through the text, seemingly searching for some answers. He lowered his head in contemplation, as if the appearance of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan had stirred up long-buried thoughts in his heart.
Hua Wenluo was not an easily decipherable person. He had long had a grand plan in his heart, but the appearance of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan seemed to have shown him a broader world. In his heart, it seemed that new ideas and expectations had emerged.
He looked out the Fu Ton ow, the night had fallen, and the lights of Hundred Flowers Tower illuminated the bustling martial arts world. He murmured to himself, "The martial arts world is always full of unknowns and changes, it is a dangerous and wonderful world."
He closed the book slowly, collected his thoughts, and walked out of the study again, ready to deal with the daily affairs of Hundred Flowers Tower. Since then, there seemed to be more anticipation and exploration in his heart, and the appearance of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan added new colors to his life.
He looked forward to meeting that peculiar pair again, and also hoped to find his own place in the martial arts world on this grand stage. With a slight smile, he stepped into the bustling night, the lights of Hundred Flowers Tower illuminating his path and his distant yet wondrous martial arts dream in his heart.
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