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Two days later, the large stage performance is about to begin.
At the moment when " Fei Yan " steps onto the stage, " Wu Sheng " and " Hang Lin " are also ready for their actions. The two of them secretly gather their internal energy, waiting for the right moment to make their move.
On stage, " Fei Yan " gracefully dances with a long flute in hand. Every movement she makes exudes a charming elegance, captivating everyone in the audience.
At that moment, she suddenly catches sight of the two men in the corner, the same ones who came to buy paintings from her the day before.
Fei Yan With a slight smile, she knew that this performance was not just for entertaining the audience, but also a hidden struggle behind the dance steps and musical notes.
Inside the Qinglou, elegance and magnificence conceal a heavy shadow. Fei Yan turned and glanced at the two unexpected guests as she descended from the stage. She chuckled lightly and stepped into the backstage, only to encounter a man in luxurious robes. This man was the primary target of her revenge plan, a nobleman who had wronged her in the past.
Fei Yan put away her smile and calmly said, "Are you enjoying the show tonight, sir?"
The nobleman smirked and revealed a cunning look, saying, "Your performance is indeed intoxicating, but I am more looking forward to your 'private performance'."
Fei Yan inwardly cursed but maintained a smile, replying, "Of course, but you'll have to wait a moment."
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin have already met in the backyard of the brothel. Hang Lin asked in confusion, "What should we do now? Her target has appeared."
Wu Sheng thought for a moment and replied, "We cannot let her continue on the path of revenge, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. But this matter involves her dignity, so we cannot act rashly."
Hang Lin Nodding: "So we need to stop her."
In this dreamlike Qinglou, the nobleman is named Su Hui.
Su Hui, a man in his thirties, always elegantly dressed in exquisite silk robes, with a hint of disdain and pride in his smile. He is a prominent landowner in the city, holding vast wealth and numerous fields, enough to make many families work for him.
The nobleman Su Hui never saw himself as an ordinary person, believing that everything he did was justified. He often used usury to push the poor into desperation, even selling his daughter to a brothel because they couldn't repay a large debt. He enjoyed visiting brothels alone or with his entourage on dark and windy nights, treating women as disposable and playing with them as he pleased.
"Xiaofang, bring the wine!"
Su Hui raised his glass and laughed wildly, sitting in the highest-grade private room of the Qinglou. His entourage also laughed uncontrollably, and several young Geishas bowed and served them with great deference.
"Sir, this is the finest Daughter Red wine, specially prepared for you," Xiaofang said softly and gently.
Su Hui shook the wine in the cup and glanced at the young woman who had just been bought. This woman was sold here from a family that had been ruined by high-interest loans.
"You see, this is life. The poor should serve the rich. It's only natural," Su Hui said to her assistant.
But what he doesn't know is that every action of his is being watched by a courtesan named Fei Yan.
Fei Yan is actually one of the incarnations of The Immortal in the Painting. She has never forgotten the tears and helplessness of every victim, nor has she forgotten the families thrown into the abyss by Su Hui.
As midnight approached, the main hall of the brothel was empty. Only Fei Yan and the nobleman remained, along with the two unexpected guests. Wu Sheng and Hang Lin deliberately made some noise to attract Fei Yan's attention.
"Who's there?" Fei Yan asked coldly.
Wu Sheng emerged from the shadows, their silver hair shimmering in the moonlight: "We've come to stop you from making a decision you might regret."
Fei Yan sneered, "Regret? What's that?"
"Revenge will make you suffer, but letting go will set you free," Hang Lin also stepped out.
Fei Yan With a cold laugh, "Regret? So what?"
Hang Lin Following closely, the words came out like a sudden storm, "Revenge will make you suffer, but letting him go will set you free."
Fei Yan Indifferently smiled and continued to play dumb. Su Hui saw her displeasure and immediately whistled, and twenty burly men rushed in. He smirked cunningly and said, "It seems these visitors are not welcome. Please escort them out."
"Just a moment." Wu Sheng suddenly waved her palm, and a strong wind pushed the big men around.
"This place is not welcoming to you!" Hang Lin rushed forward, waving a palm and directly repelling them.
Fei Yan looked at the scene in front of her and thought to herself that the strength of these two uninvited guests was not to be underestimated. She looked at Su Hui and sneered, "It seems like this game is becoming more and more interesting."
Su Hui was so scared that her face turned pale, then she turned and ran away. Fei Yan looked at Wu Sheng and Hang Lin and spoke in a cold tone, "Who do you think you are? How dare you act recklessly here in the Qinglou!"
Wu Sheng calmly responded, "We are not here to be your enemies, but to prevent an impending tragedy."
Fei Yan sneered, "Tragedy? My life is a tragedy, what is there to fear?"
Hang Lin turned to look at the already fled Su Hui, then turned to Fei Yan: " Fei Yan, you don't have to do this, sacrificing your future for a moment of revenge."
Fei Yan suddenly showed a look of emotion: "What do you know? Do you know the feeling of being oppressed and humiliated but unable to refute? You immortals are all in the sky, how could you understand the suffering of us common people in the mortal world?"
Hang Lin couldn't help but furrow their brow, feeling somewhat speechless. Wu Sheng then looked deeply at Fei Yan as if in contemplation.
Fei Yan continues: "This time, I will make that arrogant noble pay the price. He thinks his high status allows him to insult people at will? Wrong! He won't know how death will slowly come to him."
At this moment, a heavy silence fell over the atmosphere. Wu Sheng spoke up: " Fei Yan, I understand your resentment, but hatred cannot solve the problem. Once a person embarks on the path of revenge, it's hard to turn back."
Fei Yan sneered, "So in the end, are you here to stop me?"
Hang Lin slowly stood up, "No, we're here to try to make you understand that seeking justice and seeking revenge are different. Revenge will only bring more hatred, endlessly."
Fei Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, but also with a hint of hesitation.
Suddenly, her figure became blurry, turning into a shadow, and pounced towards the noble.
At this critical moment, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin both made their moves, a golden light and a curtain of water respectively separating Fei Yan and Su Hui.
Hang Lin sternly said, "Stop, Fei Yan!"
Fei Yan's figure froze in mid-air, with a look of unwillingness on their face.
Wu Sheng took a deep breath, determination in their voice: " Fei Yan, it's time to let go of your hatred. Yes, Su Hui is despicable, but you cannot let hatred consume you and take lives."
Fei Yan fell silent for a moment, then slowly descended to the ground, nodding slightly at Wu Sheng and Hang Lin.
Su Hui was frightened by this sudden scene and asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Hang Lin Sneer: "You don't need to know, just understand that today is the day you escaped. But it doesn't mean you can continue your evil ways. You must be good from now on."
Fei Yan Speaks: "Perhaps you are right, I cannot be blinded by hatred."
Wu Sheng thought Geisha and Fei Yan had compromised, and smiled, saying, "Choosing the path of justice will always lead you to true liberation."
The three of them stepped out of the threshold of the brothel, leaving behind only the man named Su Hui, whose face was pale, as if lost and bewildered, trembling with lingering fear.
At the moment of departure, a sudden inexplicable unease surged in Wu Sheng's heart, like a breeze skimming the surface of a lake, elusive. He scrutinized Su Hui, who did not carry a fan or any objects that The Immortal in the Painting might use for casting spells.
Nevertheless, as a precaution, Wu Sheng secretly cast an invisible spell on Su Hui. This way, in case of an emergency, he and Hang Lin could arrive promptly.
The night has fallen, and the starlight sprinkles on the bustling brothel, reflecting the confusion and bewilderment on Fei Yan's face.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin noticed that this Geisha seemed unaware, as they had already arrested the bookish weakling. Even more surprisingly, Fei Yan showed a willingness to reform and repent.
So, the two of them relaxed a little in their hearts and agreed to let her return to the brothel, arranging to pick her up the next morning to return to the Heavenly Court.
To prevent her from changing her mind to assassinate Su Hui or attempting to escape, they placed a precise restraining spell on Fei Yan, like invisible chains, tightly restricting her within the confines of the brothel.
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