Chapter 6: Destination Zhongnan Mountain — Dragon Rider, Here I Come! ( Part 1 )
Wang Xuan wasn’t surprised at all. He sat down at a table in the inn’s main hall.
Seeing this, Huang Rong had no choice but to sit beside him.
Soon after, Elder Lu and the Beggar Sect entourage rushed over.
A crowd of beggars blocked the entire entrance.
The stench was overwhelming.
Wang Xuan frowned and glanced at Huang Rong.
Such a stunning beauty… and she’s the leader of a pack of filthy beggars. Absolutely speechless.
Was Hong Qigong’s brain stuffed full of chicken drumsticks?
“Greetings, Chief Huang!”
Elder Lu and the others stepped forward and bowed.
Huang Rong responded coolly, not warm or cold.
Normally, she would still put on a show of courtesy despite disliking Elder Lu and the others.
But for some reason, now she found the sight of all these men utterly irritating.
Not just them—she didn’t want to look at any other man in the inn.
And she knew exactly why she felt this way.
Elder Lu and the others, being seasoned individuals, noticed her coldness.
Though confused, they didn’t dare say much.
So they turned their attention to Wang Xuan.
“Chief Huang, who is this young man?”
“Chief Huang, who is this young hero?”
Elder Lu glanced at Huang Rong, then at Wang Xuan, and spoke.
Huang Rong hesitated.
She had been thinking about how to introduce Wang Xuan, worried that a careless word might arouse suspicion from Elder Lu and the others.
After all, she had mysteriously vanished for two days, and now suddenly appeared with a young man at her side.
It was hard not to raise eyebrows.
Just then, Wang Xuan opened his mouth.
Without room for argument, he said:
“Elder Lu, you all return to Xiangyang first. Madam Guo and I have matters to attend to.”
These beggars aren’t worth a damn!
Elder Lu and the others frowned upon hearing this. Before they could say anything, Wang Xuan continued: “Oh, and prepare two fast horses. Also, leave behind one hundred taels of silver!”
The group of beggars widened their eyes and looked to Huang Rong. She hesitated briefly, then nodded and said:
“Do as Young Hero Wang says.”
With their chief’s command, Elder Lu and the others dared not disobey.
Though the Beggar Sect was made up of beggars, as elders, they weren’t penniless. Pooling together some funds, they could still come up with one hundred taels of silver.
Just after they left the inn, Elder Qian finally couldn’t hold back.
“Elder Lu, this… this doesn’t seem proper!”
After all, Huang Rong was a married woman!
A lone man and woman traveling together would certainly stir gossip!
However, Elder Lu immediately frowned and rebuked: “What nonsense are you spouting? Do you not trust Chief Huang’s character?”
Elder Qian fell silent.
Indeed, this was Huang Rong!
How could she possibly do something to betray her husband and consort with another man?
He wouldn’t believe it even if beaten to death!
Hearing this, Elder Lu’s expression softened slightly, then he continued: “Though I don’t know where this Young Hero Wang came from, he appears dignified and righteous—not the type to be a scoundrel. A true man walks upright and fears not the gossip of petty minds!”
With that, the group said no more and went to carry out Wang Xuan’s instructions.
Inside the inn, Huang Rong had heard every word clearly.
She let out a cold laugh.
So this is how they see Wang Xuan!
Truly, appearances are the greatest deceivers!
If Elder Lu and the others knew the truth, what expressions would they wear?
Who would ever believe that the esteemed Chief of the Beggar Sect, wife of Hero Guo Jing, famed Lady Zhuge of the martial world, would be moaning beneath another man?
Even if word got out in the martial world, no one would believe it!
Thinking this, Huang Rong looked at Wang Xuan, who was watching her with great interest.
So she asked: “What are your plans next?”
Clearly, she had adjusted her stance and was prepared to follow Wang Xuan’s lead.
Wang Xuan, of course, was pleased with this attitude.
He replied: “We’re heading to Zhongnan Mountain.”
“You’re going to the Quanzhen Sect?”
Huang Rong was surprised.
Due to her husband Guo Jing, she’d had many dealings with the Quanzhen Sect, but to be honest, she didn’t like those old Daoists.
Wang Xuan wasn’t surprised by her reaction.
After all, she was Huang Yaoshi’s daughter—once known as the “Little Eastern Heretic.”
The mischievous girl of the past and the calm, poised woman before him were like two different people.
“Why are you looking for those Daoists?”
Huang Rong asked again.
If those of the Quanzhen Sect had once offended Wang Xuan, things could get complicated.
She hoped nothing would make things difficult.
“Nothing much. Just want to kill a few people.”
Wang Xuan drank wine as he spoke casually.
As if he were talking about squashing a few ants.
Huang Rong immediately frowned.
Who did he want to kill?
Could it be the Seven Disciples of Quanzhen?
If so, what should she do?
Wang Xuan didn’t elaborate.
He was going to Zhongnan Mountain for Xiao Longnu.
What man wouldn’t want to be a dragon rider?
Thinking of Xiao Longnu’s icy jade beauty waiting in the Ancient Tomb, he couldn’t help but want to shower her with love.
He couldn’t let anyone else get ahead of him!
Therefore, Yin Zhiping of Quanzhen must die!
As for the other old Daoists, it would depend on whether they knew their place!
Soon, the sound of hooves echoed outside. Elder Lu and the others had returned.
“Chief Huang, here are the one hundred taels we pooled together!”
Elder Lu respectfully placed the silver on the table.
Huang Rong only nodded and said, “You’ve done well,” with no other response.
Elder Lu hesitated, then asked: “Chief Huang, we’ll head back to Xiangyang now to help Hero Guo defend the city in case of a Mongol attack. Do you have any message for him?”