Your Ninth Royal Highness, Please Change Your Clothes

Standing by the railing on the third floor and looking down, the inn’s lobby was already in a mess.

Tables and chairs had fallen to the east and west. The food and drinks were smashed onto the floor and had scattered about. But several people were fighting in the middle of it.

Wen Chan took a quick glance and found that of the two groups fighting, one of them was that of the black-robed men and woman that he had just seen.

That woman’s posture was graceful and her movements were very fast. She fought with a man in a bamboo green robe as if they loathed to part from each other but both of them were very blunt and there were several times when the man’s paws almost scratched the woman’s neck.

“How come there’s a fight in just a moment?” Wen Chan muttered in a small voice.

Zhong Wenjin tsked and shook his head, “This man is a man in vain. How dare he do such a cruel thing to a woman.”

“That woman may not be a good person either. Look.” After listening, Wen Chan took a step closer to Zhong Wenjin, and said while pointing to the woman’s figure. “Just after ten exchanges of blows, that woman has already thrown five hidden weapons that are very damaging.”

His voice was very low and there were numerous noises intertwined in the lobby. It was impossible to hear what he said if it weren’t for this much small distance from Zhong Wenjin. But the woman who was fighting seemed to have heard it, and she turned her head to glare at Wen Chan fiercely.

This glare stunned the two men upstairs.

“Did she hear it?” Zhong Wenjin asked in amazement.

“I don’t know……” Wen Chan was also very puzzled, “Why is she glaring at us for no reason?”

The two of them were in the middle of whispering and did not take note when the woman who was busy fighting suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed a teacup, and threw it straight at the third floor.

Wen Chan only felt a sharp pain in his nose. He subconsciously covered his nose with a miserable shriek, and his physiological tears gushed out in an instant. Then he bent his head in pain.

The teacup fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, spilling tea all over the floor.

The pain in the nose rushed straight to his brain, and Wen Chan simply couldn’t bear it. He felt some warm liquid flowing out through the palm of his hand. So he took his hand off and looked at it. His palm was covered with blood and it was strikingly horrifying.

Zhong Wenjin turned pale with fright, “You wait. I’ll go get you a doctor!” After speaking, he ran to knock on the doors in panic.

Soon after he left, Wen Chan’s chin was pinched up by a warm hand. The external force raised his head to turn it around and the handsome face of Liang Yanbei came into his view.

He seemed to have just woken up and had a languid and drowsy look on his face. The moment he caught sight of the blood, his eyes sank and his face darkened.

On seeing that his complexion wasn’t looking good, Wen Chan wanted to open his mouth to say a few words. But the moment he opened his mouth, there was an unbearable pain in his nose, and he couldn’t move at all.

Liang Yanbei took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently covered Wen Chan’s nose, “Don’t move. I’ll find someone to take a look at you.”

With that, he turned around and slightly raised his voice, “Dan Ke!”

In response to Liang Yanbei’s shout, a door opened and Dan Ke appeared with messy hair and a face full of gloominess, “Why is it so noisy? I just fell asleep!”

“You wake up Zhoulan and let her get those hemostatic and analgesic medicines.” He said.

“No need. I heard the commotion long ago.” Situ Zhoulan walked up the stairs from the second floor. She was fully clothed and obviously hadn’t rested.

First she glanced at Wen Chan and then took out a packet of medicinal powder from her sleeve before handing it to Liang Yanbei, “This can stop the bleeding. Just pour the medicinal powder into his nose. I’ll go down and get some analgesics now.”

Wen Chan really wanted to refuse. But neither could he open his mouth, nor could he find another herbalist for a while. So in order not to let himself suffer, he had to accept Situ Zhoulan’s kindness.

By this time, Zhong Wenjin had already brought Xie Zhaoxue out of the door. When Shu Hua heard that Wen Chan was injured, he sprinted over in a few steps. And on seeing that Wen Chan’s palms were full of blood, he immediately bent his knees and knelt on the ground, “This subordinate didn’t fulfil his obligations! I hope……”

Before His Highness could say anything, he was interrupted by Liang Yanbei, “Are you scared that others wouldn’t know Young Master Wen’s identity?”

Shu Hua paused and his words got choked in his throat.

Liang Yanbei swept his gaze downward and stopped at Wen Chan’s bare feet. He asked unexpectedly, “Where are your shoes? Why aren’t you wearing shoes?”

Wen Chan rolled his eyes and didn’t answer.

“What’s going on?” Soon after Xie Zhaoxue came over and his heart jumped after seeing that the cloth handkerchief with which he was covering his nose was permeated with blood, “How did Young Master Wen get injured?”

“He cursed the girl downstairs and then got hit with a cup by her.” Zhong Wenjin explained from the sidelines.

Wen Chan glared at him when he heard his words, and then felt that he was right. So he waved his hand to signal that he was okay.

Liang Yanbei glanced at the few people who were still fighting below. He handed the medicinal powder to Shu Hua, “You give the medicine to Young Master Wen and find him his shoes. I’ll make a trip downstairs.”

“Hey! Wait wait —” Dan Ke stepped forward to block his way, “There are people from the Tang Sect down there. You should ask Xiao Lan to give you something to guard against any troubles.”

Dan Ke gestured at Situ Zhoulan with his eyes. The girl was very intelligent. She took out a silver ball and opened it. Inside was a small vermilion pill.

Without saying anything further, Liang Yanbei stuffed the pill into his mouth and said to Dan Ke, “First stop the Young Master Wen’s bleeding, and then let your guards all go down. I’ll ask the people below why did they come here.”

A cold smile was sketched on his handsome face and his usually slightly indifferent eyebrows also became sharp. Then when everyone thought he was going to take the stairs, he put his arm on the wooden railing and leapt down.

He moved so quickly. En route, his toes touched the wooden post to slow down, and then he went for the man who was fighting the woman in the black dress, stepping on the man’s shoulder.

The man felt a sudden force of gravity on his shoulders. Thus he turned around, wanting to shake it off. But Liang Yanbei flipped over in front of him, clenched the fist of his right hand, and ruthlessly punched on the man’s nose.

The man screamed almost immediately, covered his nose and backed away repeatedly that he fell to the ground by tripping over a stool and fell into the several dishes of food that were scattered all over.

But Liang Yanbei didn’t stop. When he felt the wind in the back of his head, he turned away his head to avoid the attack of the woman in the black dress and grabbed her by her wrist. And then with an easy twist, the woman was forced to turn around and her arm was pinned behind her back. Only to hear a crisp “Click” sound, and she suddenly cried out in pain, screaming piercingly.

Hearing the woman’s cry, the other two black-robed men also stopped fighting and came towards Liang Yanbei, yelling, “Junior sister!”

Dan Ke’s guards also swarmed around at this time and guarded Liang Yanbei in the middle. The two black-robed men wanted to break in, but the guards drew out their long swords one after another, forcing them to stop in their tracks.

One of them was slightly older. He pressed his breath under control and said, “If Your Excellency has something to say, let go of my junior sister first.”

Hearing this, Liang Yanbei let go of the woman’s wrist and said coldly, “Get out of this inn.”

Without the shackles, the woman covered her arm and went to stand a few steps back behind the man. With a twisted expression on her face, she said, “Senior Brother, leave him alive. I must torture him to death!”

“Do you think this is the land of Shu1? You can poison whoever you want?” Dan Ke suddenly bursted into anger after hearing what the woman said, and shouted from the third floor.

Ah Fu was applying medicine to Wen Chan. He was caught off guard by this and his hands shook, scattering the powder all over Wen Chan’s face.

Wen Chan, “……2”

Several people downstairs looked up at the same time. Dan ke snorted and straightened his chest. He also wanted to imitate the way how Liang Yanbei jumped down from the third floor, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly remembered that his light work was not at all good. So he stiffly grasped his hand into a fist, put it to his mouth and coughed before turning and walking down the stairs.

“Do you know that we are from the Tang Sect?” The younger black-robed man asked to Liang Yanbei.

The man who was previously hit in the nose by Liang Yanbei’s fist was helped up by the guards. His mouth and chin were covered in blood, and he said with a sinister look on his face, “What about the people of the Tang Sect? Not to mention you guys, even your father wouldn’t dare to be so reckless when he comes to Wuyue Island!”

Wen Chan was covering his nose. On seeing him shouting so loudly, he couldn’t help but marvel in his heart. His nose is in that state and he is still screaming like that. Doesn’t it hurt?

Obviously met with the same situation, the man was much tougher than Wen Chan. He pointed at Liang Yanbei and asked aggressively, “Who are you?”Do you dare to give your name?”

“Why are you pointing at him? He’s just one of my men. You should come and ask me.” Dan Ke strode down the stairs and joined the confrontation between the several people.

Both parties wanted to ask the surname of Liang Yanbei, so that it would be easier to carry out their vendetta against him next time. But at that time, Dan Ke jumped out on his own, and they failed to get what they sought.

The man from the Tang Sect had a little more polite tone, “May I ask which sect you belong to?”

“My surname is Dan. My name is Ke.” He put an extremely heavy emphasis on the word Dan. Fearing that the others wouldn’t know, he added, “The Dan of the Bai Xiao Sect.”

At the mention of the Bai Xiao Sect, the faces of the few people from the Tang Sect changed.

Everyone knew that the Bai Xiao Sect never participated in the disputes of Jianghu. But this did not mean that the Bai Xiao Sect was easy to bully. Even the domineering Tang Sect still needed three points of courtesy towards the Bai Xiao Sect.

“If you want to seek revenge, Jin Ling’s Bai Xiao Sect always welcomes you. But it is really late at night now. So please do not disturb the rest of me and my friends who have come from afar.” Dan Ke stretched out his hand towards the inn entrance, “Everyone, please.”

The older man from the Tang Sect cupped his hands in front of Dan Ke and left with the reluctant woman and the youngster.

Before leaving, the girl glanced at Liang Yanbei.

But the person who was punched by Liang Yanbei and had a nose full of blood was not as scared of Dan Ke as the people from the Tang Sect. He gritted his teeth in anger and looked at Liang Yanbei and the others over once before leaving in a huff with his people.

After the people left, the shopkeeper who was hiding behind the cabinet suddenly appeared from between the mess in the inn while crying, “This group of utterly heartless people have smashed everything —”

A few people who were huddled together on the sidelines to watch the fun also came out at this time and advised, “Boss, you should be content with your situation. The people of the Tang Sect either use poison or concealed weapons. You should be grateful that they did not use poison. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to live in this inn in the future.”

“Whom did I provoke or irritate?” The shopkeeper cried bitterly on his back.

At this time, Wen Chan’s nose had stopped bleeding, and he also took the painkillers that was given by Situ Zhoulan which made him feel much better. So he went downstairs with Ah Fu and the others.

When Liang Yanbei saw him coming down, he politely informed a few people and came to him. He asked in a low voice, “Is your nose better? Does it still hurt?”

His tone was obviously very normal. But it made Wen Chan’s face heat up and he replied, “It’s alright. It’s just a small nosebleed. So it’s not a problem.”

“Your hand is full of blood. Is that what you call a little?” Liang Yanbei pulled up his palm without giving any room for explanation, trying to testify with it. But when he was upstairs, the blood on his palm was already wiped clean by Ah Fu. So at this moment, Wen Chan’s hand was white and clean.

Wen Chan saw him looking stunned and gently said while feeling it to be funny, “Young Master Liang, there’s no need to worry. It’s just a small injury.”

On seeing that he was still happy even after getting his nose smashed which led to bleeding, Liang Yanbei became helpless. He wanted to warn him repeatedly about something, but he couldn’t say: Keep control of your tongue, don’t go cursing others next time, and things like that. So instead he said, “Next time curse others when there is someone around.”

In this way, neither will the nose gets smashed nor will it bleed.

Wen Chan repeatedly agreed, and Liang Yanbei did not continue to speak.

On seeing that the shopkeeper was still crying, Wen Chan winked at Ah Fu who understood it tactically and stepped forward to help the shopkeeper up, “Hey! Those people were really maverick. Especially those people in black clothes. They were like local tyrants. Is this Wuyue island their family’s?”

“No! Listening to his tone, it seemed as if you have to listen to his words if you are on Wuyue Island.” Dan Ke echoed on the side.

“Young Master Dan, you do not know ah.” Someone came forward and said.