Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 156 - 147: I Will Personally Dance with the General (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 156: Chapter 147: I Will Personally Dance with the General (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Princess of Loulan.

Hearing this familiar yet ancient title, the eyes of the voluptuous exotic beauty in front of him rippled like waves before quickly returning to calm as she looked at Chen Yuan.

"Dust-covered past, fleeting as smoke and clouds, I am now merely a merchant, leading my tribe’s brothers and sisters, managing this tavern."

"Oh, I see your tavern really has its unique features, with dancing girls and musicians to add to the fun. I wonder if I might have a chance to see it for myself."

Chen Yuan smiled casually, yet did not take a single step into the room.

The exotic beauty’s eyes twinkled slightly, smiling gracefully,

"The General’s presence brings honor to our establishment!"

"Please!"

"I have already made arrangements."

With that, she was about to clap her hands.

But at that moment, Chen Yuan spoke up,

"Wait!"

"I see Miss An holds splendor within; it shall be you."

At these words, a breath of air within the room became uncontrollable and angrily shouted,

"Insult our tribal princess, no matter what dogshit General you are,"

A streak of light burst forth from the inner chamber of the room, shooting violently towards Chen Yuan at the doorway.

"No!"

An Ge’s complexion changed as she tried to intervene, but it was too late to stop it from happening so quickly over the short distance.

At this moment, Chen Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes flickered with gold, and he suddenly grabbed at the void ahead of him.

The next second,

There was no earth-shattering explosion,

Nor a wild gust shaking everything around.

Strikingly,

In Chen Yuan’s hand, a giant fist was caught.

The look of anger on the face of the nearly nine-foot-tall, golden-haired Great Han in front of him quickly shifted to disbelief.

Then, Chen Yuan, holding the fist, twisted it harshly.

The Hu People’s big man’s arm emitted a cringe-worthy sound of bone crunching, his skin quivered violently, and he bit down, letting out a repressed groan of pain.

Yet very soon, with an angered shout, his arm shook, True Qi surged, and Chen Yuan’s eyes grew cold; he squeezed and shook, shattering the True Qi on his hand, then turned his grip into a palm, smacking down on the fist.

The big man screamed in pain and flew backward, his entire arm effectively ruined and dangling limply.

Only to see the former Princess of Loulan release a streak of True Qi, catching her underling as he was sent flying backward, her heart shocked.

How is this possible?

Even if Bator is merely in the Tao Seed Realm, how could he not withstand even a single move, and this person did not even use any Taoist Soldiers.

At this moment, Chen Yuan lifted his hand, waving it forward.

Suddenly below, shouts burst into action.

The Ninth Mountain Soldiers, like ferocious beasts, some breaking doors, others shouting, captured every Hu People servant, guard, musician, and dancing girl downstairs.

The entire building was filled with sounds of panic.

"Please, General, show mercy."

"I will personally dance a piece for the General!"

A panicked voice rang out.

Those lake-blue eyes finally lost their calm.

Chen Yuan waved his hand.

In Heavenly Fragrance Building, peace was restored.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan stepped into the room, directly taking his place at the main seat, which was laid out with fine wine and delicacies, clearly prepared in advance by the host.

The former Princess of Loulan then took a deep breath, her ample chest heaving, and clapped her hands twice.

"Clap, clap"

Amidst this, Western Regions women wearing halter neck gauze dresses emerged from behind the screens on either side of the room, their eyes still showing a hint of determination, now quickly overshadowed by panic.

"Miss," the signal just given out, meant for them to comply.

They and their "Miss" had already made the worst of plans.

The notorious name of the Jiushan Zhongshan General swiftly occupied their hearts.

"Don’t be afraid, I am here!"

The voice of their "Miss" reached their ears, steadying their hearts.

Then, a melancholic and beautiful tune from a Huqin outside the border began to resonate through the room.

At this moment, the former Princess of Loulan turned and stood at the forefront, her aqua-blue eyes regaining tranquility; the next second, the gold shawl on her body seemed to be blown away by a gust, revealing her long, wavy hair and exposing the delightful undulating curves of her full and enchanting figure.

Accompanied by that distant flute and the Huqin that cried and complained, her figure slowly swayed.

The plaintive flute seemed to pull people back to the desolation of the sands outside the border, the lonely smoke from the desert,

and the low, sorrowful Huqin was like a lost traveller in the yellow sands of the desert, unable to find their way.

Yet the jingling of the golden rings on the woman’s feet was a masterstroke, reminiscent of the bells of camels emerging amidst the sand-filled skies.

Chen Yuan watched quietly as the beautiful figure of the woman in front of him, amidst these sprawling sandy skies, was like a wild goose, sometimes graceful, sometimes full of power.

In his mind, he contemplated: Loulan was located thousands of miles outside the Tianxiong Pass to the north, and according to the message from the Dream Transference Divine Ability, Loulan had been destroyed two years ago.

And this princess from the former dynasty, with her remaining followers, had taken refuge here.

However, it must be said, the dance of the woman in front of his eyes was indeed a pleasure to behold.

Around the time it would take to drink two cups of tea, the melody came to an end.

Everyone inside the building was looking at Chen Yuan!

"Is the General satisfied?"

An Ge spoke.

The other Dancing Girls and musicians watched anxiously.

"Not bad, the scenery outside the border must be quite beautiful," Chen Yuan nodded, not with empty words, then said to An Ge,

"Let the others leave first."

Chen Yuan could clearly feel that as soon as he spoke these words, the former Princess of Loulan obviously let out a sigh of relief.

An Ge gestured for the others to leave.

The Hu man from Great Han, his hand broken, glanced at Chen Yuan, who sat as stable as an angler, with fear in his eyes, then whispered:

"Miss..."

"It’s fine, it seems that General Chen must have something to ask me," An Ge replied calmly.

The follower could only obey.

Then, the door closed by itself without any wind, leaving only Chen Yuan and her.

There stood the former Princess of Loulan, donning only a chest wrap, approaching gracefully, picked up a jug of wine, let the lid stretch, and poured Chen Yuan a cup of wine. Then, with both hands holding it, her long eyelashes slightly trembling, she said:

"General, what do you want to ask? Just speak frankly!"

Chen Yuan found dealing with smart people quite efficient, taking the cup of wine,

"It should have been like this from the start, why play those cunning tricks."

Saying so, he downed the wine in one gulp.

"I have only heard of the General’s formidable reputation, how just a few days ago you beheaded three families, with hundreds of heads falling to the ground at your front gate. Knowing that the General was looking for me, how could I not be afraid."

The woman in front of him poured a cup of wine for herself, toasted Chen Yuan, drank, and spoke.

"Miss An, you mean my infamy, I presume. The moment I arrived, your Heavenly Fragrance Building was deserted in an instant," Chen Yuan spoke, with a sudden shift in his tone,

"You claim to be just a merchant, but your Heavenly Fragrance Building, it entertains no common folk, only affluent travelers, and you fish for information through your Dancing Girls everywhere."

"From the Central Plains, the Western Regions, Shu, and Beiliang."

After speaking, his body suddenly lurched forward, his gaze becoming incredibly sharp.

And the former Princess of Loulan’s pupils contracted, instinctively trying to retreat.

But she was abruptly seized by the chin.

Chen Yuan fiercely grabbed the woman’s neck, his eyes turned dangerous, and he said word by word:

"Your Dancing Girls deliberately concealed information at that time, allowing that fellow from Beiliang Prefecture to escape. Should I assume then, that you are accomplices?"

An Ge felt the grip on her neck as unyielding as an iron hoop, after a rapid breath, yet she didn’t struggle.

She knew she couldn’t resist or create chaos, otherwise, this Colonel might actually kill her and involve the tribal people who followed her.

Those lake-blue eyes, after a brief ripple, met Chen Yuan’s pupils which shimmered with broken gold.

"Since the General knows these things, he must be aware that my people at that time just wanted to avoid trouble. After all, Beiliang Prefecture is a huge entity, and we, these people, even need to rely on selling favors to survive."

"What’s wrong with that!"

The woman’s voice was calm, but the tone was obviously getting urgent.

Hearing this, Chen Yuan sneered and let go of her neck abruptly,

"Of course I know that!"

He then observed her indifferently.

Regarding what this dethroned Princess said, he didn’t believe a word. These people from the outside the border opened this building to probe for information, could they really be doing it just out of boredom?

This world is full of deceitful hearts; through numerous experiences, Chen Yuan saw too much of it.

"You don’t have to put on that facade, I cannot rest easy with these dogs lingering."

"Speak up, I’ve already been very polite."

"Tell me everything you know without concealing anything!"