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Chapter 195: The Information System Delivered to the Door
As a brothel, the Purple Spring Pavilion has branches in every corner of the Nine Provinces Continent. Ye Huan has ample reason to believe that the Purple Spring Pavilion is certainly more than just a simple brothel; perhaps it serves as an information network for some organization.
Watching as the handsome man who had led him left the second floor and returned to the first floor of the Purple Spring Pavilion before stepping into an underground chamber, Ye Huan became even more convinced of his thoughts. His trip to the Purple Spring Pavilion was not in vain.
Slowly sitting down on one of the two chairs in the chamber, the handsome man introduced himself directly, saying, "My name is Wang Pengfei, with 'Peng' from Dapeng and 'Fei' from Feathered Bird. Now, tell me! Ye Huan, what do you want from me?"
"You know my name?"
Surprised, Ye Huan looked at this man who called himself Wang Pengfei. He was astonished to discover that in Kyushu, there were indeed people aware of his whereabouts. On the contrary, aside from the Purple Spring Pavilion, there might be other forces still lurking in the shadows, such as Kyushu Bank, which controls all the gold and silver in Kyushu like a super ATM.
Suppressing his thoughts about various chaotic matters, Ye Huan redirected his gaze toward Wang Pengfei. His face clearly conveyed a message: 'Give me an explanation.'
Seeing Ye Huan's expression clearly, Wang Pengfei showed no signs of concealment. With a smile revealing two dimples, he said, "That's right. As a central figure recently discussed throughout Kyushu, many people at our Purple Spring Pavilion have their hearts set on you. How could I, as the behind-the-scenes boss of Purple Spring Pavilion, not pay attention?"
"You are the big boss of Purple Spring Pavilion? No way! You're so young!"
Furrowing his brows, Ye Huan would have doubted Wang Pengfei's words if not for the aura of someone accustomed to being in power that surrounded him. Fortunately, Wang Pengfei seemed unconcerned about this and brushed off Ye Huan's skepticism with a smile. He added, "By the way, I should remind you that Xuan Ziming is not so easy to kill. Beside him, there are likely Blood Puppets controlled by Lingxiao Divine Sense—more than one..."
"What exactly are you? How do you know all this?"
Having brought nearly three hundred members of Dragon Hall to the Southern Xiongnu Empire, Ye Huan was not surprised that Wang Pengfei could state his purpose so clearly. However, regarding the Blood Puppets mentioned by Wang Pengfei, aside from Ye Huan himself, only Han Liu was likely aware of this matter. How could Wang Pengfei know? Unless he was also a Cultivator!
As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Ye Huan tentatively tried to sense Wang Pengfei, but to Ye Huan's surprise, there was not even a hint of a Cultivator's aura on Wang Pengfei. He was clearly just an ordinary person, utterly mundane.
Seeing the changing expressions on Ye Huan's face, Wang Pengfei seemed to understand what was on Ye Huan's mind. He shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, you don't need to put in any effort on me. Let me be honest with you! I am indeed an ordinary person, and I really am the owner of Purple Spring Pavilion. As for how I know that there is still a Blood Puppet around Xuan Ziming, that information came from my subordinates in the Southern Xiongnu Empire."
Pausing for a moment and observing Ye Huan's expression, Wang Pengfei noticed that Ye Huan remained calm upon hearing his words. He nodded slowly and continued, "As for Purple Spring Pavilion, I believe you know it's an intelligence organization under my command. Rest assured, I am also a Huaxia person; I will not take any actions detrimental to Huaxia, nor will I place your intention to kill Xuan Ziming right before him..."
"Wait a minute, you say you're a Huaxia person? Then why didn't you show up when Huaxia was facing life and death?!"
Interrupting Wang Pengfei, Ye Huan voiced his doubts. As a result, he saw Wang Pengfei's smile gradually fade away, replaced by seriousness. Not only did he not answer, but he even posed a counter-question: "Ye Huan, do you really think there is a future for Huaxia under Zhao Wujie's rule?"
Zhao Wujie?
The image of Zhao Wujie flashed through Ye Huan's mind. No matter how he thought about it, he felt Zhao Wujie was nothing but trash—specifically the kind of trash with zero combat ability. He fell into silence. After this, Wang Pengfei dropped another piece of information that was as shocking as a bombshell: "Moreover, as far as I know, your subordinates have plans to push you to become the Emperor of Huaxia."
"No, that's impossible! How could Zuo Yi and the others have that capability... this..."
Feeling it was too unbelievable, Ye Huan wanted to refute it but had only managed to say one sentence when various scenes involuntarily emerged from the depths of his mind—like the Dragon Hall Headquarters he had seen during his last return to Tianyue City and the Nine Dragon Flag representing imperial authority...
Stunned for a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After finally digesting this fact, Ye Huan regained his usual demeanor and coldly said, "Even if what you say is true, so what? On the contrary, you—being an intelligence chief—what do you want to do?"
"What do I want? It's very simple: I want to kill Xuan Ziming..."
The seriousness turned into a cold smirk as Wang Pengfei slowly revealed why he established Purple Spring Pavilion.
It turned out that fifteen years ago, when Wang Pengfei was only fourteen years old, the Southern Xiongnu Empire invaded Huaxia and breached Sky Star City. His parents fell beneath the iron hooves of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Even he could not escape; after being captured, he was thrown into a brothel and became a male prostitute, losing the basic dignity of being a man.
For the next five years, Wang Pengfei endured inhumane abuse. Fortunately, during one of his encounters at a brothel, he had the luck to meet the owner of the Purple Spring Pavilion, who took a liking to him and adopted him as a son. This allowed him to manage the Purple Spring Pavilion within Huaxia Nation over the next five years, expanding its influence throughout the entire region of Jiuzhou. His efforts were not in vain; his goal was simple—revenge.
However, after gathering extensive intelligence on Xuan Ziming, Wang Pengfei was astonished to discover that Xuan Ziming's power extended far beyond what was visible on the surface. Thus, he waited patiently for three more years for a strong individual capable of eliminating Xuan Ziming to appear.
Today, at twenty-seven years old, Wang Pengfei finally saw his hard work pay off with the arrival of Ye Huan. After observing Ye Huan closely, he realized that Ye Huan indeed possessed the potential to become a lord. Therefore, he wanted to assist him by providing some information. If Ye Huan could truly kill Xuan Ziming, Wang Pengfei would not hesitate to offer all the resources of the Purple Spring Pavilion.
"Wait a minute, you think I have what it takes to become a lord? Why not an emperor?!"
In the confined space of the room where only the two of them were present, Ye Huan expressed his most pressing question after hearing Wang Pengfei's story. After all, when considering Huaxia Nation, Zuo Yi's influence dominated a significant portion of power. Coupled with Ye Huan's own strength and that of the members of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall, becoming an emperor didn't seem too difficult.
"Yes, you could easily become the emperor of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. But perhaps you haven't realized that you have two fatal weaknesses: first, you are too sentimental; just dealing with Zhao Ziyu alone might be beyond your capabilities. Second, you lack ambition. Don't deny it—if you truly had ambition, you should have seized control of Huaxia Nation the moment you appeared before the Southern Xiongnu Million Army attacking Huaxia Imperial Capital..."
As Wang Pengfei continued analyzing Ye Huan's character and pointed out his lack of ambition, he noticed that Ye Huan seemed ready to retort but was left speechless. Wang Pengfei's observations were indeed accurate; being sentimental and lacking ambition made it unreasonable for Ye Huan to aspire to be an emperor. Was it merely based on some arms from the Twenty-First Century? That would trivialize the position of an emperor.
After reconsidering Wang Pengfei's words internally, Ye Huan found some truth in them. He indeed wasn't cut out to be an emperor; however, becoming a lord didn't seem like an easy task either. With these thoughts in mind, he turned his gaze back to Wang Pengfei.
"Hey, stop looking at me like that! I think it's more important for you to deal with Xuan Ziming first. Today I swear that as long as you can kill Xuan Ziming, I will spare no effort and use all the resources of the Purple Spring Pavilion to ensure you become a lord in Huaxia Nation. Moreover, even if you need anything from the Purple Spring Pavilion, I am willing to hand it over!"
Raising one hand towards the sky in a vow, Wang Pengfei believed wholeheartedly that while others might see the Purple Spring Pavilion merely as a means to acquire wealth, Ye Huan would surely understand its true value; otherwise, he wouldn't have established Phoenix Hall in the first place.
Hearing Wang Pengfei's words brought a smile to Ye Huan's face. After all, who wouldn't be pleased with free benefits? Nodding in agreement without saying much more, he extended his hand toward Wang Pengfei.
"What are you doing...?"
Wang Pengfei was taken aback by Ye Huan's gesture and couldn't comprehend what he meant for quite some time. Frustrated, he explained, "What do you think this is about? Information?! Didn't you collect quite a bit about Xuan Ziming? Hurry up and show it to me so I can ensure we eliminate Xuan Ziming without fail before taking over Purple Spring Pavilion!"
"Oh right, look at my memory..."
Wang Pengfei patted his forehead, a smile reappearing on his face as he hurriedly rummaged through the secret room. Soon, he handed over a stack of papers, about several dozen pages, to Ye Huan.
Receiving the documents, Ye Huan took advantage of the remaining daylight and began to review the information provided by Wang Pengfei in the secret room. The more he read, the more astonished he became. It wasn't that Xuan Ziming had so many secrets; rather, the data collected by Wang Pengfei was incredibly comprehensive. Every detail of Xuan Ziming's life—what he ate, what he wore—was meticulously recorded.
It was important to note that Xuan Ziming resided in the palace, and obtaining such detailed intelligence was no small feat. This indicated that the Purple Spring Pavilion was not just filled with beautiful women; there were likely many who had infiltrated Xuan Ziming's palace, possibly even concubines.
In addition to this, Ye Huan discovered something he was particularly concerned about: information regarding the Blood Puppets. According to Wang Pengfei's report, there were approximately six known Blood Puppets around Xuan Ziming. This number reached the limit of seven Blood Puppets that could be refined at the Golden Core Stage. Furthermore, Ye Huan had previously killed Han Lin, who was attached to Lingxiao Divine Sense. Therefore, it seemed that only six Blood Puppets remained by Xuan Ziming's side.
With knowledge of their numbers and having seen their portraits in the last few pages of the documents, Ye Huan finally felt confident. He stood up and stored the information about Xuan Ziming back into his Spatial Ring. Turning to Wang Pengfei, he said, "Wang Pengfei, I'm leaving now. Tomorrow, you will receive good news. By the way, is there a Purple Spring Pavilion in Tianyue City? If so, you can wait for me there..."
"Haha, great! I'll head back to Huaxia right now. If you really manage to kill Xuan Ziming, not only will I wait for you in Tianyue City, but I could live there for a lifetime without any problem!"
Wang Pengfei nodded with a smile as he watched Ye Huan slowly exit the secret room. However, once Ye Huan left, his expression darkened slightly. From a stack of intelligence reports, he pulled out another document detailing recent events in the Capital of Huaxia...
Unaware that Wang Pengfei still had some important words left unspoken to him, Ye Huan stepped out of the secret room and immediately noticed a tense atmosphere on the first floor of Purple Spring Pavilion. Two parties were facing off against each other: one side consisted of two individuals—Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin—while the other side was led by a single person clad in neat armor. They were clearly seasoned soldiers from the battlefield. Though there were only a dozen or so of them, their murderous aura was far beyond what ordinary City Guards possessed.
"What happened?"
Confused by the scene before him, Ye Huan approached Yang Guangyao and asked in surprise. Before Yang Guangyao could respond, someone from across the way pointed at Ye Huan with hostility and shouted, "Brothers, it's him! He stole my silver notes! Help me take him down! Once it's done, I'll split half with you!"
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