WebNovel Chapter 1290 She's actually Ning Ruan?
Chapter 1290 She's actually Ning Ruan?
"I do not know."
"As for whether it's true or not, why don't we just ask him?"
Ning Ruan didn't look at the waiter again.
With a swift movement, he leaped directly from the window of the private room.
The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
"Guest...guest!"
The waiter's expression changed drastically. He rushed to the window, only to see a fleeting shadow float lightly into the back alley.
His heart pounded wildly, and he frantically pulled out a communication jade talisman: "Manager! I dare not! The distinguished guest in room number one... she, she seems to want to interfere in the affairs of that old man from the Wind Fox Clan."
……
The back alley of Zuixianfang is damp and dark, a stark contrast to the magnificent front hall.
Just as several cultivators dressed as servants of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion were about to forcibly bind the thin, elderly Wind Fox Clan member, a figure landed in front of them without warning.
"What are you doing?"
The girl in the blue dress tilted her head slightly and asked curiously.
"..."
The cultivators paused, exchanging bewildered glances.
If it were someone else, they could simply speak up and disperse the crowd.
But the woman in front of them... they saw her jump from the top-floor room.
If that's the case... then it's not advisable to offend them.
The leading cultivator quickly cupped his hands in greeting, his tone still respectful:
"Replying to this distinguished guest, this is an internal matter of our Drunken Immortal Pavilion."
"This person... is somewhat mentally unstable and is talking nonsense. We are about to ask him to leave."
"Out of your mind?" Ning Ruan chuckled lightly. "Please leave?"
Ning Ruan's gaze swept over the old man who had been silenced, her eyes narrowing slightly: "I don't think so, do I?"
"The way you're acting makes it seem like you're about to arrest someone."
"The guest has misunderstood. This is not the first time he has caused a disturbance here. We have tried to persuade him several times, but he still wouldn't listen. We had no choice but to take action now."
"Is that so?" Ning Ruan raised an eyebrow. "Then hand him over to me. I know him."
The leading cultivator: "..."
If it weren't for the mention of knowing him, they wouldn't have minded sending the old man away first.
But to truly understand someone is another matter entirely.
What if this old madman says something like "the missing person is in Jiaocheng" again? Wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of Zuixianfang and the City Lord's Mansion?
"Guest, this...I'm afraid it's inappropriate." The leading cultivator said, forcing a smile, "He offended our Drunken Immortal Pavilion. According to the rules, we need to..."
"rule?"
Ning Ruan interrupted him, a half-smile on her face, "What rules?"
"Didn't you say before that you were just asking for a leave? Why are you changing your mind now?"
"..."
Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, a figure appeared out of nowhere.
The man wore a brocade robe, had a human appearance, and looked quite shrewd and capable.
As soon as he appeared, he glared at several cultivators and shouted angrily, "You bastards, how dare you offend even the distinguished guests of my Drunken Immortal Pavilion? Go and receive your punishment."
After saying that, he smiled broadly and bowed to Ning Ruan, saying, "This honored guest, I am the manager of Zuixianfang. My subordinates are ignorant and have disturbed you. Please forgive them."
As he spoke, he subtly observed Ning Ruan.
No matter how you look at it, he seems to be only at the mid-stage of the tenth realm.
But he was quite generous with his spending.
They immediately asked for the best room upon arrival.
He seemed to know Zuixianfang very well, and appeared to be a frequent diner there.
They can even list out all their signature dishes like the back of their hand.
"Whether the sea is tolerant or not is not important." Ning Ruan pointed to the old man who was still tied up. "I'm taking him with me."
The steward chuckled: "Distinguished guest, you may not know this, but this man is deeply hysterical and spouts nonsense. If he were to stay by your side, he would likely disturb your peace."
"How about this, you go back to your private room first, and all your expenses for today will be covered by Zuixianfang, how about that?"
Ning Ruan ignored him.
He simply said to the old man, "Want to come with me? Blink if you do."
An astonishing light suddenly burst forth in the old man's cloudy eyes. He could not speak, but could only blink frantically, tears even welling up in the corners of his eyes.
“You see,” Ning Ruan turned to the manager, speaking matter-of-factly, “he’s very happy to do so.”
"He's happy, and I'm happy too. As for whether you're happy or not, what does that have to do with me?"
The words fell.
She tapped the scroll at her waist.
But in an instant.
The Wind Fox Clan elder, completely bound, was directly sucked into the unfurled scroll...
Several cultivators from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, along with their manager, froze in shock, their expressions instantly hardening.
"Is the guest deliberately trying to make an enemy of my Jiao clan?"
The manager was the first to react; his face darkened, his smile vanished completely, and his tone became much colder.
"I advise you, guest, not to make trouble for yourself over a crazy old man."
"If you think I'm just looking for trouble, then so be it."
Ning Ruan yawned leisurely, then turned and headed out of the alley. "I'm taking the person with me."
"If you are not satisfied, have your city lord of Jiaocheng come to me personally to ask for my person."
I'm right here—
She paused, seemingly considering the address, then added:
"Yunxi Terrace in Jiaocheng".
The manager's hand, which had transformed into a gigantic claw, suddenly stopped upon hearing the words "Yunxi Terrace".
"You're the one who rented Yunqi Terrace?"
He raised his voice and questioned Ning Ruan's retreating figure.
However, no reply was received.
Ning Ruan's figure had disappeared.
It disappeared suddenly.
There are no signs.
He could no longer sense any fluctuations in his aura.
"Sir, what should we do now? If she really knows that old man... won't this cause a huge uproar?"
One of the monks suddenly felt uneasy, and his face showed hesitation.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have killed that old bastard a couple of days ago. He dared to throw all sorts of mud at me."
Another cultivator said in a deep voice.
The manager glared at the two of them, about to speak.
Then, a pillar of light suddenly rose from the direction of the Phoenix Clan in the distance...
Following closely behind were the Dark Clan, the Thunder Ghost Clan, the Mystic Water Clan...
The Cloud Pavilions of the ten races were activated one after another at the same time.
"This, this... Yunqi Terrace, it's all activated?"
"This method feels so... so familiar..."
"How could I not be familiar with it? Ning Ruan did just that before, and with the help of the Ten Cities Cloud Pavilion, she escaped the pursuit of the Xuan Shui Clan's Grand Master, which also led to the complete destruction of the Ten Cities Cloud Pavilion."
“Ning Ruan… well, it’s not like she rented Yunqi Terrace in Jiaocheng…”
The monk who had been speaking immediately shut his mouth.
Paintings... paintings that can attract people...
What was taken away from that old guy just now seemed to be a painting?
Although it wasn't unfolded, it clearly resembled a scroll.
If it's described as a painting, then that makes perfect sense.
So, that was Ning Ruan?
The steward stared wide-eyed, his heart pounding, his forehead already beaded with cold sweat.
If several waiters could think of it, how could he not?
Ning Ruan...it's actually Ning Ruan!
He almost attacked Ning Ruan?