Chapter 1140: Chapter 91: Aren’t You Meddling a Bit Too Much?

A young man in a long robe with a flowing hairstyle stood at the entrance of the Liusheng Dojo, hands clasped behind his back, followed by two male and two female servants, looking imposing and awe-inspiring.

Yagyu Junko’s nerves were already numb.

She had seen too many strange occurrences today, so much so that even if a pig flew up at the dojo’s entrance, she felt she wouldn’t be surprised.

“And who might you be, roaming into a private establishment at this late hour?”

Yagyu Junko pressed her hand on the katana at her waist, staring at the young man before her and sternly questioning, “Do you truly think our dojo is so empty that you can act with impunity?”

“You’ve misunderstood, Master.”

The young man gave a slight nod, spreading his hands to show he harbored no ill intentions.

“We are demon hunters from Cypher. This evening, we happened to pass by and noticed a great surge of demon qi from your premises, prompting us to visit.”

Demon qi surging to the sky?

Yagyu Junko instinctively turned her head to glance behind her.

Where? Here?

“Not to mention that we have no demons here, even if we did, we could handle it ourselves without troubling you. Since you’ve just returned from overseas, you might not be fully familiar with the local customs. Instead of meddling in others’ affairs, perhaps you’d be better off learning some Jianghu rules.”

Upon hearing Yagyu Junko’s explanation, the young man did not get upset, but rather humbly asked, “We indeed are unfamiliar with the local customs and would appreciate it if the Master could enlighten us—how does exorcism violate any Jianghu rules?”

“I don’t know about Cypher, but here is Tianmen. If, sir, you notice demon qi surging anywhere, there’s no need to endanger yourself—you can just call the police directly.”

“Call the police?”

The young man was taken aback, partly because he hadn’t expected such matters could be reported to the police, and partly due to Yagyu Junko’s suggestion, which left him puzzled.

Reporting to the police—what kind of Jianghu rule is that?

Could it be that they’re… secretly conspiring?

Just when he was hesitating, Yan Yu’an leisurely strolled out from the courtyard.

“What’s going on here?”

Yagyu Junko promptly explained, “This gentleman, who has just returned from overseas Jianghu, claims to be a demon hunter and says he detected demon qi around here.”

“Demon qi?”

Yan Yu’an sized up the young man and the four servants behind him. “May I ask for your name, sir?”

The young man quickly clasped his hands in a salute: “My humble surname is Huang. My given name is Huang Anshi, originally from Guangdong Province. Since childhood, I’ve followed my family overseas, making a living through exorcism and blessings, and later joined the West Coast Demon Hunter Association. Here is my ID…”

Yan Yu’an did not take the ID, his gaze once again sweeping over the servants behind him.

“Surname Huang… coming from Cypher, what’s your relation to Huang Banxian?”

Huang Anshi was taken aback and quickly waved his hand: “If you’ve heard of Huang Banxian from others, that would be my father. But that’s just friends from Jianghu speaking highly of him; my father himself never claims to deserve such a title.”

Yan Yu’an chuckled, “So you are the son of Huang Banxian—I’ve long heard of you. As the saying goes, ‘Like father, like son.’ If you detect demon qi here, there must be some. But can Mr. Huang discern what kind of demon is at work here?”

Huang Anshi hesitated a bit before uncertainly stating, “My skills are limited; I can only vaguely sense a water-based demon. As for what it is specifically, further investigation is needed.”

“A water ghost, perhaps.”

“Not necessarily a water ghost…”

Yan Yu’an frowned and looked at Yagyu Junko. “Are you harboring a water ghost here?”

“Absolutely not!”

Yagyu Junko staunchly denied it.

Kidding me? If this got out, how would we continue our business?

“You know, our dojo mainly hosts female disciples, which makes the atmosphere seem a bit gloomy. But this is a legitimate training venue; no demon would dare make trouble here!”

Yagyu Junko emphasized the word “legitimate.”

Just because we’re running some other business, doesn’t mean we’re not legitimate!

Even Song Gongming of Mount Liang needed to wave the banner of ‘acting on behalf of justice.’

Without the legitimate dojo sign, how are we different from the sea monks?

“Perhaps we can do it this way.”

Yan Yu’an pondered for a moment, then suggested to Yagyu Junko: “Since they’ve come all the way, it must mean there’s a problem. To deny them entry outright would harm the dojo’s reputation if word spreads.”

Yagyu Junko looked exasperated.

Whether or not there are demons here, you should know better than anyone else.

“And Mr. Huang, as you’re new here, you may not fully comprehend the situation. This dojo primarily enrolls female disciples, making it inconvenient to host strangers. However, you seem worn from travel, and it’s past midnight with nowhere else to go. Perhaps the Master could arrange a guest room for you to rest overnight. Investigate the demon tomorrow in daylight; there’s no rush.”

Huang Anshi quickly declined, “That won’t be necessary—we’ll find a place to stay. My main concern is the demon attacking people at night.”

“If you stay here, should the demon emerge to wreak havoc, wouldn’t you be in a position to stop it in time?”

“True, that does make sense…”

After inviting Huang Anshi and his companions into the dojo, Yagyu Junko blandly instructed her servants to clean the rooms and, walking to a secluded place, couldn’t help but whisper, “Master, these people have a mysterious background and unclear intentions. Why let them in?”

“Precisely because their background is mysterious and intentions unclear, we must keep eyes on them to uncover their true purpose,”

Yan Yu’an smiled, “Don’t worry, your disciples won’t come to harm with us here.”

Am I worried about those brats? I’m worried about the family business!

Yagyu Junko dared not voice her frustration.

What she really felt was hard to say, but she had to put up a polite facade.

Meanwhile, Huang Anshi and his party were shown to the guest room, where a maid carried in bedding and laid out food and drink.

Sakuyo, holding a long sword, knelt at the doorway and softly introduced, “These food and drinks are gifts from the head, at no extra cost. There are many women here, so we ask guests not to wander about to protect their dignity. I’ll stand guard here; should you need anything, just let me know directly.”

This rather overtly showed distrust.

Can’t blame them for putting on a cold face—it’s your own fault for barging in to catch ghosts in the dead of night.

Huang Anshi curiously looked at the brightly lit courtyard afar, sounds of laughter faintly heard, “What’s going on over there?”

Sakuyo replied coldly, “Naturally, they’re entertaining guests.”

“Isn’t this a dojo?”

“We are a Sword Dojo, not a nunnery. Even nunneries have worshippers come. Guests who come through the front door in broad daylight, we naturally treat with courtesy.”

“Do the guests who come in the daytime not go home at night?”

“That’s a bit none of your business, isn’t it?”