Chapter 006 is truly a peculiar one

Although the Han family is prominent in Donghai City, it is not without its share of wealthy households. Each prominent family, while relying on its own members as the foundational strength, inevitably has a large number of smaller families and clans dependent on them.

The Eight Treasures Pavilion is the most magnificent restaurant in Donghai City, consisting of three floors. Its level of consumption is unparalleled in Donghai City. Those without financial means would not dare to enter the restaurant, for once inside, if one does not order at least ten or eight exquisite dishes, one would feel too embarrassed to eat. Moreover, these ten or eight exquisite dishes would cost no less than four to five taels of silver, which is equivalent to the half-year income of an ordinary fisherman

As everyone was about to rise, Han Mo, with a smile, said: "Where are you all going? Sit down." He turned to Xiao Jing and, grinning, remarked: "Little King of Hell, I heard that you have recently been lending money at high interest, forcing several families to ruin. Don't you have nightmares when you sleep at night?"

These three golden fingers allow him to fulfill three wishes in his new life

Xiao Jing's followers surrounded him, exclaiming: "Young Master, Young Master!"

Many wishes remain unfulfilled, so Han Mo feels that these three golden fingers are merely a decoration

Fate has brought us together in a narrow path of enmity

This has been with Han Mo since the time of his birth

Others exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad, the Fifth Young Master is the God of Wealth descended to the world. We shall see in the future how to follow the Fifth Young Master and embrace the treasures of gold and silver from all over the world"

Han Mo said with a smile: "Pirates see few women, so they might even consider a sow to be a beauty. However, I will remember this matter. If there really is a 'mermaid', I will definitely catch her and bring her to the Eight Treasures Pavilion, so everyone can have a look."

Han Mo blinked and smirked, saying: "Beauty? Drifting on the sea all day, exposed to wind and sun, where could there be any beauty? Huo Qiuyuan, you took this hearsay seriously; if I go out to sea and don't see any beauty, I'll come back and skin you alive"

Perhaps the time for the golden finger to take effect has not yet arrived, whether in terms of illustrations or books

"Nightmare?" Xiao Jing laughed heartily, quite unrestrained: "Every night I hold a fragrant woman in my arms, how could I have nightmares? I only have spring dreams all night long. As for you, Han Xiao Wu, I heard that to this day you have never tasted meat. What a pity, what a pity, that is not what a man should be. Later, I will take you to a few good places and teach you how to be a person... Oh, I apologize, I meant to teach you how to be a man."

Upon hearing this sound, Han Yuan was the first to change color, his eyes filled with anger, and his face even contorted with rage. The others present, apart from Han Mo, who revealed a faint cold smile at the corner of his mouth, all slightly changed color.

"Not bad, not bad, her name is Xiang Yuer, both fragrant and delicate, with a plump backside as white as jade. When she gets excited, she behaves like a female dog!" Xiao Jing laughed recklessly.

The third floor of the Eight Treasures Pavilion is elegant and tranquil. Although there are two or three private rooms on each side, the main hall is furnished with two large round tables made of camphor wood. Guests who come to drink prefer to do so in the hall, as it is much more spacious and lively compared to the private rooms, allowing for a more comfortable atmosphere.

Han Xiaowu!" Xiao Jing's expression turned cold: "What did you say?" Seeing Han Yuan trembling with anger, he chuckled and said: "I’ll tell you the truth, young master here is indeed playing with women, and I’ve even developed some tricks. You know about the last selection of the courtesan at the Fragrant Pavilion, right? That courtesan has delicate skin and a charming figure, it’s truly alluring. If you’re interested, I can take you to see it later, and personally arrange a performance with that courtesan for you. By the way, what was the name of that tender courtesan again? Young master has played with so many women that I can’t remember some of them." That courtesan has delicate skin and a charming figure, it’s truly alluring. If you’re interested, I can take you to see it later, and personally arrange a performance with that courtesan for you. By the way, what was the name of that tender courtesan again? Young master has played with so many women that I can’t remember some of them.

"Fifth Young Master, how could I dare to deceive you?" The young master Huo Qiuyuan became somewhat anxious: "This is a true story. You know my cousin is in the Town Suppression Army, and he has been to sea several times, capturing a few pirates. The pirate himself said it, and even drew a portrait. That beauty has a bandit name m.hetushu.com.com, and the pirates all call her 'Mermaid.' With such a nickname, her looks must be quite remarkable"

At present, the clinking of glasses and the exchange of pleasantries create a truly lively atmosphere

Han Yuan would naturally not say that setting up this banquet was to express gratitude to Han Mo for helping him win over Xiang Yuer. Everyone thought it was merely a gathering among brothers. Amidst the conversation, laughter was incessant, consisting mainly of comments on which lady had a larger backside and which matron had a more ample bosom, extremely indulgent in nature

Accompanied by seven or eight sycophantic friends, the young lord of the underworld was the first to descend the stairs. He cast a disdainful glance at Han Mo's table, waved his folding fan, and leisurely walked to another table in the hall, chuckling, "Oh, isn't this the Han brothers? What a coincidence! I thought there was a pack of wild dogs barking upstairs."

As everyone settled down, the dishes and wine were served. A young gentleman remarked, "Fifth Young Master, I have heard that the town's garrison is about to set sail again. Will you be going out to sea this time? I have heard that there is a group of pirates at sea who are quite formidable, with four or five warships. It is said that the leader is a stunning beauty. If you were to set sail and with a wave of your hand bring that beauty back home as a concubine, it would surely be an extraordinary experience, haha..." I have heard that there is a group of pirates at sea who are quite formidable, with four or five warships. It is said that the leader is a stunning beauty. If you were to set sail and with a wave of your hand bring that beauty back home as a concubine, it would surely be an extraordinary experience, haha...

As soon as he finished speaking, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, he lunged forward like a cheetah, closing the distance to Xiao Jing in just two steps. One hand reached out and grasped Xiao Jing by the collar, while the other hand ruthlessly began to strike his face, which still appeared relatively handsome.

Although Han Yuan knew that he was talking nonsense, such a blatant insult towards Xiang Yuer made this man, who usually tolerated everything, unable to hold back any longer. He slammed the table, causing the dishes on it to scatter in disarray: "You are talking nonsense!"

At that moment, footsteps echoed from the staircase, and a strange voice laughed, "Damn it, I can hear a whole pack of dogs barking from half a street away, it's so noisy it makes my ears ring. Tomorrow, we should have those officers take their clubs and walk the streets, killing a few of those barking wild dogs would be good.

The "Little King of Hell," whose full name is Xiao Jing, is the only son of the governor of Donghai County, the "Black King of Hell," Xiao Muzan. It is undeniable that his appearance aligns well with the noble identity he believes he possesses. He is quite handsome, tall, and dressed in white brocade, truly deserving of the phrase "a jade tree facing the wind." This stands in stark contrast to the typical image of villains, who are often depicted as short and ugly with gluttonous features. To those who only see his exterior and do not know the truth, he may appear to be a refined and elegant young gentleman. However, the people of Donghai City are well aware that he is a wolf in human skin, and many citizens have suffered at his hands. The number of virtuous women he has harmed is also far from few.

Han Mo adjusted his attire, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "Everyone heard it, it was the little king of hell himself who made the request, asking us to beat him up. I am merely fulfilling his wish. I have lived for nearly twenty years, and this is the first time I have encountered someone making such a request; truly a peculiar individual"

The people at Han Mo's table all displayed expressions of resentment and anger, but the father of the Little Yan King was the governor of Donghai Prefecture, and the current Chancellor Xiao was also the godfather of Xiao Jing. Such status was not something anyone dared to offend lightly

Clap clap clap

Young Master, call Xiang Yuer

This matter, it is unclear when it began to circulate within Donghai City. Perhaps it was leaked by the servants in the mansion. The common people are secretly saying that this is a celestial official descending to the mortal realm, and it might even be a god of wealth.

Han Mo's repeated slaps left Xiao Jing feeling dizzy and disoriented. After delivering more than twenty slaps, his right hand suddenly bent at the fingers, and he forcefully struck down on Xiao Jing's sternum with his knuckles. He exerted considerable strength in this blow. Although the "Changsheng Jing" passed down in the Han family could not produce the internal energy found in martial arts worlds, his strength had indeed been genuinely honed. He was even certain that this strike could rival the force of a bull's horn impact.

"What a load of nonsense!" Han Mo became increasingly frustrated, raising his right hand and saying with a hint of weariness, "I truly worry that I might be ill!" He touched his left hand with his right, then couldn't help but give it a light slap, murmuring, "Useless!"

The crowd erupted in cheers

Thus, Han Mo once tried to wish to return to his former era, but these three golden fingers truly did not know what kind of wishes they could fulfill. Not only did they fail to help him return to his past world, but even his wish for a woman who looked like Marilyn Monroe was not realized.

He was about to rush over, but was pulled back by Han Mo.

Han Mo still wore a smile, leisurely saying: "Indeed, when the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked; they all share the same character."

These are all wealthy young men from Donghai City, who are dependent on the Han family and naturally flatter the children of the Han family on a daily basis

... ...

Han Mo was indeed aware that these three golden fingers possessed a somewhat fantastical quality

Han Mo saw that they were all familiar faces, and with a hearty laugh, he said: "Fourth Brother mentioned that you are all here, and I have missed you as well. It is just right for us to gather together, have some drinks, and enjoy some fun. Come, come, come, let us all sit down and chat."

Huo Qiuyuan suddenly laughed and said, "Fifth Young Master, your fingers have become increasingly golden lately; I fear that good fortune is about to arrive."

Han Yuan could no longer contain himself; he slammed the table and stood up with a cold laugh, saying: "Damn it, there isn't a clean place in Donghai County. Wherever we go, we can smell the stench of excrement. Xiao Wu, brothers, let's find another place to avoid having our noses tainted by that foul odor"

Han Mo knew that his strike had already injured Xiao Jing's sternum. For at least a year, Xiao Jing would frequently experience severe pain in his chest. Even a divine physician could only advise Xiao Jing to recuperate gradually, and it would be impossible for Xiao Jing's sternum to heal in a short period of time.

Listening to the crowd discussing matters of romance and affairs, Han Yuan was also immersed in the conversation, while Han Mo Bai and Tu Shu felt utterly bored, finding it all so uninteresting

The sound was unceasing, leaving everyone in shock and speechless.

Just as absurd as his bizarre time travel, after the accident, he found himself transported back to the moment of conception, as if brainwaves were communicating with him, revealing a strange secret.

Everyone immediately burst into laughter

Han Mo chuckled, stood up, and addressed the crowd: "Everyone, as you all know, our Han family is loyal to the emperor and loves the country, holding the government in great respect. Since the young King Yan has sincerely requested my assistance, it would be disrespectful for me to decline. Please step aside!"

Except for the thumb and index finger of Han Mo's right hand, the other three fingers are a deep yellow. Sometimes, under the sunlight, these excessively deep yellow fingers even emit a dazzling golden light, which is quite rare

Han Mo's right hand is indeed extraordinary compared to others

Han Yuan clenched his fists, wanting to smash Xiao Jing's face with a punch. However, it had long been instructed within the clan that the Han family members must not confront the Little King of Hell directly. Han Yuan's teeth ground together in frustration, yet he dared not act recklessly.

Han Yuan pulled Han Mo up to the third floor, where a large group of young gentlemen immediately came forward, all cupping their hands and smiling as they said: "Young Master Wu has arrived, Young Master Wu, it has been a while since we gathered together."

Seeing Han Yuan in a rage, Han Mo felt somewhat panicked. He knew that every member of the Han family was as strong as an ox. If Han Yuan truly decided to take action, even ten of him would not be a match. Just as he was feeling alarmed, he saw Han Mo grab Han Yuan, thinking they would not dare to strike, and became even more brazen, laughing heartily: "What? Do you want to hit me? Come on, come on, if you have the ability, then give the young master a good beating. Young master is begging you, come on!" He lightly patted his own face, provocatively saying: "Hit me here, come on, I beg you!" He thought they would not dare to act, and became even more audacious, laughing heartily: "What? Do you want to hit me? Come on, come on, if you have the ability, then give the young master a good beating. Young master is begging you, come on!" He lightly patted his own face, provocatively saying: "Hit me here, come on, I beg you!"

Indeed, when Xiao Jing was struck, he immediately exclaimed "Ouch," rolling his eyes and slumping down. The corner of his mouth, already swollen, even began to froth with white foam

Everyone knows that the little king of hell has arrived