In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 171: Taken in the Dark

Yue Mingxuan inwardly cried out that this was bad.

This woman had truly sharp eyes; with just one glance, she had spotted his flaw.

Seeing the man’s expression change drastically, Yue Mingxuan turned around and ran, but the man struck him hard on the back of the neck with a palm.

His body immediately went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Only after the opera had ended did Miaojue realize that Yue Mingxuan had not returned.

She grabbed people in the theater and questioned them one by one, searching all the way into the garden. Yet aside from finding Yue Mingxuan’s ring outside the pavilion, she did not find a single trace of him.

Knowing that something was terribly wrong, Miaojue hurried out of the opera house.

Ignoring the danger of being scolded by her elder brother, she directly lit the Midnight Blades’s most urgent signal flare.

Moments later, the nearest members of the Midnight Blades arrived in front of the opera house.

At this time, Miaojue was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

She gritting her teeth and said fiercely, "Search this opera house for me. If you can’t find Brother Mingxuan, tear this place down."

When the owner of the opera house learned that Miaojue wanted to search the building and even tear it down, he hurriedly ran over to her.

"My little ancestor, who offended you? Just tell me, I’ll help you vent your anger properly. This small business of mine can’t withstand your torment."

Miaojue stepped forward and grabbed the opera house owner by the collar. "My brother disappeared in your place. If you find him for me, I’ll compensate you with a hundred taels of gold to calm your nerves. If you can’t find him, don’t blame me for setting fire to this place."

Hearing that Miaojue was going to burn the building down, the owner was scared out of his wits. "Oh my little ancestor, I don’t even know what your brother looks like, how am I supposed to find him?"

Miaojue said coldly, "I don’t care. The person was lost here, so you must hand him over to me."

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Tang Lubao arrived with a group of people. The moment Miaojue saw him, she could no longer hold back her tears. "Big brother, I lost Brother Mingxuan..."

After listening to Miaojue carefully recount what had happened, Tang Lubao frowned deeply.

It was obvious that Yue Mingxuan had been taken by someone.

After so much time had passed, he had surely already been moved elsewhere.

Even if they tore down this opera house, they would not find him. Transporting a living person out would at least require a carriage.

Thinking of this, Tang Lubao walked up to the opera house owner and asked, "How many troupes did you invite today? Where are they from?"

The opera house owner thought for a moment and replied, "Four troupes were invited today. They’re all from Flying Opera Group."

Hearing this, Tang Lubao was somewhat shocked.

Today, he had been with Bai Huayue the whole time and had not heard anyone report that the sect had captured someone.

Thinking of some unusual movements within the organization that his informants had recently reported, his frown deepened even further.

Could it be that there was an internal traitor within Flying Opera Group?

When Yue Mingxuan woke up, he found himself surrounded by complete darkness.

He could only determine from the clopping sound of horse hooves that he was inside a carriage.

The back of his neck still hurt, the shameless man had struck really hard.

He reached out and slowly felt around his surroundings, discovering that he was placed in something like a box.

He tried to stand up, but his entire body was weak, unable to muster even a bit of strength.

After failing several times, Yue Mingxuan instead calmed down.

At least for now, his life was not in danger.

Suddenly recalling the man’s words about military camp prostitutes, he shuddered violently.

That kind of fate was truly worse than death.

He did not know how much time passed before the carriage finally stopped.

The lid above his head was opened and a burly woman grabbed Yue Mingxuan by the arm and dragged him out.

Only then did he realize that he had been transported inside a coffin all along.

These people were truly cunning, to think they would use a coffin to transport a living person.

After dragging Yue Mingxuan out, the woman pinched his chin and examined his face, she then immediately revealed a look of disgust. "They even send this kind of goods to our Piaoxiang Courtyard? Does my lord think this place is a charity house?"

When Yue Mingxuan heard the woman mention Piaoxiang Courtyard, he inwardly cried out in misery.

When he had transmigrated here before, it had been into a brothel.

Now that he had been captured, he was still being sent to a brothel.

Could it be that his transmigration mission was to visit every brothel in Beirong?

The one driving the carriage was a skinny old man.

His voice was as harsh as sandpaper scraping against gears.

He sneered and said, "My lord just figured there are many people here. This one may be a bit ugly, but he’s still untouched. After you find someone to break him in, my lord said to let him receive clients for free."

The woman curled her lips and said, "Even if this kind of goods is untouched, no one would want him. All the guests here have seen the world, how could they possibly take a fancy to such trash?"

The old man stepped forward and gave the woman’s buttocks a pinch. "Don’t you have those few guests with special tastes? The ones who even played someone to death last time. Just throw this one in as an extra and send him along, that settles it."

Hearing the two speak more and more crudely, flames almost shot out of Yue Mingxuan’s eyes as he looked at them.