Spending Millions Lavishly

Yuan Shu asked politely, "May I ask who your esteemed master is, young hero?" 

Regarding Shi A's background, Yuan Shu was somewhat aware—he was the top disciple of the Sword Saint Wang Yue and had received Wang Yue's true teachings. 

However, Shi A had not yet introduced himself, and Yuan Shu only knew his identity thanks to the system. If he were to call him by name directly, it would seem illogical. 

As expected, Shi A respectfully replied, "My master is the Sword Saint Wang Yue of Yanshan. He has long admired you, young master, and has always wanted to meet you. Therefore, he specially sent me to seek you out." 

Yuan Shu was quite surprised to hear this. Wang Yue admires me? 

I am merely a hedonistic spendthrift in Luoyang City, while Wang Yue is the renowned Sword Saint of Yanshan. 

It seems like our paths should never cross. How could Wang Yue have long admired me? 

However, judging by Shi A's respectful attitude, it seemed that Wang Yue harbored no ill intentions. 

Since there was no danger to himself, Yuan Shu thought that meeting Wang Yue and asking for clarification would resolve his doubts. 

With that in mind, Yuan Shu smiled and said to Shi A, 

"Then, young hero, follow me for now, and we will find an opportunity to meet your master." 

Shi A sheathed his sword and cupped his hands in salute, replying, 

"Understood! My master has ordered me to obey your every command, young master." 

Yuan Shu nodded in satisfaction. It seemed Wang Yue had a high level of goodwill towards him, entrusting his top disciple to his service. 

At this moment, Zou Rong stepped forward gracefully and stood beside Yuan Shu, saying, 

"I am Zou Rong. Thank you, Young Master Yuan, for saving my life." 

Though young, Zou Rong was not naive. 

For an unfortunate girl to become the top courtesan of Furong Pavilion, she had experienced the fickleness of human nature. 

Had Yuan Shu not intervened today, she would have undoubtedly been taken away by Zhang Ji. 

She could not even imagine the tragic fate that awaited her. 

"Ding! Favorability of beauty Zou Rong towards the host has increased by 20 points. Current favorability: 40 (Close Friend)." 

Yuan Shu spoke gently to Zou Rong, 

"A graceful lady is a gentleman's desire. I would never allow a beauty like Miss Zou to be taken by such a vulgar brute. 

I don't think you're safe here at Furong Pavilion. Would you be willing to come home with me?" 

Zou Rong felt her face flush slightly and shyly replied, 

"You have shown me great kindness, young master. I should repay you with my life, but I have an existing contract with Furong Pavilion, so I fear I cannot serve you." 

If she had said this to an ordinary person, such a polite refusal would have been enough to dissuade them. 

After all, Yuan Shu had just saved her, and taking her away despite her contract would make him no different from Zhang Ji, who tried to seize her by force. 

But who was Yuan Shu? 

He was the number one spendthrift in Luoyang—no, the number one young master. 

Such a trivial matter could hardly trouble him. 

Yuan Shu smiled and said, "That's no problem. I will buy your freedom." 

Zou Rong looked at Yuan Shu with wide, incredulous eyes. Buy my freedom? 

I just signed a contract with Furong Pavilion, and the redemption price is extremely high. 

At that moment, the owner of Furong Pavilion arrived with a few people. 

After such a major incident, it was impossible for the owner not to make an appearance.

The owner was a portly middle-aged man with a kind and honest appearance, his face filled with a friendly smile. 

He stepped onto the stage and directly apologized to Yuan Shu: 

"Young master, I deeply apologize for such an unpleasant incident occurring in my Furong Pavilion. As a token of my apology, all your expenses today will be on the house!" 

While the owner was apologizing to Yuan Shu, several attendants were tidying up the chaotic stage and comforting the frightened dancers, quickly restoring order to Furong Pavilion. 

In fact, the real culprit behind this unexpected incident was Zhang Ji, and it had nothing to do with the owner. 

Zhang Ji's disruption would inevitably affect the business, making the owner another victim of this incident. 

Yuan Shu had no intention of making things difficult for the owner and spoke to him kindly: 

"What happened just now was a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. 

However, I do have an important matter to discuss with you." 

Seeing that Yuan Shu was not blaming him, the owner felt somewhat relieved and asked: 

"What matter does the young master wish to discuss with me?" 

Yuan Shu smiled and said: "Today, I have fallen for Miss Zou at first sight and would like to redeem her. I can only ask the owner to part with her. 

Please name your price, and I will not bargain no matter the amount." 

"This..." The owner's face showed difficulty at Yuan Shu's request. 

He had only recently discovered such a peerless beauty like Zou Rong, and she was just beginning to bring fame to Furong Pavilion. 

For Yuan Shu to ask to redeem her at this moment was essentially cutting off his source of income. 

His first instinct was to refuse. 

However, before he could say a word, one of Yuan Shu's attendants spoke up: 

"Owner, our young master is none other than Yuan Sikong's legitimate son, Young Master Yuan Shu. Have you heard of him?" 

Upon hearing Yuan Shu's name, the owner swallowed the words he was about to say. 

What a joke—although it was the first time seeing him in person today, he had long been familiar with Yuan Shu's infamous reputation. 

The number one wastrel of Luoyang, the greatest playboy of the Han Dynasty, and the legitimate son of the Yuan family, the most prestigious family in the Han Empire. 

With such titles combined, who would dare to offend him? 

It could be said that if Yuan Shu wanted Furong Pavilion to go bankrupt today, it would happen without delay. 

With the Yuan family's influence, even taking his life would not be difficult. 

Let alone just asking for Zou Rong, even if he wanted the entire Furong Pavilion, the owner would have to offer it with both hands. 

Forcing a smile that was uglier than crying, the owner said to Yuan Shu: 

"Miss Zou being chosen by Young Master Yuan is her great fortune from several lifetimes. How could I possibly accept your money? 

I will terminate the contract immediately!" 

Yuan Shu waved his hand and said: "I said redemption, so redemption it is. Otherwise, how am I any different from that brute earlier? 

Since the owner refuses to set a price, how about I offer one instead? 

One million coins to redeem Miss Zou's contract—how about it?" 

One million coins?! The price shocked the owner, who had expected at most a hundred thousand. 

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, he said: 

"Young Master Yuan, this is far too much money, I..." 

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Shu interrupted him: 

"To me, Miss Zou is priceless. How can mere money compare to her? 

One million coins is simply my gesture in bringing her home, nothing more. There's no need to say more—it's settled! Zhang Cheng?" 

The attendant who had spoken earlier quickly responded: "I am here." 

Yuan Shu directly ordered: "Pay the money." 

Receiving his master's command, Zhang Cheng wasted no words and handed the money to the owner, saying: 

"Our young master is giving you the money, so take it and don't talk nonsense, understand?" 

The owner of Furong Pavilion accepted the money and nodded repeatedly to Yuan Shu, saying: 

"I understand, many thanks for your generosity, young master. I will deliver Miss Zou's contract to you shortly."