Martial Arts Crossover: Something's Wrong with This Evil Sect

Chapter 135 Guo Juxia: What's wrong with my daughter!

The Six Doors are responsible for overseeing the martial arts world, and usually only handle matters related to conflicts between martial arts sects and wanted criminals by local governments.

Therefore, the area in front of the gate was quite deserted.

The headquarters of the Six Doors faces south and has doors on the east, south, and west sides, with two doors on each side, for a total of six doors, hence the name "Six Doors".

Clatter, clatter, clatter, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.

A carriage adorned with flowers slowly pulled up at the entrance of the Six Doors.

The constable guarding the gate glanced at him with surprise, thinking to himself, "What audacity! Do they know where they are and just park here like that?!"

Just as he was about to step forward and drive the carriage away, he saw a handsome young nobleman slowly stepping down from the carriage.

This person was exceptionally handsome, with a refined demeanor. Most importantly, he always had a faint smile on his lips, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.

Such a unique temperament, who else could it be but Hua Manlou!

Even the constable, known for his iron will, couldn't bear to reprimand him and could only offer a stern reminder.

"Young master, this is the headquarters of the Six Doors! If there is no urgent matter, please drive away immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Manlou's smile widened, and he clasped his hands in a fist and said slowly.

"My name is Hua Manlou. I have something to discuss with Master Guo. May I trouble you to inform him?"

Hua Manlou?

The seventh young master of the Hua family in Jiangnan?

Upon hearing Hua Manlou's self-introduction, the gatekeeper's expression instantly changed drastically. Having worked for the Six Doors for so long, he naturally knew the reputation of the Hua family of Jiangnan.

Unexpectedly, it was the seventh young master of the Hua family who personally came to request an audience today.

However, the rumor is that this Seventh Young Master is blind?

Thinking of this, he quickly looked into Hua Manlou's eyes, only to find that Hua Manlou's eyes were like a stagnant pool of water, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

It's truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent, but this young master Hua looks no different from any other ordinary person.

With his mind racing, the constable then clasped his hands in a salute.

"So it's Young Master Hua in person! Please wait here for a moment and don't move. I'll go in and inform him right away!"

"In that case, I'll trouble you, brother."

After bowing, Hua Manlou stood still and waited quietly.

Before long, the constable returned and led Hua Manlou inside.

As soon as Hua Manlou stepped into the Six Doors, he felt countless eyes sweeping over him from the shadows.

The underlying sense of scrutiny is undisguised.

Anyone with a weaker constitution would probably have wet their pants by now.

However, Hua Manlou remained completely unaffected and composed.

After passing through layers of checkpoints, Hua Manlou finally met Guo Juxia, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Guo Juxia was dressed simply, his square face exuding authority without anger, and his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Da da da.

He was staring at the intelligence report in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, and his hands rhythmically tapping on the table.

"Chief Constable, Young Master Hua has arrived."

As the gatekeeper's voice rang out, Guo Juxia slowly raised his head, looking at Hua Manlou before him, a hint of warmth flashing across his cold face.

"Isn't this Qi Tong? Come and sit down."

Then, with a wave of his hand, the constable, showing great tact, walked out and closed the door behind him.

Seeing his subordinates leave, Guo Juxia smiled and greeted them, "It's been a while since I've seen your father. How has his health been lately?"

"Uncle Guo is thinking of me."

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Hua Manlou bowed slightly and then smiled and said, "My father is in good health and has been saying that he wants to come and have a few drinks with Uncle Guo when he has time."

"That's great! Your dad's drinking capacity is incredible, no doubt about it, he's a terrible drinker but loves to drink!"

A flicker of reminiscence crossed Guo Juxia's eyes; he and Hua Ruling had been friends for decades.

When the notorious thief in iron shoes committed his crimes, he happened to be out of town handling a bizarre kidnapping case.

Hearing about this later, he was filled with regret. If he had been there back then, what trouble could a master thief like Iron Shoes have caused?

Looking at Hua Manlou before him, Guo Juxia was filled with emotion. Finally, he sighed softly, "The past cannot be retrieved."

He then asked, "Did Qitong come to see me this time because of something?"

You know, ever since he wanted to marry Guo Furong to Hua Manlou two years ago, I don't know why...

Hua Manlou started avoiding him and rarely came to see him, so he must have encountered some trouble.

But she had already decided in her heart that if she ever needed his help, she would do everything she could to give her daughter a chance.

What's wrong with his daughter, Guo Furong?

Aside from having a bad temper, not being good at needlework, and not being good at serving others, she seems pretty good.

"Uncle Guo, the main reason I came here is to hear your opinions on Constables Jiang Long and Luo Ma."

"Hmm? Jiang Long, Luo Ma?"

Guo Juxia frowned, not expecting it to be about this matter, but after thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Both of these two have been with the Six Doors for quite some time. Jiang Long was someone I personally trained, while Luo Ma was recruited from the martial arts world later."

However, both of them are quite capable at solving cases, ranking among the top in the Six Doors (a government agency), otherwise I wouldn't have sent them to assist Master Lu in solving the case of the counterfeit silver notes.

"Speaking of which, is there any progress in the counterfeit banknote case recently?"

"I see!"

Hua Manlou nodded, and then told Guo Juxia all the guesses the others had made.

"Heh, what audacity! You actually dare to do something like this right under my nose?!"

Guo Juxia's expression remained unchanged, but the dissatisfaction revealed in his words was self-evident.

The surrounding air seemed to be affected by Guo Juxia's mood, becoming cold and biting!

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Who is Guo Juxia?

He rose from the very bottom of the underworld, step by step, to his current position, and has taken more than a thousand lives on his hands!

At the same time, our understanding of human nature has reached an unbelievable level.

He had only listened to Hua Manlou recount the general process, but he had already come to his conclusion that Luo Ma and Boss Qian were definitely not clean; they were either the masterminds or accomplices!

"Jiang Long should be fine; the problem lies with Luo Ma. It seems we can't let Luo Ma live!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Manlou almost lost his composure. He knew that Guo Juxia hated evil and was decisive in killing, but this was a bit too decisive.

"Uncle Guo, please don't worry. We don't have conclusive evidence yet; further investigation is needed..."

Hua Manlou paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts, before continuing, "Now that Uncle Guo is a member of the imperial court, if we don't find evidence, it will inevitably give others something to talk about. The imperial censors are not to be trifled with."

A hint of undisguised admiration flashed in Guo Juxia's eyes. What a fine child!

He still knows how to consider his feelings; I wish he were my own son-in-law.

The more he looked at Hua Manlou, the more he liked him. His family background, appearance, personality, martial arts skills, and talent all struck a chord with him.

He had previously planned to let Zhui Feng give it a try, but now he thinks better of it!

There's an old saying that goes, "Comparing people is a recipe for disaster, comparing goods is a recipe for disaster."

People are afraid of comparisons. Now he has only one sentence: chasing the trend is not worthy!