### Chapter 50: The Fateful Encounter with the Maiden Warrior, Xu Miaoyin in the First Simulation - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

### Chapter 50: The Fateful Encounter with the Maiden Warrior, Xu Miaoyin in the First Simulation Upon hearing the information in their conversation, Su Mo was startled. He had been so busy lately. Almost forgot about the monster issues over at Heifeng Mountain. However, this time both he and Guo Lin did not leave the city, narrowly avoiding a disaster. Looking at these three martial artists, Su Mo hesitated whether to warn them. After all, in the eyes of demons, martial artists were merely larger ants. Just meatier and slightly more chewy. As Su Mo pondered, Bai Manshan spoke up, his thick fingers tapping heavily on Su Mo’s shoulder. "Boss, we've traveled day and night to get to Linjiang County. We're exhausted and hungry. Could we get a meal at your place?" Su Mo quickly stepped back, shaking off Bai Manshan's hand. "I'm truly sorry, but my establishment isn't open yet. There are other inns nearby where you can eat." Bai Manshan glanced at the vat of liquor Su Mo had just brought and the alluring aroma wafted into his nose, awakening every wine craving within him. "Boss, you must sell me some." "Honestly, I've traveled all over, but I've never smelled such a remarkable fragrance." "If I don’t taste it today, I fear I won’t be able to sleep tonight." Bai Manshan, in his impatience, stomped his foot, and the silent monk beside him sighed and shook his head. Meanwhile, the Skillful Scholar Xiao Qing stepped forward, cupping his hands courteously. "To be honest, boss, the three of us have resided in the mountains for years. This time, we’ve come down to eliminate Heifeng Village at the request of an old acquaintance and for a generous bounty." "Since it’s rare for us to descend the mountain, encountering such fine spirits must be destiny. It would truly be a pity if we missed out today." "Please show some understanding and share some of your wine with us." With that, Xiao Qing took a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on a nearby table. "Boss, please consider." Eyeing the piece of silver, Su Mo felt a sudden impulse. Judging by its size, this piece must be at least five taels. One tael was enough for a plentiful meal in his establishment, so five taels was indeed a substantial sum. Casually pocketing the silver, Su Mo grinned. "Customers, you are more than welcome. Tonight, there will be no shortage of wine." "By the way, what would you like to eat? I'll head out and buy the ingredients." With these words, Su Mo led them to a more elegant seating area near the street and brought over three jars of Linjiang Spring wine. After a moment’s thought, he placed three large enamel bowls in front of them. "Be careful, dear customers. This wine is strong. Don’t overindulge." Bai Manshan, brimming with confidence, replied, "No worries about our alcohol tolerance." "You should be concerned whether you’ve got enough wine." Su Mo glanced back at his vats of wine, doubting Bai Manshan’s bragging. "Alright, you three enjoy the wine. I'll be back shortly." "Without food, wine is less enjoyable." "Go on, we’ll keep an eye on the tavern!" As soon as Su Mo left, the three opened a jar, and the rich aroma immediately filled the air, making their mouths water. Unable to resist, Bai Manshan filled his bowl first. "Brothers, let me lead the way!" He downed a large bowl of Linjiang Spring in one go. As the wine went down, he found it exquisite, leaving a lingering taste. However, he felt a burning sensation rising in his stomach, and his normal complexion turned a fiery red. "This wine packs a punch!" "Come on, let’s drink more!" By the time Su Mo returned with chicken, duck, fish, and vegetables, he found Bai Manshan and the others bright red and swaying slightly as they drank. They had already finished one jar. These three did have quite the tolerance for alcohol. Su Mo chuckled to himself. Linjiang Spring was meant to be savored from a flask with small cups to prevent quick intoxication. Since Bai Manshan boasted about their drinking capacity, he served them with jars and large bowls. As expected, they were reaching their limit already. Once the full effect hit them, he wouldn’t need much more food. Nevertheless, Su Mo continued to prepare the meal. He hadn't eaten yet, and soon Guo Lin would bring her maidservants over. He busied himself in the newly renovated kitchen. --- Inside the General’s Wife’s Chamber. Gentle light filtered through the lattice windows, warming the room like spring. A small red clay stove spread heat through the flue. Huang Qingwan sat in a rattan chair, engrossed in the newly published "Lanzhi Collection," absorbing hairstyle and cosmetic tips. She wore a long robe of bluish-white silk, with phoenixes embroidered in gold thread, contrasting her alabaster skin. Turning slightly, Huang Qingwan glanced at Chun Zhu. "How’s Lin'er been lately? Has she behaved herself?" "Tell her to stop plaguing Mr. Su." Chun Zhu immediately stepped forward. "Madam, not only has Second Miss refrained from bothering Mr. Su, but she even used her own money to hire craftsmen for his tavern renovation." "She’s been frequenting the tavern so much that she eats all her meals there now. She claims only Mr. Su’s cooking suits her taste." Saying this, Chun Zhu felt nostalgic for Su Mo. She hadn’t been able to leave the General’s Mansion and had no idea how he was doing now. Of course, what Chun Zhu didn’t know was that Huang Qingwan had long planned to impress Su Mo. The "Lanzhi Collection" was akin to a style magazine for women. Each issue was a preparation for the day she would present herself most beautifully to Su Mo. She's been waiting for this moment for a long time. Her secret desire remained unknown to anyone. Learning that Guo Lin and Su Mo got along well relieved Huang Qingwan. Perhaps her daughter wasn’t that unruly after all. "If Lin'er can get along with Mr. Su, I’ll be at ease." "Chun Zhu, I hear you’re familiar with Mr. Su. Tomorrow, ask if he needs help for the tavern opening. Let’s send staff from the General’s Mansion to assist him." Happy at the prospect of seeing Su Mo, Chun Zhu quickly agreed. "Yes, madam!" --- Su Mo had just finished cooking and was about to serve the dishes when a group of women in white broke into the tavern. They wore tight white outfits, standing tall with swords gleaming at their waists. Leading them was a poised, exceedingly beautiful woman. Her bright eyes, graceful nose, and naturally red lips formed an enchanting face. Her full bust strained against the tight white attire. What caught everyone's attention was her waist-to-hip ratio, with a large, round posterior and a waist so small it could be held with one hand. The result was a strikingly exaggerated silhouette. Her name was Xu Miaoyin, the master of the Snow Maiden Sect. Long ago, before she could marry, her husband drowned, leading to her being branded a jinx until fate brought her into the tutelage of the previous Snow Maiden Sect head, Bai Lianhua. She then worked her way to becoming the current leader. She had come to Linjiang City to eliminate Heifeng Village. Seeing the three men slumped by the window in a drunken stupor, one of the female disciples exclaimed in disbelief. "Cloud-Piercer Monk, Silent Monk, Skillful Scholar." "The three heroes of Hengshan are here too!" "What three heroes of Hengshan?" As Su Mo emerged from the kitchen with two plates of stir-fry for Bai Manshan’s group, he overheard the mention of the three heroes of Hengshan and asked. The moment Xu Miaoyin saw Su Mo, her heartbeat faltered. Su... Su Lang?!!! (End of chapter)