Chapter 223 Two Ans

Xinzheng.

There was a mist lingering on the dark streets, making it cold and cold.

Han Fei held the light, staggered, and burped as he walked.

It was already curfew, and Han Fei saw no one on his way back home. Occasionally, there would be soldiers patrolling, but they would turn around, bow, and then go away.

Han Fei walked slowly, turned around the alley, and walked onto the bridge, when a wailing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

When Han Fei found the source of the sound, several people were already surrounding it.

The leader saw the approaching fire in the distance and became a little wary.

"who?"

"What's going on here?"

"Mind your own business."

Han Fei's curious voice elicited an angry scolding. The leader stopped his men who were about to get angry and bowed.

"I've met the Ninth Young Master."

"You recognize me?"

Han Fei scratched his face. The white-haired old man in front of him, whom he had never met before, actually recognized him?

"The most important thing for those who want to eat from our bowl is to recognize the noble people in Xinzheng City. Otherwise, we don't know when we have offended people who shouldn't be offended, and we will be in trouble."

Han Fei smiled and glanced at a corpse not far away. Han Fei glanced at everyone, and judging from their expressions, they were no strangers to this dead man.

"This seems to be your companion. Why don't you report it to the official?"

The leader sighed, his tone full of melancholy.

"The night has its own order, and people living in the mud also have their own rules of survival. Even if you report it to the government, the government will not pay much attention to it. At most, it will be recorded. Why do you need to do it multiple times?"

"It seems that Qijuetang has caused quite a lot of trouble."

Tang Qi was very surprised when Han Fei revealed their identities. This aloof Ninth Young Master actually knew about their Jianghu gang hidden in the darkness.

"How could the Ninth Young Master know about us?"

Han Fei smiled and didn't answer. He just waved and walked away.

"The dew is heavy on a cold night, please take care of yourself, Master Tang Qi."

"This Ninth Young Master is really..."

Tang Qi looked at Han Fei's retreating figure and murmured.

"Really what?"

Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared, which surprised Tang Qi. Everyone in Qi Jue Hall raised their hands and saluted.

"Boss Wei."

With his white hair fluttering, Wei Zhuang glanced at the people on the ground. From the wounds on the corpse, it was easy to notice the difference.

"Did you do it at night?"

"This brother has been hiding in the night. I'm afraid he got important information and wanted to bring him out, but he was discovered. We were a step too late and failed to rescue him in time."

Wei Zhuang smiled and went back and forth to practice. His cheeks became thinner but sharper.

"It's a good thing you came a little late, otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be more than one corpse collected tonight."

"Boss Wei, you still speak like before, can't you be more tactful?"

The expression on Tang Qi's face was very embarrassing. Although Wei Zhuang was young, he had advanced swordsmanship and took Qi Jue Hall as his own.

"The truth doesn't sound good, but it's useful."

Wei Zhuang's falcon-like eyes penetrated the dark night and looked at Han Fei's figure who was gradually moving away but had not completely disappeared.

"who is he?"

"The Ninth Young Master from South Korea has just returned from his study tour. People say he is a playboy. But that side of him just now didn't feel like that to me."

Wei Zhuang felt a little chill in his hand holding Shark Tooth. He looked up at the sky, and it seemed like it was raining.

"Your feeling is always very accurate. How is this Ninth Young Master?"

"It seems frivolous, but it is actually unfathomable."

"Is it?"

With a smile on his lips, Wei Zhuang slowly left in the rainy night. Before leaving, he left a few words.

"Take care of it, I'm afraid Ye Mu won't let it go."

The rain fell slightly, and the lake that was calm during the day was now filled with waves.

In the Mohist guild hall, Zhao Shuang sat in front of the desk and looked at the current situation of the Mohist strongholds in South Korea.

The twenty strongholds given by Ye Mu are now in operation and running well. It won't be long before a large amount of funds will be saved for his use.

It was late at night, and Zhao Shuang was going to sleep, but Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared in the house.

It was silent, and none of the Mohist disciples outside noticed it.

Zhao Shuang had a smile on his face and looked at Wei Zhuang.

"My cultivation level has improved again, I'm very energetic!"

Traveling from north to south, fighting against masters from all sides, what you get is not only powerful subordinates, but also more and more advanced cultivation.

"I have already found those people you asked me to find for you. But, what are you still waiting for?"

Wei Zhuang's face was still very calm, even a little indifferent. But Zhao Shuang has long been used to Wei Zhuang's appearance.

Not long ago, when Wei Zhuang was traveling, he heard about everything that happened in Daze Mountain.

The world has undergone tremendous changes, and the network has declined.

What the person in front of him brought to him was far from being as simple as shock. Everyone knows the deeds of the Mohist leader and knows that the trap will not let go.

But now, they don't have enough power. In other words, Luo Wang was unwilling to go to war with the Mo family head-on.

"For hundreds of years, Luo Wang has been hiding in the shadow of the Seven Kingdoms. Although the Six Sword Slaves are dead, Luo Wang's frame is still there. And in South Korea, Luo Wang's allies are getting ready to make moves recently."

"Is it night?"

Wei Zhuang found a seat and sat down, looked at the wine bottle on the table, and drank by himself.

"This beauty is drunk, I only have one left."

Before Zhao Shuang finished speaking, he was greeted by Wei Zhuang's glare. The other party's meaning is very clear. I have gone through life and death for you, and you can't even part with a bottle of wine.

"Drink, drink!"

Wei Zhuang withdrew his gaze, sipping the wine and murmuring slightly.

"The night is no longer the night it was a year ago. Now it is so connected to the Korean court that it has already turned into a monster."

In one year's time, Night's penetration into South Korea's military and political affairs has reached a quite terrifying level.

In this regard, the Mohist family was far behind. After all, when it comes to unscrupulous means, the Mo family is far inferior to Ye Mu.

Today's night is constantly draining the value of South Korea.

"It's just that you don't care about Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei, right?"

Wei Zhuang's words brought a smile to Zhao Shuang's face.

"Indeed, as long as they don't take action against the Mo family, they will be happy."

Zhao Shuang was not interested in rectifying the situation for King Han, nor was he interested in clarifying Yu Yu for South Korea. What's more, Ye Mu's current momentum is inseparable from King Han.

"It's just that if Ye Mu can be honest, it won't be Ye Mu. You should have known about the affairs of Qijuetang when you came."

Wei Zhuang smiled. This incident just happened. Has Zhao Shuang received the information? It seems that his control over Xinzheng exceeds many people's expectations.

"The Mo family is so powerful that they dare not take action openly at night. But they make small moves in the darkness and never stop."

"This is also the reason why I brought you back. You are more familiar with the battle in the dark than I am."

I coded a chapter with a headache and fever, but I couldn’t hold it any longer.

The remaining chapters will be added at the end of the month.

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