Chapter 231: Being Obsessed

Xinzheng is a bit cold at night, but now the streets are full of people, and the desolate scene of the past nights is completely gone.

Zhao Shuang stood next to the stall, holding the hot food that the store had just prepared, looking at this scene with some emotion.

This is not the first time to watch the night view of Xinzheng here, but the feeling today is very special.

During the Warring States Period, night did not belong to ordinary Guizhou people.

But now, they suddenly poured out, laughing and laughing on the street, which made Zhao Shuang feel a little bit beyond the times.

A moment of prosperity is still precious in this chaotic era.

Among the crowd, a person walked over. Zhao Shuang smiled and gave him a portion of the cooked food in his hand.

Wei Zhuang put down the shark tooth in his hand and leaned against the tile with Zhao Shuang, watching the flow of people on the street.

"How's it going?"

"The trouble has been solved."

There was a hustle and bustle on the street, and it felt like there was a layer of paper gently beating in my ears. Wei Zhuang's voice was not loud, but very powerful.

Wei Zhuang's Niqiusha has been secretly confronting Bai Niao in the night, for the supplies shipped from East Vietnam.

This is a considerable asset, both to an individual and to an organization.

The arrival of Wei Zhuang proved that this material had been divided into more than twenty parts and dispersed through various Mo family strongholds.

Before Ji Wuye reaches Xu Di, the best way is to speed up the transportation to avoid being blocked by the night.

Part of this money was originally intended to maintain the operation of the Mohist stronghold in Han, rather than being transported to more distant places. Therefore, as long as it passes through Xu Land and comes into contact with the Mohist forces, it can quickly escape the control of the night.

"So Ji Wuye is destined to have a wasted trip."

There was a hint of joking in Zhao Shuang's smile. Not long ago, Ji Wuye's high-spirited departure was still in the minds of every Xinzheng City resident.

But now, he was afraid that he would have to go back and forth awkwardly. Because there is no way to find anything useful there.

"Ji Wuye is gone, but Ye Mu is still entrenched in this city. It seems that for Ye Mu, the leader Ji Wuye is just a cover."

After Wei Zhuang's experience of fighting Ye Mu these days, although Ji Wuye is Ye Mu's master, his master's weight is not as important as Wei Zhuang thought.

"Sir, this is the wine you asked for."

The vendor smiled and came to Zhao Shuang while carrying two bottles of wine. He took out a small bag of coins from his sleeve, threw it on the vendor's plate, bowed to the vendor, and left.

The night market is busy, which puts huge pressure on the South Korean Army's Military and Horse Division to maintain stability. But for these vendors, it is also a good opportunity to make money.

The wine is spicy and has a long aftertaste after entering the mouth. Wei Zhuang was very moved when he looked at the scene in front of him.

He was born in the cold palace of South Korea and had a complicated life experience. He was appreciated by Gui Guzi and joined the Zongheng sect.

Wei Zhuang always had his eyes set high above his head. Except for his senior brother Gai Nie, few people could make him take a direct look at him.

However, today's life has deviated from Wei Zhuang's originally planned track. However, Wei Zhuang glanced at Zhao Shuang, who was drinking.

Wei Zhuang did not give up on days like this.

At least, not yet.

Visiting this old place again, Wei Zhuang felt a little complicated. Until, a delicate and crisp sound appeared in my ears.

"Brother, can't you come out with me without drinking?"

The girl's clear voice was a bit coquettish, and she was very dissatisfied with the behavior of the man next to her. In such a beautiful and lively night scene, the man next to her only knew how to drink and didn't care about her own feelings at all.

When Wei Zhuang saw the woman, there was a slight fluctuation in his calm eyes.

It was very slight, so slight that maybe he didn't notice it himself.

"Guren, I'm tired, let's take a break."

Han Fei didn't know whether he drank too much or walked for too long. He walked down the street naturally, stayed next to Zhao Shuang, waved and said hello.

Zhao Shuang and Wei Zhuang looked at each other and saw the girl with her hands on her waist looking at Han Fei.

"Brother, you really need to exercise hard, your physical strength is not as good as mine!"

Such a scene naturally attracted a lot of attention. Honglian turned his head and looked aside, wanting to curse.

As a unruly princess, it is normal for her to scold anyone she doesn't like.

However, she unexpectedly discovered that the two men in this inconspicuous corner were unexpectedly very good-looking.

For a moment, Honglian swallowed the curse words in her mouth.

Honglian's eyes looked between the two people unscrupulously, and finally stayed on Wei Zhuang.

"This sword of yours seems very special. Are you a swordsman?"

Wei Zhuang's arrogance was destined to ignore this girl who took the initiative to chat with him for the first time in his life.

Seeing that Wei Zhuang ignored him, Hong Lian was already angry in her heart, but she didn't show it. She just turned away and glanced at Wei Zhuang secretly. She found that the other person really ignored her, and she was completely angry.

"Brother, let's go!"

Han Fei complained endlessly. He drank too much and smelled of alcohol. He was really tired now.

"hold on!"

With that said, Han Fei took a breath, looked aside, shook the wine bottle, licked his face and smiled.

"Both brothers, we are both drinking buddies. The bottle is empty. Can you please spread it?"

Seeing her brother acting so shamelessly, Honglian was really angry. To be precise, when Wei Zhuang poured half of the wine in the flask to Han Fei, Honglian's anger exploded.

He was obviously a stranger, and although he looked familiar, Honglian didn't know why, but she was very concerned about Wei Zhuang's every move.

"Thank you!"

"I went to play by myself!"

"Don't run too far!"

Honglian was furious and left without saying hello. Han Fei smiled a little apologetically.

"My roommate is rude, I hope you two can forgive me."

"It doesn't matter!"

Han Fei raised his head and glanced at the sky, feeling a little sad.

"Such a lively street scene, even the brilliance of the starry sky is obscured. It is really rare in this chaotic world."

"The more chaotic the world becomes, the more extravagant the princes and nobles become. The people are poor and wars occur frequently. However, the lively scene for the people actually does not matter to the princes."

Zhao Shuang's words made Han Fei look sideways, but he did not refute.

"Brother's words are truly admirable. However, although my clothes are ordinary, I can't conceal my nobility. I'm afraid he is also a noble prince."

Although Han Fei looked drunk, his eyes were extremely sharp and had the ability to see into the world.

"What the Ninth Young Master said is absolutely true!"

Zhao Shuang held up the jug and offered a toast. Han Fei didn't care when someone revealed his identity and toasted him with a jug in return.

Everything is in silence.

Until, Wei Zhuang slowly spoke.

"She disappeared!"

who is she?

Neither Zhao Shuang nor Han Fei realized who Wei Zhuang was talking about at first?

When Zhao Shuang came to his senses, there was a bit of surprise on his face.

Is this kid so caring about people?