When it was time for dinner, Xue Huaien asked someone to invite Murong Qiuming and Song Zhiwen to his tent. As soon as they walked in, they saw a few dishes on the table and even a pot of wine.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Xue Huai'en said, "You are all here, sit down first."

Murong Qiuming and Song Zhiwen looked at each other, then walked over to sit down separately.

Song Zhiwen said, "Brother Xue, you asked us to come over."

Xue Huaien personally picked up the wine pot to pour wine for the glass in front of them, and said, "I'm watching. Everyone has been a little disagreeing about Xiancheng and Jinyiwei these days. You know, regardless of Xiancheng or not, we are all from Bailong City and are as close as a family."

“…”

"So, I specially prepared some small wine and invited the two brothers to come."

“…”

"What's the matter? We're all fine. We can't hurt the peace for outsiders."

Song Zhiwen glanced at him and said, "Brother Xue is worried."

Murong Qiuming was originally indifferent. When he heard this, he looked at them, and then said, "Wai'en, who is making trouble for you? But he just wants to solve the problem."

“Yes yes.”

Xue Huai'en said while pouring wine for all three of them.

Then he raised his glass and said, "Since that's the case, I'll do it first."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank it all.

Seeing that he was like this, Murong Qiuming and Song Zhiwen both drank the wine in their glasses. Xue Huaien smiled and said, "That's good."

Put down the cup, everyone picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Although they were outside, the chefs they accompanied were not careless, and the dishes they prepared were quite delicious. Only Song Zhiwen, who chewed wax and his slightly frown never stretched out.

Murong Qiuming sat opposite him, took a few bites, and looked at him again.

He said, "Zhiwen, have you thought about it?"

"Do you want to go back to Bailong City?"

“…”

As soon as he heard this, Song Zhiwen's expression became even more serious. He sighed lightly and slowly put down his chopsticks.

Murong Qiuming looked at him coldly and said, "Why, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Xue Huaien advised: "Okay, didn't you agree not to make trouble?"

"Wai'en, it's not that I'm making trouble, I just want to solve the problem."

Murong Qiuming said coldly: "Now, Uncle Cheng's body is still there and cannot be kept there. Sooner or later we will have to go back to the coffin. What should we say when we go back?"

“…”

"Zhiwen, Uncle Cheng watched us grow up."

“…”

"Do you have the heart to be wronged?"

Song Zhiwen frowned even more, and he looked at them and couldn't speak for a moment.

The atmosphere became heavier.

After waiting for a long time, Song Zhiwen said softly: "I"

But before he could say anything, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the door. Then, the people outside seemed to say something anxiously. Xue Huai'en immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

His guard walked in and said, "Young Master, the people from the Cheng family came over and said that there was something important to report to the young masters."

"Oh? Let them in."

The three of them put down their chopsticks and raised their heads. Several guards from the Cheng family walked in with an angry look on their faces and bowed to the three of them.

"Several young men."

Xue Huai'en asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

One of them came up and said, "Several young men, we want to ask, what are you going to do with the person surnamed Li, and do you plan to go back to Bailong City?"

"this"

Xue Huaien hesitated a little, while Murong Qiuming said coldly: "Don't ask me and Mr. Xue, please ask Mr. Song."

“…”

"If he doesn't agree, we can't leave."

Song Zhiwen looked at him and looked at the guards with some embarrassment. Just as he was about to say something, several people said coldly: "Our head was assassinated. He did not point to others to avenge him. However, we respect all the young masters and have always listened to your mediation and did not act rashly. But now, the other party is already moving!"

"What?"

Song Zhiwen frowned: "What do you mean by saying this?"

The man said, "We just secretly saw that the Jinyiwei was already dressing up and they were ready to leave."

"ah?"

The three of them were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

"They are leaving?"

"But, isn't that Li Bushang still in our hands? Can they leave?"

The men sneered and said, "Don't forget, young masters, they are Jinyiwei. They can rush to our camp in the middle of the night to kill people. Is it still a difficult thing for them to leave?"

"That's right, especially the one with the surname Li is their leader, and he is probably even more powerful."

"If you still can't come up with an idea and let them go, then we are."

Song Zhiwen's brows were twisted into a bump.

He hurriedly said, "Don't hurry up, please let us go over and take a look, and then ask clearly. Don't make a big deal out of misunderstandings."

The Cheng family members said, "We didn't do it directly, and this is what we meant when we came here. Please ask a few young masters to come over and take a look. If the Jinyiwei really wants to leave and don't even have an explanation, then we won't agree so easily."

Murong Qiuming sneered and said, "Go and take a look."

So the three of them stood up and walked out of the tent.

At this time, it was already dark outside, and bonfires were rising everywhere in the camp. Many guards had finished their supper, some had rested, and some were still patrolling inside and outside.

As soon as they saw that all of them came out, everyone immediately surrounded him: "Several young men, is there anything wrong?"

Xue Huaien asked first: "Well, is Li Bushang still in the tent over there?"

"Our people have been guarding him, and he hasn't been out all day today."

"That's good."

At this time, Ma Yuanju also walked up and asked, "Young Master, what happened?"

Song Zhiwen did not answer, but waved his hand. Ma Yuanju looked at him with a serious expression. He felt something seemed to have happened, so he waved to someone to follow him. The crowd walked to the camp gate and found that the guards of the Cheng family were gathering.

After a while, the crowd walked to the gate of the Jinyiwei's camp.

The guards immediately stopped them.

"What are you doing?"

Song Zhiwen said, "Please come out and we have something to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Qiuming, who was standing beside him, had already sneered and said, "It's already like this, why are you asking?"

Song Zhiwen looked back at him: "Hmm?"
Chapter completed!