That feeling...

The scene of last night's confrontation with Lu Xiaofeng kept replaying in his mind, and Ye Gucheng's face was as calm as water.````

As the main person in charge of Prince Dingnan’s plan to usurp power, Ye Gucheng will not allow any mistakes in the matter. Anyone who is suspicious will die. As a person who walks on a tightrope, doing something that makes the world

Everyone will pay attention to major events, and such people's doubts must exist at all times.

If you make a wrong move or give away a clue, it will be extremely dangerous if someone pays attention to it.

Therefore, Ye Gucheng did not allow any accidents to happen to his affairs.

Just like his swordsmanship, he pursues perfection without any other flaws.

But Ye Gucheng also knows that perfection means no possibility of progress. This is a terrible thing for Ye Gucheng, who is already among the top masters. Swords are lonely, and people are even more lonely as masters.

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"Manager Wang, you are too lazy!"

With a murmur on his lips, Ye Gucheng's eyes were as cold as ice. If it hadn't been for now, he would have killed such a person with one sword.

The exchange in Yiqingyuan had already made Ye Gucheng aware of something wrong. Perhaps due to his personal personality, he felt that someone had discovered something bad, so he directly killed the turtle who was nearby that night.

Slave, it's just that when he was preparing to take action against Ouyang Qing, the oiran was not there.

And that action had already let Ye Gucheng know that Yiqingyuan was not a brothel in the ordinary sense.

The dead turtle slave had good martial arts.

How could a brothel need such a person?

And during the day, he had observed that the other party showed no martial arts skills at all. It was just a fatal temptation to kill the turtle slave, and Ye Gucheng got his answer.

The courtesan Ouyang Qing is inappropriate.

What surprised Ye Gucheng even more was that the disappeared Ouyang Qing appeared at the Yuelai Inn the next day and came to the man's room. This made Ye Gucheng temporarily suppress the idea of ​​killing him and instead

to target others who were present at the time.

For example, Lu Xiaofeng.

What Ye Gucheng really cares about right now is not Lu Xiaofeng's life or death after the battle, but the remaining feeling.

The battle last night could be regarded as the first meeting between the two in the true sense. It was just a glance at Yiqingyuan that day, but the battle at midnight last night made Ye Gucheng's heart rise.

A strange feeling.

They are obviously strangers, but they still feel familiar.

It was as if...the two were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

It was as mellow as old wine, but this mellowness made the murderous intention in Ye Gucheng's heart disappear even more, and he had the urge to eat the other person in one bite.

So they are friends and also enemies.

Sometimes, the relationship between each other does not need to be tempered by the length of time, and sometimes the relationship between the two parties can be decided by just one glance.

That sword...

Even if he doesn't die, he will still be seriously injured.

"..."

Slowly closing his eyes, he wiped the dark cold iron sword in his hand with a white handkerchief. Ye Gucheng returned the sword to its sheath, then closed his eyes and rested his mind.

at the same time.

A mountain villa.

The magnificence of this village cannot be described.

From the outside, this villa looks very ordinary and nothing much. But in the eyes of those who know the goods, they will find that the words "magnificent" can hardly describe the villa in front of them.

watt.

wall.

furniture.

Even the hanging paintings and teacups are extremely precious items.

Its level of luxury is probably not inferior to that of the Forbidden City.

The only difference is that this villa is not as big as the Forbidden City, nor is it as high-profile. It takes the path of low-key luxury.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the value of just one chair here is immeasurable.

At this moment.

hall.

The sound of silk and bamboo seemed extremely lively.

In the field, a group of charming beauties were dancing.

There are no guests. These beauties dance for just one person.

Sitting on the main seat was a plump, middle-aged fat man. His body was tall and thick, and he was as chubby as a ball. The man had a pair of small eyes. Because of his obesity, outsiders could only see a gap in his eyes.

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Leaning back on the specially made chair, the big fat man just watched the dance in front of him and listened to the music quietly. His face was quiet and his expression was calm. There was no so-called squinting appearance. The fat man was more of a

Drinking tea quietly, not looking at these beauties at all.

It seems...this middle-aged fat man is just cultivating his personal interests with music and dance.

for a long time.

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped.

Following the actions of the middle-aged fat man, a group of dancers in the hall respectfully withdrew, and the lively room suddenly became quiet.

If Lu Xiaofeng were here, he would definitely be able to identify this fat man who looks to be middle-aged?

He is none other than the richest man in the world, Huo Xiu.

It is said that the one with the most real estate belongs to the Jiangnan Hua family, and the one with the most jewelry belongs to the Yan family in Guanzhong. But the real richest person is probably Huo Xiu.

The reason why this villa can rival the luxury of the Forbidden City to a certain extent is because of his status and wealth.

Although he looks like a middle-aged fat man, Huo Xiu is actually an old man who is over 60 years old. Although he is the richest man in the world, Huo Xiu lives a hermit-like life, so few people can see him.

As for his true appearance, I only heard that he was a very lonely and eccentric old man.

But Lu Xiaofeng knew him.

It is worthy of Lu Xiaofeng’s character that wherever he goes, right and wrong will always be there, and his friends will be there too.

Lu Xiaofeng is not here at the moment, and Huo Xiu is the only one staying in the villa quietly but lonely.

Half a moment.

A popping sound came.

It's the sound of flapping wings.

It seems that this is a golden nest that will attract golden phoenixes.

Huo Xiu, who had been drinking tea, looked up, and his eyes with only one slit suddenly opened a little wider. What flew in was not a phoenix or a peacock, but a cooing white homing pigeon. The homing pigeon fluttered its wings and landed.

He stood on the table next to Huo Xiu, tilted his head and began to peck the feathers on his wings with his beak.

"..."

Putting down the tea cup, he grabbed the carrier pigeon with his right hand, which was almost a ball of flesh. Huo Xiu directly took the letter tied to the bird's leg, unfolded it, and read it bit by bit.

The content of the letter made Huo Xiu a little surprised.

The first glance made the fat on his face tremble involuntarily.

"Princess Danfeng..."

After murmuring, Huo Xiu looked a little strange. His fat head resting on his body made it look like he had no neck. He tilted his head slightly, and then he put the letter in his hand back on the table and said to himself

He said to himself: "Want to get the treasure back? Ha, if it falls into my hands, this thing belongs to me!"

Huo Xiu has only one hobby in his life, and that is money.

It can be said that he loves his money as much as his life.

Just like when he was listening to the music and watching the dance, what Huo Xiu was thinking was how great it would be if these dancing beauties were golden people?

"Ugh!"

“And Yuelai Inn!”

Squinting in thought, Huo Xiu recalled what he had just read on the envelope. His people had noticed that the remnants of the Jinpeng Dynasty were trying to get back the lost treasure, and they were obviously suspicious from the actions.

Although Huo Xiu loves money as much as his life, he never thinks that he is the only smart person in the world. Decades of life experience have already taught Huo Xiu not to treat others as fools. Otherwise, he will end up not being himself.

It's that fool.

What worried Huo Xiu was not that Princess Danfeng went to Lu Xiaofeng for help. Although he knew Lu Xiaofeng and knew how powerful she was, his focus was not on Lu Xiaofeng, but on another aspect.
To be continued...