The West Lake wasn't large, its causeway only a few li in length, but viewed from the top floor, the lake still held an air of vastness.

At this moment, Fan Xian stood on the highest floor, squinting his eyes, shielded by a bamboo blind, gazing at the lake's surface.

He saw two figures skimming swiftly along the right bank, occasionally tapping the water, creating small splashes. They then leaped across the bows of boats moored beside the causeway, their speed astonishing, like two bolts of lightning following one another.

Occasionally, they would briefly pause on the lake surface, their swords flashing, resembling great peng birds soaring through the air, their forms graceful yet carrying a chilling aura of deadly intent.

A flash of blood appeared, and the two separated once more, gliding forward like nimble birds.

Seemingly beautiful, it was extraordinarily breathtaking.

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Fan Xian stood high and saw far, but in a short while, the two experts disappeared into the winter willow grove on the opposite shore, seemingly heading towards the black, elegant residences there.

He frowned. Even heavily injured, Yun Zhilan could endure for so long. This generation's grandmaster of swordsmanship from Dongyi City was indeed not one to be trifled with.

In the hawk-like scenes occasionally displayed on the lake's surface, the Shadow seemed to be using the Four Corner Sword Technique of Dongyi City rather than his usual methods, making the swordplay of the two masters extremely similar. Though only fragmented images were shown on the lake's surface during those brief moments, they were still dazzling and full of chilling sword intent.

Logically speaking, with the Shadow sticking to him like a leech, the injured Yun Zhilan seemed doomed. But why was he heading straight for the opposite shore? Could there be reinforcements from Dongyi City there? Fan Xian increasingly felt that there was something strange about those luxurious and elegant wooden buildings across the West Lake.

With a swoosh, he pulled down the wind-blocking bamboo blind, left the railing, glanced at the Third Prince who was staring blankly at him, and said calmly, "What are you looking at? Keep eating."

After saying that, he sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and began searching the leftover dishes for the few remaining shrimp.

Everyone in the private room stared at him in astonishment, and the Third Prince wondered what had happened outside and who was killing whom. The people on the bluestone plaza rushed to the lake, crying out in alarm, clearly indicating something significant had occurred.

Shi Chanli finally couldn't help but ask softly, "My lord? What happened?"

Fan Xian didn't think much and replied directly, "I don't know who it was, stabbed a fisherman by the lake, and now they're chasing him over there."

The private room fell silent. What kind of assault on a fisherman could shock the well-informed heroes of the martial world below to such an extent? No one believed his words, but there was no way to refute them.

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On the bank of the West Lake, on the bluestone plaza, Haitang stood beside the official, gazing at the two unparalleled experts who had vanished on the distant lake, her expression calm, unsure of what she was thinking.

And the figures of the Jiangnan martial world, at this time had already poured to the lake, facing the still turbulent lake surprised sighs, sucking cold air.

Although people have not seen the most previous scene, but the boat burst broken, two masters like giant birds Xiang in the lake scene, but still see clearly. Only a fleeting glance, everyone knew that the strength of the two sides of the battle is unfathomable, definitely not ordinary people, fear has entered the mysterious realm of the Ninth Grade!

After the shock, everyone began to guess the identities of the two people. After much discussion, there was no clear answer. Although some high-level people saw that the sword style on the lake had the style of Sigu Jian, they would not point it out. Those proud old men thought, aren't you Dongyi City always boasting that you have many experts? Let you fight each other.

However, the female disciples from Dongyi City on the lakeside looked a little dignified. They did not expect that in the prosperous Hangzhou of Qing Kingdom, someone would dare... and be able to... hurt their master! Led by Lu Sisi, these female swordsmen bowed to the host in a hurry, and then silently left the stone square next to the building, anxiously running along the lakeside embankment in that direction.

In addition to being shocked, the Jiangnan martial arts people also felt somewhat satisfied. The uneventful martial arts conference today was able to see the appearance of Haitang, the saintess of Northern Qi, and two unparalleled swordsmen suddenly appeared on the lake to fight each other. The ticket price was worth it.

The Jiangnan people of Qing used this assassination incident as an opportunity to cleverly forget about Haitang's appearance on the stage. Everyone knew that no one in the audience at this time was an opponent of that girl. If they didn't want the Qing people to lose face, they should quickly take the opportunity to muddle through.

As a result, the heroes of the martial world chose to eat at Lou Wai Lou nearby, preparing to use wine as an introduction to discuss the shocking scene they had seen before. It was also a rare opportunity for the heads of various gangs and factions to discuss the distribution of benefits on the road under the "fair" notarization of the government.

And the official of Jiangnan Road, and several respected seniors, naturally greeted Haitang and asked Haitang to rest in the building.

When about to enter Lou Wai Lou, a young nobleman with a handsome appearance and gentle eyes came out to greet Haitang with a bow, and said gently, "Miss Haitang has come from afar, it is really an honor for me to have this opportunity to get close to her."

"Who is this young master?" Haitang has never been a cold fairy, and asked politely and casually. Her mind was actually still on the two masters who had drifted away and killed each other earlier.

"My name is Ming, and I am the owner of this Lou Wai Lou."

At the back of the leading group, Xia Xifei of the Jiangnan Water Village raised his eyes and glanced at the young master surnamed Ming. His face remained calm, but he sneered in his heart. His nephew, whom he hadn't seen for many years, was now getting more and more promising, and even knew how to flatter the people of Northern Qi.

Lou Wai Lou is also the property of the Ming family, and there has always been a shopkeeper managing it. It's just that there was a big event next to the building today, so Ming Lanshi, the son of Ming Qingda, the head of the Ming family, came here in person.

As a wealthy family in Jiangnan, they certainly know that they must not only have a good relationship with the government, but also deliberately flatter important figures from foreign countries. That's why he rushed out of the building to greet Haitang, and also did not forget to greet the Jiangnan Road official next to Haitang. He was actually a well-rounded character, unlike a prodigal son.

The eyes of the diners in the building were focused on the entrance, all wanting to see what the legendary Miss Haitang looked like. First, Haitang herself was a celebrity, and second, the people of Qing had heard the gossip and knew that this girl had some unclear relationship with their own Master Fan. The people of Qing regarded Fan Xian as their pride and saw him as the most outstanding figure in the court and field. At this time, looking at Haitang, they inevitably had a few hints of criticism and the scrutiny of a woman about to marry into their family.

When everyone really saw her clearly, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed—this girl is not very beautiful, and doesn't seem to be worthy of Master Fan.

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Listening to the sound outside the building gradually lowering, but the noise in the building gradually became louder, Fan Xian knew that those heroes were about to enter the building. He motioned to a Tiger Guard to stand next to the private room, lest some ignorant martial arts figures would learn from those storybooks and try to rob the location by force, causing conflict—Fan Xian didn't have that time to play these tricks.

Gao Da glanced at him, and after getting Fan Xian's nod, he waved his hand to let the Tiger Guard come back, and he replaced the two guards who hadn't eaten yet.

At this time, everyone had eaten almost enough, and everyone, including the Third Prince, was staring at Fan Xian with doubtful and inquiring eyes, and Sisi was no exception, her eyes full of curiosity.

"What are you looking at?" Fan Xian frowned and said, "The matter on the lake really has nothing to do with me."

Shi Chanli smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that the door master is sometimes smart, but sometimes his reaction seems too dull. Everyone was embarrassed to ask the questions in their hearts, but the Third Prince didn't care about Fan Xian's temper, and said with a playful smile, "It's not about this."

"Then what is it?"

The sound outside was getting louder and louder. It seemed that the Jianghu people downstairs couldn't sit down and were going upstairs. The Third Prince pointed his mouth outside the door and said, "That Miss Haitang is here. Teacher, why don't you invite her into the room to sit down?"

Everyone in the room cast their expectant eyes on Fan Xian's face. Fan Xian darkened his face and scolded, "How were your heads born? It's already good enough to bring you to Hangzhou to watch the excitement. Do you still expect me to personally act for you?"

Shi Chanli winked and said, "Teacher, Miss Haitang is not an outsider. It's normal to have a meal together."

Fan Xian sneered and said, "Everyone is watching at this time. If I invite her in, everyone will know who we are."

The Third Prince retorted in that clear voice: "I just don't understand, why do we have to travel incognito? Can't we just reveal our identities and travel around? Even if Jiangnan people dare not do anything to us."

Fan Xian frowned with a headache and said, "I'm not afraid of anything, it's just that it's rare to come out of the capital for a relaxing trip, and you have to surround yourself with a dozen white-bearded officials. Your Highness doesn't like this kind of life, right?"

The Third Prince was stunned. Only then did he realize that Fan Tisi's private visit was not to investigate Ming's crimes, but simply to indulge in traveling. Thinking that he had overestimated the other party's professional ethics, the Third Prince couldn't help but blush and slander someone for being too suspicious, and mocked: "Even if they know, so what? If we don't go to the yamen, I guess no one will dare to follow us, isn't that just asking for trouble?"

Fan Xian was too lazy to pay attention to him, thinking that the terrible scene of officialdom flatterers was something that a young child like you could understand.

The two brothers were despising each other in their stomachs, when they heard the sound outside the compartment getting louder, and it seemed that someone wanted the compartment where Fan Xian and the others were sitting.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Don't, we really met such a vulgar thing?"

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Gao Da kept a dark face, guarding outside the compartment, looking at the angry Jianghu people in front of him, listening to the dirty words in their mouths, holding the hilt of his long knife, but never pulled it out.

Because Haitang was watching him with interest.

Of course, there were already three "Jianghu heroes" lying in front of him, hugging their heads and holding their stomachs, wailing non-stop, pretending to be aggrieved.

As expected, those arrogant Jianghu people noticed the compartment where Fan Xian and the others were sitting as soon as they went upstairs. This compartment was originally one of the best two locations in Lou Wai Lou. The other one was reserved by the young master Ming, preparing to greet the host of the martial arts conference. Those Jianghu people did not dare to compete with the government and Miss Haitang for a place, but they began to drool when they saw this compartment, clamoring for the people inside to vacate the place quickly.

The young master Ming had not yet gone upstairs at that time, and the shopkeeper and the guys did not dare to offend these Jianghu people with knives, so they had to say good things on the side.

What kind of person is Gao Da? One of the leaders of the Tiger Guards of His Majesty's close followers. If he had been placed in Jianghu in these years, he might have already established a sect. For this kind of unreasonable request, Ti Si would sneer at the story, and would not entangle in anything. Only waiting for those Jianghu people to come forward and move, he would knock them down without drawing his sword.

Then, there were a few more wailing guys on the ground.

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The building was full of people who participated in the martial arts conference today. They were all used to being domineering in Jianghu, but today they suddenly saw a person who was more domineering than themselves, and they surrounded him in a united front, looking at Gao Da with unkind eyes.

This matter was Fan Xian's fault. After more than half a year of "being together day and night", Gao Da not only had a murderous skill, but also was infected with too much of Fan Tisi's sinister aura. Being in the folk, Gao Da did not want to use heavy hands, so he used Fan Xian's tricks. He was quite fast in solving the battle, but that kind of sinister taste made the surrounding onlookers feel very uncomfortable.

The swordsman from Longhu Mountain frowned and said, "Sir, although these friends were rude in their words first, and the requirements they made were indeed a bit excessive, but you suddenly used insidious tricks, isn't that a bit too much?"

Gao Da kept a straight face and was too lazy to pay attention to him. The swordsman from Longhu Mountain knew that the other party's strength was probably higher than his master who was in seclusion on the mountain, so he respectfully called him sir, and did not regard him as an ordinary guard. At this time, seeing Gao Da still had a dead face, the swordsman was still a little wary of the identity of the people in the compartment, but his anger gradually rose.

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And at this moment, Miss Haitang went to the top floor under the crowd's support. Seeing Gao Da confronting the crowd, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and she naturally walked between the crowd.

At this time, everyone in the building was guessing Gao Da's identity with fear, but no one had ever seen such a knife master in Jianghu, and they couldn't help but feel puzzled. However, Haitang had seen Gao Da many times in the capital of Northern Qi, and had already recognized the other party at a glance.

Seeing the chaos in the arena, the young master Ming quickly came up to smooth things over, and quickly directed people to vacate other compartments and arrange for the guys to help the "good guys on the board" to rest.

The Ming family is powerful in Jiangnan, and any good guy would sell the young master Ming a face. Moreover, they also saw that Gao Da's cultivation was really amazing, and the people in that compartment were probably even more untouchable. The crowd gradually dispersed, but they were still murmuring non-stop in their mouths.

After arranging all this properly, the young master Ming said a few words to Gao Da with a slightly apologetic expression, and then very gently and politely invited Haitang and the official and others to enter another elegant seat that had been prepared earlier.

To everyone's surprise, Miss Haitang carried the flower basket in one hand, looked at Gao Da with a smile in her eyes, and without turning around, she said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Ming, but Haitang has met an old friend today, so she has to bother him for a meal."

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes towards Gao Da became a little subtle. They thought that this guard was so skilled, the identity of the person inside must be extraordinary, and he was also an old friend of Miss Haitang?

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All of them were smart people. The Jiangnan Road official coughed a few times, said a few words to Haitang, and quickly pulled everyone away. Just kidding, if the person inside was really that young master, he was playing the game of seeing the head but not the tail in Jiangnan, and he was not a prefect or other official with enough qualifications to curry favor. If he rashly pierced it, what good days would he have in the officialdom in the future?

Everyone gave Gao Da a flattering smile and quickly left like a gust of wind, only the young master Ming looked stunned and shook his head with a wry smile.

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The door of the compartment was pushed open with a creak, and Haitang walked in with a flower basket, and the light became brighter.

Fan Xian was holding a wine glass, looking at the girl who had entered without invitation, and after a long while, he blurted out two words: "You're here?"

Haitang nodded, smiled and greeted the curious people with their mouths open in the room, and naturally sat down beside him, and replied, "I'm here."

Fan Xian put down his wine glass and said with heartache: "I specially let Gao Da go out because I was afraid that you would come in and reveal my whereabouts... Didn't you see him winking at you?"

Gao Da stood at the door, looking innocently at the lake and mountains outside the building.

Haitang took off the flower cloth scarf on her head and said angrily: "An eighth-grade master is watching the door, only a fool would not guess who is sitting inside."

Fan Xian smiled frivolously and said, "Jiangnan is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and no one knows Gao Da. My boat is still walking on the river, who would guess that I have arrived in Hangzhou?"

Haitang looked into his eyes and said helplessly after a long while: "I really don't know where you got such foolish confidence? Could this be the spiritual victory method you used to say?"

Fan Xian retorted: "But as long as you don't enter this room, they can only guess, where can they prove who I am?"

Haitang said with a slight annoyance: "I just don't like your sneaky appearance. You can do things openly and honestly, but you have to make a few turns and smear some dark colors, as if it's not enough to prove that you are a conspirator."

Fan Xian said angrily: "I am originally a conspirator, how are you better than me? Wasn't that Northern Qi person downstairs arranged by you in advance, wanting to find an opportunity to challenge the Jiangnan heroes and establish your prestige in one battle, shining brightly? Fortunately, I didn't let you have your wish today, otherwise the face of my Qing would be cut off by you alone."

Haitang sneered: "If you feel uncomfortable, you should have jumped down and had a fight with me just now."

"I don't have that free time! Gao Da is guarding the door, because that young master Ming is not a fool, he will definitely find someone to test who is sitting in the compartment... I dare to bet my head that those Jianghu Han people who came to cause trouble were all arranged by that young master Ming. I let Gao Da go out to deter the so-called Jianghu people and let the Ming family stop these despicable tests. It's good for you, you ruined all the arrangements as soon as you came forward, making me unable to get angry even if I wanted to."

Fan Xian said angrily: "This is Qing, you have to listen to me."

Haitang looked at the top of the building and said, "When have I ever listened to your arrangements?"

From the moment Haitang entered the room, the two people began to argue tit-for-tat, and they did not give in at all. It was clear that Fan Xian was doing things upside down, but he insisted that it was justified. It was clear that Haitang deliberately exposed his old secrets, but he insisted that he couldn't stand his way of doing things. The two people spoke faster and faster, but the voices were still suppressed very low, like a series of muffled cannons.

The faces of everyone in the room became strange, but they closed their mouths tightly, not daring to make any sound, watching this wonderful scene in front of them, thinking that the rumors in Jianghu were indeed true. With Fan Tisi's crystal heart and liver, sharp teeth, power and strength, there were really not many people who dared to talk to him like this. The only one who could suppress Fan Tisi to death in terms of momentum was this girl from the north. If there was no problem between these two people, they wouldn't believe it even if they beat a blind man to death.

The Third Prince was closest to the two people who were arguing. His small face was looking at Fan Xian for a while, and then turning to Haitang for a while, like an audience sitting in the first row watching tennis. His expression was very wonderful, thinking that such a scene was very rare, and he must remember it firmly, so that he could tell Chen Jiejie and the father emperor after returning to Beijing.

After all, Shi Chanli felt a little sorry for the door master, and carefully interjected: "Sir, Miss Haitang, let's think about how to leave now... I'm afraid the Hangzhou Zhizhou, the Hangzhou General, and the Jiangnan Weaving, those adults will all rush over to welcome us. The student has already seen several people leave the building."

Fan Xian slapped his thigh and stared at Haitang with hatred: "Leave quickly, otherwise what kind of vacation are we going to have?"

Haitang sat firmly on the mountain and said very directly: "I'm hungry."

The Third Prince chimed in from the side: "Then quickly call the waiter to bring up some dishes again."

Fan Xian glared at him.

Haitang smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Highness."

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Not long after noon, a manor on the opposite bank of the West Lake became lively. Of course, the liveliness was only limited to the courtyard, and it still looked as deserted as usual from the outside. This manor was decorated beautifully but not greasy, and it was a wonderful place to be based on the mountain and facing the lake. Just such a garden would probably be worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

The owner of the manor was surnamed Peng, and no one had ever known his identity. In the past, only some people would come to spend the summer there.

Today, the people who came to this manor were Fan Xian and his party. This manor was bought by the former Prime Minister Lin Ruofu in the name of a distant relative of his student, Master Peng. Fan Xian went to Jiangnan and came to Hangzhou, of course he lived in his father-in-law's property.

The housekeeper in the garden had already received the news and had arranged everything properly. At this time, Fan Xian was sitting on the grand master's chair with his legs crossed, sipping Longjing tea, enjoying the life of a wealthy man in Hangzhou, squinting his eyes and looking at Haitang, who was talking softly with the Third Prince, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Of course, this group of people did not continue to stay in Lou Wai Lou, and Haitang did not re-order a few famous dishes. In order to avoid the Hangzhou officials who were rushing over, Fan Xian pulled his subordinates and fled in panic.

The motorcade pretended to enter the city, and mobilized all the personnel of the Fourth Office of the Supervisory Council stationed in Hangzhou along the way, and even mobilized the two cloth shops prepared by the Sixth Office for the killers, and this group of people was able to disappear into the sea of people in the city again, and quietly went around and entered the manor next to the West Lake.

Fan Xian felt very sorry for the subordinates in the courtyard.

Haitang glanced at him and said in a daze, "Who are you hiding from?"

Fan Xian sighed and said, "I'm hiding from trouble."

In fact, Fan Xian was really foolish today. If he really didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, he must not go to Lou Wai Lou. If he went to Lou Wai Lou, he would have to swallow his anger and be a grandson when someone robbed his seat. The problem was that Fan Xian's temperament was lively and he didn't like being a grandson, so how could he hide his true identity all the time when walking in Jianghu.

After a while, the Third Prince went to the garden to tease the newly bought little maid. The servants of the manor brought a plate of hot cakes, and Haitang ate them with relish. Looking at that appearance, she was indeed a little hungry on this trip south.

Fan Xian glanced at her and frowned, "Be a little more ladylike."

Haitang chuckled, thinking that after not seeing this guy for half a year, why did the two people start arguing as soon as they met? That feeling was really a little fun.

After she finished eating the cakes, Fan Xian motioned her to follow him to the backyard. Although he had never been to this manor, the architectural design always had similarities, and he found the quiet study very simply.

In the study, the two people sat down separately, and Fan Xian looked at the girl with a serious face and said, "You... should know the rumor now."

Haitang nodded, and suddenly frowned and said, "Let's not talk about this first, who were the two people on the West Lake today? Did you recognize them?"

"I've seen that fisherman." Fan Xian seemed to be recalling, "It should be Yun Zhilan. I saw him once in the palace last year... oh, no, it should be the year before last. He was the leader of the Dongyi delegation at that time."

Haitang frowned and was silent for a long time, and asked, "Who is the killer who can hurt Yun Zhilan... Why have I never heard of such a person?"

Fan Xian sneered: "In an ambush, even a child can kill a grandmaster."

Haitang shook her head: "You probably haven't studied the swordsmanship of Dongyi City. That killer used the purest Sigu Jian's sword intent."

Fan Xian gently smoothed the fine hair on his forehead and said casually: "There are many masters in Dongyi City. Their infighting is only good for our plan, not bad."

Haitang was still thinking about the killer who jumped out of the lake. She always felt that although the black-clothed man used the pure sword momentum, there was always an inexplicable strange taste, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

The reason why the girl had this impression was because of the battle between Fan Xian and her on the grassland. The moves used were similar to those of the Shadow Assassin, and they all revealed the shameless energy of the Supervisory Council, but she never thought of it here.

"Not your people?" She looked at Fan Xian suspiciously.

Fan Xian laughed at himself: "You can also see that the killer may be at the same level as you, a peerless expert of the ninth grade. Where can I use him?"

Haitang nodded, accepted this explanation, and then asked: "You have been traveling south all the way, and you haven't encountered an assassin. This really surprised me a little. According to the truth, the Xinyang side should..."

Fan Xian raised his hand and stopped her from asking, and said calmly: "It's a peaceful and prosperous time. This kind of thing is too sensational, and the Xinyang side doesn't have the ability to kill me."

Haitang frowned: "Is your injury healed?"

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Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It's been healed long ago, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go to Jiangnan. You know I've always been most afraid of death."

Haitang smiled slightly, and then she felt relieved and said, "The things we agreed on in the letter, is it now, or later at night?"

Fan Xian was a lustful person in his bones, and he immediately heard some fragrant meaning from these words. He quickly coughed twice and said, "Let's talk about it at night. Since it was given by the national teacher, it should be more solemn. If you don't light incense, you have to allow me to take a bath, right?... But my previous question..."

His question was: Knowing that he was the Qing emperor's illegitimate son, why did Grandmaster Ku He dare to hand over the Tiandao Kung Fu to him?

Before he could finish speaking, Haitang had already smiled and got up from her seat and said, "Let's talk about it at night. I'm going to see the scenery of the West Lake. I don't know how many times I've seen it in books. I haven't seen it carefully today."

Fan Xian looked at her and picked up the flower basket on the table again, and asked curiously:

"Duoduo, where did you get the flowers at this time of year?"

"I bought silk flowers in Wuzhou. They are fake, all fake."

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Fan Xian sat silently in the study alone. After a long time, he turned around and looked at the thick curtains and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Shadow was indeed a shadow, and he left the curtains like a ghost. He shook his head and said, "Yun Zhilan was seriously injured and didn't die."

Fan Xian frowned, knowing that his intuition was right again, and asked, "What happened?"

"Yun Zhilan desperately broke into a courtyard next to him. It should be the property of the Ming family. This time he didn't come alone. There are also several of his junior brothers in the courtyard, so I retreated."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Shadow's words. Fan Xian asked, "Ming family? Dongyi City?... How is the strength of these people who came?"

"Two ninth-grade, three eighth-grade." Shadow replied, "But Yun Zhilan has no strength within half a year."

A look of anger flashed in Fan Xian's eyes and disappeared immediately. He said faintly, "There is also one ninth-grade and three eighth-grade. It seems that Dongyi City really thinks highly of me and has made a big investment... I fuck! Where did so many masters come from, playing wholesale?"

Shadow couldn't understand his words, but he could also hear his annoyance. He replied, "They have already left that courtyard."

Fan Xian stood up and fell into deep thought.

This time when he went to Jiangnan, if he wanted to investigate the matter of the treasury, he would undoubtedly have to overturn the Ming family and cut off the money exchange between Xinyang and Dongyi City. Among the strengths of the Ming family, the Xinyang family itself did not have enough martial power, and what they could rely on was the Dongyi City masters who were so many that they could be packaged.

Killing court officials, especially someone like Fan Xian, sounded a bit unimaginable, and the Ming family would probably not risk being implicated in the nine clans to kill Fan Xian. But if it really came to the point of life and death in the future, who knew what would happen with the crazy Princess Chang?

Thinking of the possibility of facing endless assassinations by Dongyi City's eighth and ninth-grade masters, even if he had high power and great courage, he felt a little chills. That's why he let Shadow take the lead and pick Yun Zhilan first, and then lead the swordsmen of the Sixth Office to relentlessly kill those Dongyi people in the Jiangnan water town.

If Fan Xian sat in the government office, waiting for the arrival of the Dongyi City assassins one day in the future, then he would be a complete idiot. The best defense is offense - using the terror of the Supervisory Council's assassins to deal with the terror of the Dongyi City assassins. This is the right chess.

As for Sigu Jian, that old monster, Fan Xian did not think that his level could alarm the other party...

He was suddenly shocked and thought that fortunately Yun Zhilan did not die - Brother Zhilan, please live a few more months, at least wait for Uncle Blind to recover from his injuries - the heavy sniper can only kill people, but cannot save people.

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Fan Xian woke up from his contemplation and said, "Bring all the swordsmen from the Sixth Office, and let the people from the Second Office cooperate in the investigation. As long as these people show up, you will take action, not to kill them, but... you must chase them so that they feel cold, let them live in fear all day long, and try not to bother me."

Shadow nodded, and suddenly said very abruptly, "The girl next to the lord is very powerful. It is inconvenient for me to come here often."

Fan Xian nodded and said, "I have the same idea as you. From today onwards, she will be responsible for my safety. There should be no problem... Also, you have to pay attention to safety. Revenge is not something that can be rushed. You are not the opponent of that grandmaster now."

Shadow was slightly stunned, turned and left, but there were two slightly wet footprints left where he was originally standing.

Shadow went to the Fourth Office to intercept the Dongyi visitors, and the safety around Fan Xian became a problem. That was why he had to wait until Haitang appeared before he was willing to make a decision to attack, and at the same time he no longer cared about being caught by others.

First, he borrowed Haitang's reputation and his Sakura Wood Flower Patho killing gaze to create an opportunity for Shadow.

Second, Shadow left and Haitang came. There was still a high-ranking ninth-grade expert next to him. With the cooperation of the Tiger Guards, there would be no safety problems at all. The most important thing was that with this girl by his side, no matter which force in the world wanted to attack him, they would have to consider the strong national strength of the Northern Qi, the skinny camel, and that bald Ku He grandmaster.

Moreover, Duoduo was much more lovable than Shadow. Not only could they chat and quarrel, but they could also copy each other's study notes at night like classmates - Fan Xian smiled shamelessly.