Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

The story is legendary, but the key point is that you haven't told your uncle any of these things, right?

In the heart of Victoria's territory, she confronted Queen Victoria; on the front lines where life and death were at stake and the battle was urgent, she flirted with Prince Victoria. Chen Huijie, Chen Huijie, you have some nerve! In what way are you inferior to me, Wei Yanwu? When it comes to causing trouble, I, Wei Yanwu, have to kneel down and call you my uncle!

Mr. Wei Yanwu, could you please comment on Ms. Chen Huijie's life experiences?

Wei Yanwu's assessment was: "It's a good thing Chen Huijie wasn't given troops. If she had three hundred men, she might have dared to attack the capital! If she gets her revenge someday, she'll stain the Xuanwu Gate with blood, right?"

Wei Yanwu sighed deeply in her heart. She had originally thought her niece was just a little too straightforward, nothing wrong with her. But now, it seemed that with her ability to cause trouble, if she were to hand over the Dragon Gate to her now, every day would be a gamble on the city's fate. The rise and fall of the Dragon Gate hinged on this battle. All officials, merchants, market stall owners, fish ball shop owners, and shampoo girls, let's all take heed!

But what could Wei Yanwu do? He could only silently forgive you and clean up your mess.

After all, it was he who owed Huijie.

Thinking of his sister who died in sorrow, Wei Yanwu felt a pang of pain in his heart, and all his anger turned into a sigh. This "Dragon King" of Longmen lowered his proud head slightly and took the initiative to apologize on Chen's behalf:

"I am truly sorry, Your Majesty. My niece, Chen Huijie, is young and impetuous and has offended me in many ways. I hope you will forgive her."

Vina ruffled her frizzy blonde hair. She didn't actually intend to cause trouble. She wasn't one to hold grudges, and Chen seemed much more composed these days. The reason she suddenly brought it up again was simply because even a clay Buddha has some temper; meeting an old friend in a foreign land, she blurted it out in the heat of the moment.

Since Wei Yanwu had already apologized on her behalf, Vina nodded and let the matter drop.

"I'm sorry. It was my fault at the time; I acted without clarifying the facts."

Chen clearly recalled what had happened. Although she knew she was drunk and unable to control herself, she still sincerely apologized to Vina.

Compared to saving face, Chen values ​​responsibility more. No matter how much time has passed, he will take responsibility for the mistakes he has made.

Seeing the atmosphere getting a bit tense, Wayne stepped in to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, the apology's over, the pleasantries' over. Commander Wei, you're not planning to let us stand here in the sun for hours, are you?"

Wei Yanwu smiled knowingly:

"Of course not. I have already prepared a welcome banquet for you all at my humble abode. I would be honored if Your Highness and Her Majesty the Empress would grace us with your presence. As for the travel plans, they will officially begin tomorrow."

Wei Yanwu pressed Chen's shoulder and laughed:

"My niece, Officer Chen Huijie from the Lungmen Guard Bureau, is making amends by serving as a bodyguard and tour guide for all the guests."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Homecoming, and the Dragon Returning Home

Da Yan, Longmen, Wei Yanwu's residence, terrace.

At Wei Yanwu's enthusiastic invitation, Wayne had a little wine today. But that's not the main problem; the real issue is that Vina got drunk.

It can only be said that once the lioness got into a good mood, there was no stopping her. Wayne tried to persuade her again and again, and even Wei Yanwu dared not offer her any more drinks, but Vina, who rarely indulged herself, still got carried away and got drunk.

Returning to their original lodgings at the Longmen Elizabeth Hotel tonight would be too much trouble. Wayne didn't want to carry a drunk Vina back to their room. He could only manage a short rest in Wei Yanwu's guest room tonight, hoping Vina, after being given the hangover soup, would wake up soon.

Theresa volunteered to take care of Vina, and Swire slipped away as soon as she returned to Lungmen, leaving her as the only girl left in the group, making it easier for her to do this kind of thing.

On his first day in Longmen, the moon was bright and the breeze was cool. It was such a beautiful day, but surprisingly, only Wayne was sitting on the terrace of this Chinese-style villa to enjoy the view.

However, Wayne's loneliness didn't last long. Soon, the glass door leading to the terrace was pushed open, and Wei Yanwu, carrying two teacups, walked to Wayne's side and placed one of the teacups on the glass round table next to Wayne.

"Your Highness the Prince of Wales, do you also have such leisure to admire the moon here? I thought I was the only one here."

Wei Yanwu said with a smile. Wayne shrugged, picked up his teacup, swirled it, but didn't drink, replying:

"Mr. Wei, you have something to discuss with me, right?"

Wei Yanwu raised an eyebrow and said, feigning surprise:

"How can you see it?"

Wayne glanced at Wei Yanwu, shook his head helplessly, pointed at him a few times with his finger, and asked:

"Your tea must be quite valuable."

"The finest royal tribute! To be honest, I wrapped it myself."

Would you dare let your wife carry it?

Wayne smiled inwardly, looked directly into Wei Yanwu's eyes, and asked in return:

"So, who are you making this for?"

There are only a few people at Wei Yanwu's residence now. Madam Wenyue has long since gone to bed, and even if she hadn't, it's impossible for her to have Wei Yanwu make her tea in the middle of the night. Tea is like coffee in China; it's a stimulant. Inviting someone for tea at night is a clear indication that something needs to be discussed, and it's a way of telling them to stay alert. Vina is completely drunk and just had some hangover soup; it's unknown when she'll wake up. If the tea is made for her, it will probably be cold by the time she wakes up, and she'll be gone. As for Theresa, aside from the fact that Theresa is taking care of Vina, logically and emotionally, Theresa is Wayne's wife. Would Wei Yanwu dare invite Theresa for tea without informing Wayne?

Would Wayne dare invite Madam Wenyue for tea without informing Wei Yanwu?

It's impossible no matter how you look at it.

Please, Theresa, prepare three cups of tea. But Wei Yanwu only has two hands, so he can't handle three cups. He only brought two cups, which makes his purpose clear.

Let's talk. Let's find Wayne and have a chat.

Wei Yanwu's smile froze for a moment, but a veteran is a veteran after all. The next second, Wei Yanwu waved his hand seriously and smiled again:

"Your Highness, you are overthinking this. What if I said that I brewed these two cups of tea just for this little bit of tea leaves?"

“…” Wayne looked at Wei Yanwu, who remained expressionless, and after a long while shook his head with a wry smile, “Mr. Wei, a master, a master.”

"Where are you tall? It's not your height, is it?" Wei Yanwu asked, feigning surprise.

"Mr. Wei, a master of feigning ignorance!"

Wayne abandoned his reserve and took a small sip of tea. As expected of the tribute tea from the True Dragon, its fragrance was delightful, and after one sip, he felt a refreshing coolness in his chest and abdomen.

He admitted that he was no match for Wei Yanwu in politics. Wei Yanwu was a master of feigning ignorance; although he was only the city lord of Longmen, his skill and tact far surpassed those of the others Wayne had encountered before.

Leaving aside the Duke of Normandy, who came from a military background and was not good at politics, Wayne did not experience the same level of pressure when dealing with those Colombian congressmen and judges.

However, pressure is just pressure. Wayne won't succumb to Wei Yanwu simply because he lacks political acumen. In fact, the only thing Wei Yanwu has over Wayne is political skill.

He dared not attack Wayne's body, nor dared he attack Wayne's mind. Either way, he was committing suicide; the only difference was whether he would be assassinated by the unicorn or crushed to pieces mentally by Wayne. Wayne, clad in all-around, three-dimensional defense, knew that while there was a saying that even a powerful dragon couldn't suppress a local snake, there was absolutely no such thing as a snake being able to kill a dragon.

"Mr. Wei, the tea is very good, I like it very much. Just say what you want to say, I can promise to do you a small favor."

Since Wayne drank the tea, it meant he had accepted the favor. Wei Yanwu could now speak freely about anything he wanted to say or do.

Wei Yanwu sat down next to Wayne. The two deck chairs and round table on the terrace were for him and Lady Wenyue to enjoy the moon. Now that Wayne had taken his chair, he could only make do and lie down on Lady Wenyue's chair.

Seeing that Wayne had drunk his tea, Wei Yanwu took out his pipe, took a deep drag, and seemed to be hesitating for the last time. This hesitation didn't last long, and Wei Yanwu gritted his teeth and said:

"A small favor, please help me save someone's life."

Wayne glanced at Wei Yanwu with some surprise, but the other man's face was hidden in the shadow of the arm supporting his head, and Wayne couldn't see it. He paused for a moment, then replied:

"That's too easy for me. How many should I protect?"

"One."

"Who?"

"You know this person, Chen Huijie."

Wayne's pupils dilated slightly for a moment, then, suppressing the surging thoughts in his mind, he asked in return:

"Why should I protect her? Chen is my classmate, that's true, but she's also your family. You, Mr. Wei Yanwu, don't protect Chen, but instead send me? What are you planning to do?"

"Please don't ask about that," Wei Yanwu replied. "I would like to protect her, but she's grown up and doesn't obey me anymore."

Wei Yanwu raised his head and gazed at the bright moon. Who first saw the moon by the riverbank? In what year did the river moon first shine on man? Was the moon he saw now the same one he had seen twelve years ago?

Wei Yanwu didn't know the details, but he knew that the Wei Yanwu gazing at the moon now was still the same Wei Yanwu from years ago. Although his old friends who had once gazed at the moon with him were either dead or scattered, Wei Yanwu was still the same Wei Yanwu. Like a dragon hidden in the abyss, destined to soar, Wei Yanwu was a vengeful man; he and his younger brother still had a score to settle!

Wei Yanwu originally planned to settle this score ten years later, after Chen Zhen had truly matured and taken over the reins of the Dragon Gate from him. Then, he would lead the Shadow Guards back to the Holy Capital alone! If Lin Gerui was still alive then, he would put him in charge of opening the Dragon Gate in a location far from the Great Yan. If Lin Gerui was no longer there, he would put that young girl, Lin Yuxia, in charge. The Rat King's daughter might not necessarily become the Rat King, but she could become one.

But this was still not safe enough. This was also why Wei Yanwu had never truly made up his mind. If he failed, then Huijie, Wenyue, and all his brothers who had fought alongside him to build this empire and now only hoped to enjoy their retirement might not escape. The Longmen they had painstakingly built might also be destroyed in an instant.

It's not worth it.

Although his brothers were always fearless, and although Wen Yue was prepared to go with him, Chen couldn't. She was too young. Wei Yanwu already felt he had let his sister down too much, and he couldn't bear to watch his sister's last child perish because of this.

He needs someone, or rather, a force, to protect Chen when he finally decides to act.

Across the entire continent of Terra, very few countries meet this criterion.

Ursus people, Ursus people are unreliable. They are sworn enemies with Lungmen. The city of Lungmen was reclaimed from Ursus by Wei Yanwu, who shed his blood for it.

The Leitanians are even less reliable. They are closed off from the world, backward, and their strength cannot be compared with that of the Yan Kingdom.

Then who can we rely on?

Wei Yanwu had actually ruled out Victoria. Although Victoria was powerful, her monarch at the time was the King of the North. Who was the King of the North?

A person who keeps a diary.

Who can write their innermost thoughts in a diary? Can what's written in a diary truly be considered their innermost thoughts?

Although Wayne, who had actually read the King of the North's diary, said that his cheap father, who had such low emotional intelligence, had indeed written his true feelings in the diary.

But now, Wei Yanwu has to bring Victoria back onto the table. Because Victoria has changed.

Looking at Wei Yanwu's serious expression, Wayne remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

Are you serious?

“Of course, Your Highness the Prince of Wales.”

"Alright then." Wayne sighed and said, "I'll help you with this."

He roughly guessed what Wei Yanwu wanted to do. At the end of Chapter 8 of the Arknights game, after finding Chen a home called Rhodes Island, Wei Yanwu also made up his mind to do the same.

Returning home, as the elder brother of the True Dragon of Yan Kingdom, I was ordered to quell the rebellion!

P.S.: The illustration from yesterday was drawn by KatoRie from Bilibili. She draws so well.

The image posted on Bilibili was blurred, but if you look closely you can actually see the "TO Bone" code.

Many readers suggested that I start a group, but as a class leader in high school, I couldn't even manage a few dozen students in my class, let alone manage hundreds of people in a group. I'm really not capable enough, so after much consideration, I decided to give up.

PS: With this, Wayne's life is finally complete. He even managed to get a "photo" of Theresa and Vina snuggling together.

It's not easy to draw a good main character. The main character is someone that all the readers, handsome men and beautiful women, can imagine. If I make him ugly or doesn't meet expectations, it would be an insult to the readers' good looks, which would be very embarrassing.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Rattlesnake Scales

Longmen, a slum, location unknown.

"How are those two new cops doing?"

"Sir, we've got them under surveillance. We can take care of them at your command!"