Fairy, I really am a villain!

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of identity.

"It's okay, I'll go back to practice." She stood up.

Li Muyou's mind was in a mess, she herself didn't know what she was thinking, but there was only one thing -

She is not reconciled.

After looking at him deeply, the woman pushed the door and left.

"Sister, what are you thinking about..."

"You were the one who wanted to learn from me, weren't you? Kendo is no joke. Try it a few more times."

~~

The next day.

Fang Xiwen still had a lot of things to do today. However, before he left, he went to look for Li Muyu, mainly because he was afraid that she would do something stupid.

In fact, these two sisters are quite extreme. One is obsessed with kendo, and the other is abstaining from human desires. Yet, they are both so talented.

If left alone, I think both of them would be able to reach the end of their own paths and become masters of their generation.

"I, I can no longer get the feeling of 'warmth' from my father and Mu You, only you still..."

Abandoning humanity and becoming the sword master in charge of the Divine Court... maybe the original result was better for them, and I was just meddling in their affairs?

He sometimes thinks so.

Fortunately, Li Muyu was still relatively rational and received him in the house with the same attitude as usual.

"Am I too greedy?" After chatting for a while, she smiled a little lonely, then waved her fist as if to cheer herself up: "But, this is also good.

Since Fang Qingxiao wants to be your Taoist partner, she can no longer be Xiwen's sister."

"Second sister?"

He wanted to say more, but was pushed out by the shoulders.

"Xiwen has a date today, right? Don't let your second sister delay things. Come on."

Li Muyu touched his head with his sickly pale hand and closed the door again.

~~

Thinking it would not be nice to disturb her again, Fang Xiwen went back to his room to meditate.

The agreed time came in a flash.

It happened to be dinner time, so he disguised himself as a food delivery boy and left Fang's house among a group of servants pushing carts.

Go up to Tianjie, turn left and right and enter Cuixuan Building.

"I want a private room on the second floor." He put nine coins on the counter.

The shopkeeper was a charming lady. She looked up at the young man wearing a soft hat and shabby clothes. She pushed the money back and said with a chuckle, "Young man, this money is not enough~"

"How much?"

"Drink three glasses of wine with my sister, don't even mention the private room—" "Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and a silver ingot appeared on the counter. The shopkeeper's expression suddenly froze.

"There is such a way to raise the price, oh my god..." Feeling sad for a while, Fang Xiwen went upstairs and found a room by the window.

After calculating the time, he ordered a table of dishes in advance and waited quietly for the second prince.

However, half an incense stick had passed since the agreed time when someone knocked on the door, followed by a tall man in a silk gown.

The man had thick eyebrows and a square face, but his eyes seemed calm. He looked around for a while before he stretched out his calloused hand, pulled out a chair, and sat down leisurely opposite Fang Xiwen.

"why you?"

He did not hide the disgust on his face, and his expression was as if he was constipated.

It was a pity that he ordered a whole table of dishes to entertain his long-time confidant: in his eyes, the so-called Second Prince was still the "Mad Tiger" Yuwen Chou at heart, the "friend" with whom he had fought side by side in the secret realm, with whom they had a wonderful relationship.

But the person who came was not him.

"Are you stupid?" Yun Yichuan picked up the chopsticks. "The Second Prince has so many spies in the palace. How dare he come out to meet you openly?" "What about the imperial edict?"

In fact, Fang Xiwen already understood a little.

In order to solve the problem of the incompatibility between body and soul, the Second Prince must have contacted the Yun family and made a deal.

He also has a contract with Yun Wuxin, so it is not difficult for the latter to calculate his actions, which also explains why the timing is so coincidental.

"It was a small risk. The Second Prince was quite loyal and said that you had helped him before. So, it was you who shattered Gao Chengyou's soul that day?"

While eating, Yun Yichuan looked up.

"Who knows." Fang Xiwen shrugged.

After a brief conversation, the room fell silent.

The two of them didn't get along from the first time they met, and later became enemies.

The strange thing is that they had no intention of taking each other's lives, but they also had no intention of resolving their grudges... This strange fate has continued to this day.

They didn't talk to each other, and they didn't want the other party to guess their intentions, so they just kept their mouths shut.

Thus, the meal ended in this weird atmosphere... In fact, only Yun Yichuan was eating. His mysophobia relapsed.

"If you count carefully, this is the second meal you've treated me to, right? Thank you so much." After wiping his mouth, Yun Yichuan threw his handkerchief on the table.

"It's so disgusting."

"In return, I'll also express my stance a little bit," Yun Yichuan didn't care about his attitude, "You want to deal with the Yang family, I can help you, after all, I've taken advantage of you."

"help me?"

"I'm not as petty as you. If I say I'll help you, I'll let bygones be bygones."

"Don't flatter yourself," Fang Xiwen shook his head and sneered, "The fact is, if you allow the Yang Chamber of Commerce to continue to merge and grow, your Yun family's distribution channels for refining equipment will be damaged, and the prices in the future will be forcibly suppressed by them.

From now on, the family's resources will be more spent than received, and they will just have to eat up all the resources."

"Stop exaggerating. It will have an impact, but it will definitely not reach this extent." Yun Yichuan admitted it in a disguised way.

“Well, that’s just one of the reasons, among others.

If you don't do something now, when the other weaker families all go to cling to the Yang Party, even if your Yun family is a tough nut to crack, you will be isolated and helpless, and will have to kneel down when the Emperor's Sword is chopped down."

Hearing this, Yun Yichuan's expression turned a little worse.

"Right? Although the king doesn't want to see a single family dominate the government, if his subordinates are all useless, he can only let the Yang family take over if he can't win the fight. At least it will be easier to manage..."

"What do you want to say?"

boom!

Fang Xiwen knocked on the table and said in a leisurely tone: "If you want to join forces, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush and say 'help me'? It's just that the ship is sinking and you have to row a few times."

"...It's really disgusting." Yun Yichuan shook his head.

That's why he hates Fang Xiwen.

It was something that could be kept secret, but he insisted on showing off his cleverness by making things clear and leaving no room for ambiguity.

fair enough.

"Since you don't care about our old friendship, let's just do business together."

"What is the old relationship between you and me?"

"Of course you didn't tell me, bastard, have you forgotten your sister——"

Suddenly, Yun Yichuan seemed to be strangled by someone, and the rest of his words were abruptly interrupted.

After a long while, he finally recovered and coughed twice, "No, it's okay, that's how it is. Three days later, the Second Prince will have a banquet, and you and I should be there, so we can discuss it later..."

After finishing his words, he left in a hurry, leaving only Fang Xiwen in the private room.

The latter came to the window suspiciously, looked out, but saw nothing.

what happened?

Chapter 341: The Extravagant Rhythm of the Divine Capital

Shendu, Ziyi Lane, Fangfu.

Several lanterns with the word "Fang" written on them were hung up under the eaves, swaying gently in the wind.

Liang Jing watched the delivery boy push the cart out and then gently closed the main door of the mansion.

A cold wind blew, and he subconsciously tightened his coat. He glanced towards the room where the third young master lived and found that a light was on there, illuminating the silhouette of a man reading by the window.

"The art of formations is quite profound. After comprehending it for so long, I finally have some clues about the Demon-Slaying Formation in the Divine Capital. I am really looking forward to the inheritance of Lord Qingmo's external scenes..."

Snapped!

After closing the book and putting it back in the drawer, Fang Xiwen took out a piece of letter from his sleeve, spread it on the table and began to read.

The message written on it is from the Yun family spies, and there is one every day. Yun Yichuan is very trustworthy.

Although he hated this person, he had to admit that he was a good partner and the possibility of betrayal was very small... It was based on this level of understanding that they would seek each other out as allies.

"Three days later, the Second Prince will hold a 'literary gathering'. The proposed list of guests for the gathering is..."

"It is said that the Yang Chamber of Commerce is planning to build a ferry in Jiangzhou. It has already reported to the cabinet, saying that this is a move that will benefit the people... They are eyeing the money from the national treasury, right? How dare they do that."

"At the end of the year, there will be an engagement party for Yang Tianxiu and Princess Zhaoyang. It seems that preparations have already begun..."

Holding the letter in his hand, Fang Xiwen seemed to be thinking about something.

It is not surprising that this young Taifu is going to marry a princess of the royal family.

He often practices in the palace, and the technique he practices is also from the Gao family's amazing book, and his cultivation is unfathomable;

This engagement means that the royal family wants to bring him into the core circle: in the future, perhaps some permissions of the palace will be opened up, such as allowing him to practice "The Imperial Book", and even if he performs well enough, he may even be able to sense a trace of sword intent released by the "Sword of the Son of Heaven".

"Another gigolo, bah." He cursed with contempt and burned the letter.

It has to be said that cooperating with the Yun family did make him feel a lot more at ease.

Putting aside other factors, this was his first time in the capital of gods, and there were still many things he didn't understand. It would be easier to have someone to help.