Girl, let me check it out.

As an elder who watched Xiao Jin and Fang Weihan grow up, Xiao Fuwei knew very well the reason for Xiao Jin's recent behavior.

Isn't this because he sensed Miss Xie's sense of crisis and started to snatch men?

Xiao Fuwei's thoughts were a little complicated.

If it wasn't Xie Lingyuan who was fighting for a man with his niece, he would have used the power of the Lanling Xiao family to make her retreat at any cost.

Unfortunately, that person was Xie Lingwan.

The storm caused by the Xie Family Orchid within the Xie family of Chen County has already spread among the upper echelons of the family.

After seven years of planning and forbearance, the eldest lady drove Xie Lue, who originally held most of the power among the Xie family in Chen County, back to her hometown by relying on her own efforts.

Now she seems to be pointing the finger at her biological father, Xie Tao, and the second storm within the Xie family of Chen County is already approaching.

So ruthless, so decisive.

What the hell, which aristocratic family dares not to be wary of this eldest lady’s methods?

And everything she did seemed to be for the boy in front of her...

And Tao Gong's granddaughter, the descendant of the Sword Master is even more outrageous. He actually sent tens of thousands of Changyuan Iron Clothes directly for this kid...

Even someone as calm as Xiao Fuwei is a little envious of Fang Weihan's good luck.

I'm afraid there will be no other person in history who can make three such outstanding beauties fall in love like this.

But he was also a little relieved.

There is probably no other person in history who can cut off the head of Prince Uehara Wang in the street.

It seems that destiny has really revived...

This generation of young people is more complicated than the last.

Chapter 255 Hunter and Prey

"Tell me, why did you come to me today?"

Xiao Fuwei took a sip of tea and put the teacup aside.

"I don't believe you came to my Xiao family's residence in Lanling just to be intimate with my niece."

Fang Weihan: "..."

He always felt that what he just said was a bit sarcastic, but he couldn't say the specific word.

"The Duke..."

Fang Weihan was about to speak, but Xiao Fuwei raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Farewell, Junhou. From now on, just like Xiaojin, just call me Second Uncle."

Xiao Fuwei said briefly.

"...Second uncle?"

Fang Weihan thought to himself, what should he do if he still has a biological second uncle?

Forget it, that one is the younger uncle, and this one is the older one.

I hope Fang Xun won't start a fight with Xiao Fuwei after learning about this matter.

"That's right, second uncle."

Fang Weihan followed Shan Ruliu and cupped his hands.

"Someone is trying to kill me."

He said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

Xiao Fuwei's always calm and serious expression finally showed a slight fluctuation.

He frowned and tapped his knuckles on the table.

"Who wants to kill you?"

"Zuru-worship."

Fang Weihan answered quickly.

He told Xiao Fuwei the news and plan he had deduced intact, but concealed Wen Zhexue's role in it.

The leader of Xuan Zhongwei closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind.

"Is the news reliable?"

Xiao Fuwei asked lightly.

"Reliable or not, it doesn't matter, does it?"

Fang Weihan asked with a smile.

Even if it was a trivial possibility, there was no reason why the Lanling Xiao family should not take action.

As long as a rank six expert can be eliminated, it will be a heavy blow to the power of the Vulcan Cult. What's more, this matter is related to his life and death, and the Lanling Xiao family will definitely not sit back and watch.

Xiao Fuwei finally opened his eyes.

He looked at Fang Weihan with a half-smile, but did not refute what he said.

"You're right, it's really not important."

A rare smile appeared on Xiao Fuwei's tough face.

"I agreed."

"Then I'd be sorry to ask you, sir, to lead a team on a trip with me."

Fang Weihan stood up, cupped his hands and smiled.

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As the largest city in the world today, Changming has thirty-six gates, eighteen in the inner city and eighteen in the outer city. In addition, there are dozens of water gates not included in them.

The lives of the more than one million people in the city depend entirely on the supplies shipped through these thirty-six gates.

Among the eighteen gates in the outer city, there are five gates in the east and west, and four gates in the north and south.

Tianjie runs from east to west, and the city gate corresponding to Tianjie is the east-west main gate.

The city gates located on the central axis of the Nangong Taiji Hall are the north and south main gates.

Outside the south main gate of Changming Outer City and Shuangqiao Gate, there are a series of low-rise houses, mostly made of civil structures, with few brick roofs.

Due to the rapid growth of the population of Changming City, the inner and outer city planning that was originally more than adequate now seems to be somewhat stretched.

People who had no money to buy houses in Changming City built another Guocheng outside the outer city. Compared with Guocheng, the public security in Changming Outer City is better.

Peasants will not leave their farmland, tenants must work for landlords, and people with serious jobs are not willing to live in such a place where there is no care.

The people who live here are often porters, coolies and the like, and shady transactions are commonplace here.

All the water in the world gathered in Changming, and the clear water was deposited in the city, but what was left here was complete sludge.

Young people who were unwilling to accept their fate wanted to try their luck in this big city. However, when they actually arrived in this dream city, they found that they could not even enter the glorious and majestic city gate.

The blood of the city passes between these low-rise houses, and countless horse-drawn carriages come and go. The dust raised by the wheels is like a barrier, making the outer city shrouded in dusk made of dust and sand all the time.

"Brother, does our tea taste good?"

The shopkeeper wearing a gray felt hat placed the large porcelain bowl on the table. There was a huge gap on the rim of the bowl, like an old man with chipped teeth who had gone through many hardships.

The person talking to him was a faceless man wearing a bamboo hat.

He was wearing tattered clothes, and his trouser legs were still stained with mud. His exposed ankles were dark and thick, and through the dirty surface, veins and muscles could be faintly seen.

"Everything in this Guocheng is in tatters. It has entered its twilight years and seems to have been half buried in the soil."

The man took the tea handed to him by the boss and drank it in one gulp, sighing comfortably.

"But most of the people living here are young people. Do you think it's strange?"

The customer's words were so convoluted that the store owner didn't understand what he meant by the first half of his words. But he understood the second half of the sentence.

"Young people! They all want to go to Changming City to do something big. They don't have much money, so they live in this shabby house."

The shopkeeper took off his little hat and put it on the handle of the teapot as a rag to insulate him from the heat.

He picked up the hot teapot and filled a bowl of strong tea for the guest in front of him.

"This tea is good."

The man in the bamboo hat drank it all in one gulp, as if he couldn't feel the temperature of the tea at all.

"What do you use to soak it? Why does it smell like melon seeds?"

"This is our family's secret recipe. It was told to me by a Guhun person I hosted two years ago."

The store owner said quite proudly.

"good."

The man in the hat seemed to smile.

The heavy sound of horse hooves was like thunder rolling on the ground, coming from far to near from the direction of the city gate, and the thunder became louder and louder.

"It looks like someone big is traveling again."

The store owner sighed.

"Oh, the sound of the horse's hooves is as dull as thunder. It is definitely not a sound that a small horse like the Sanhe horse can make. Looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, only Xuan Zhongwei's rhinoceros can make such a sound when it is running. .”

The man in the hat explained calmly.

"Oh my! Brother, you are an expert! Can you hear this? Could it be that...you are a horse breeder?"

The shopkeeper sighed in admiration with his eyes widened, and gave him another cup of tea.

"This cup is my invitation, just take it as a reward for my talkative problems."

"Ha, your store has quite a lot of problems... If not everyone in the world who knows how to do business would come to understand."

The man in the hat shook his head amusedly.

"I'm not a horse breeder, I just have a lot of dealings with Xuan Zhongwei."

His voice was hoarse and dull, like old tires rubbing against each other.

"Then Sir..."

The store owner wanted to ask again, but he heard a loud bang on the table next to him, accompanied by a noisy quarrel.

"You fucking fart! If you ask me, Tianque Baipao is the best in the world."

One person grabbed the other person's collar, blushed and yelled harshly.

He was young and strong. He seemed to be drunk and arguing with someone about something.

"Oh, Tianque White Robe? They are nothing!"

The man he was grabbing pushed him away and spat on the ground with disdain.

"You are just a bunch of the emperor's dogs. Do you really think you can challenge the heroes of the world just by leaving your own backyard?"

"General Xiao's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world. He can even compete with the old patriarch of the Fan Yang Lu family. Can you name another one who is stronger than him?"

"Oh, what's wrong with this?"

The man straightened his collar and spoke eloquently. A long list of names came out of his mouth.

"The 'Three-Inch Sword' Shi Xian is a master of short blades. He once assassinated the king of Chechi Kingdom and is now the undisputed master of assassins. How can Xiao Fuwei compare to him?"

"The 'Giant Elephant of the South' Zhu Zhancheng is capable of carrying a cauldron and can break a three-foot-long boulder with just one punch. He is known as the strongest person in the Great Zhou Dynasty. How can Xiao Fuwei compare with him?"

The people around watching the excitement applauded.

The hat customer and the store owner were also aroused and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

Cultivation is a common thing for everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the relationship between the combat capabilities of many high-level monks has always been a topic that no one can avoid.

Verbal cricket fights, social software PVP, everyone likes to do this in an era when entertainment is scarce.