Several people walked forward with different expressions. Cheng Shi looked at everything around him and became even more confused.

This good brother of mine always seems to be able to find where he wants to go amidst all the laughter and jeers that are confusing in direction.

This time too, it was obvious that he was heading for the gathering point which was similar to the safe zone, but how did he know that this road would definitely lead here?

Why does the Grand Marshal look more like one of his own, the one who laughs and sneers at him?

Could it be that the God of Fun...is also cooperating with [War]?

Not only him, but several others were also secretly looking at the burly man sitting opposite them. Mo Li was sitting next to Hu Wei, and just as he was about to say hello, he heard the big man opposite him shouting loudly:

"My goodness, the person that Lao Hu brought here is definitely not an ordinary person.

Prime Minister, I know you, nice to meet you.

Longjing, we have tasted it before, please do as you like.

As for these two...”

He looked at Cheng Shi and Hu Xuan puzzledly, as if he was guessing their identities.

Hu Wei laughed loudly upon seeing this, patted Cheng Shi on the shoulder and said:

“This is also my brother, the fate weaver Cheng Shi.

As for this one…”

"Wait?" The big man opposite was stunned and scratched his head, "Holy shit, he is Zhen Yi's lover?"

"......"

"......"

"......"

Everyone chuckled when they heard this, but the person involved had a stiff expression, not knowing whether to accept or not accept the call.

But Hu Wei finally helped Cheng Shi out of the predicament. He laughed and said:

"It's the past tense. Alas, I said the wrong thing, and it wasn't the past. Anyway, my brother saved me once. You should be more honest with your stinky mouth and stop annoying people all the time.

As for this one..."

As he spoke, the Grand Marshal looked at Hu Xuan with a slightly complicated expression, and said solemnly:

"This is the Eternal Sun that Old Sun often mentions, Hu Xuan."

"???" The big man opposite was stunned. He stood up in shock, his eyes were as bright as copper bells and he couldn't believe it. "Who is it?"

Hu Xuan's face became a little rosy.

I don’t know if it was because the bonfire made her cheeks red, or because she didn’t need to pretend to be pale after the show was over, but she no longer looked tired, but rather had a kind of tired beauty.

She sat down beside Cheng Shi with her knees together, smiled at the big man opposite her, and introduced herself:

"Hu Xuan."

The big man's face changed slightly, and then he sighed:

"Oh my god, it looks like Old Sun is really gone. Sigh, it's fate.

Although this old guy is a bit sinister, he is still quite enthusiastic. It's a pity.

Okay, let’s stop talking. Since you were brought here by Lao Hu, we... can be considered friends.

Let me introduce myself, Da Yi, the Yi from A, B, C, and D. Nice to meet you two."

As he spoke, the elder Yi clasped his fists towards Cheng Shi and Hu Xuan. His heroic look was very similar to Hu Wei's.

Cheng Shi was very interested in this burly man. His eyes carefully swept over his fingers, palms and wrists, and quickly looked at his ears, nose and neck. He soon figured out his occupation.

assassin!

This rough guy turned out to be an assassin!

Because there was not a single callus or wear on his hands, and his fingers were as nimble and slender as a girl's, he was obviously an expert in doing tricks. His nostrils were twitching slightly all the time, and his ears were turning back and forth, making him very alert to all sounds around him.

The most important thing was that when he faced the crowd, he nodded slightly and covered his neck with his exaggerated chin, which looked like a cautious defensive posture.

Based on this, Cheng Shi speculated that the other party was most likely an assassin, but he didn't know what kind of beliefs this Dayi assassin belonged to.

This doubt did not last long, because Longjing's next question gave Cheng Shi a direct answer.

"Grand Marshal, you [War] still hold this kind of small gathering?"

You [war]?

Cheng Shi was stunned, and then casually glanced at Dayi opposite him.

It turns out that he is the assassin of [War], the Iron Thorn?

Aren't they supposed to be a group of shadow assassins lurking in the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to kill a general and seize the flag? Brother, why do you look like a warrior in battle?

Is it possible that contrast is still popular in the assassin circle?

Tsk, that's hard to comment.

Cheng Shi laughed inwardly and looked away calmly. Hu Wei beside him also laughed again:

“It’s just a way to exchange what we have, not a simple [war] gathering.

In addition to the shabby place of the mediocre people, I was also going to come here today. Of course, the purpose is exactly what I mentioned before... a good place where you can gain something!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became energetic again.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten the danger they had just experienced, as well as the harm done by Zhen Yi. It was as if they had adapted to this bad luck and put all the unpleasantness of the day behind them, with only the "benefits" in front of them left in their eyes!

Their emotions changed so quickly that Cheng Shi sighed after seeing it:

This is the efficiency of top players. They never dwell on failure, and never dwell on the past. They even sit together in a group and discuss how to conduct the next trial without healing their wounds.

They are tireless and work endlessly, constantly improving at this pace. Even though the [Game of Faith] has only been around for over half a year, for this group of people, perhaps they have been honing their skills for several years or even more than ten years more than others!

Thinking back to my past self... I was so far behind...

This was also the reason why Cheng Shi wanted to change back his identity and follow the Grand Marshal to broaden his horizons, because he lacked too much information about certain things.

"Come to think of it, this matter is related to what you said, Longjing." Hu Wei continued to look at Longjing and said.

"Me?" Long Jing was stunned, and then he exclaimed in a low voice with a wonderful expression, "Decay has fallen?"

Hu Wei's eyes also sparkled:

“Yes, [Decay] falls.

In fact, before Zhen Yi said that it was [Prosperity] that fell, I had always guessed that it was [Decay] that fell.

Don't look at me like that. I have a special channel to know about that incident. I don't know the details, but I can be sure that even if [Corruption] has not fallen, it must have suffered heavy losses in that "War of Gods"!

Even... a lot of divine power and authority have been lost!

And I have called you all together because of this lost thing of [Decay].

So, when we met, I believed you a little, but you... betrayed my trust, Longjing."

This is calling people.

Long Jing looked embarrassed, but he soon found a way to divert the embarrassment, which was to scold Zhen Yi.

"Damn it, it's all because of that bastard Zhen Yi. If she..."

He had just said half of this when he seemed to realize something and immediately looked at Cheng Shi again, his apologetic eyes full of profound meaning.