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"What? Changhao wants to negotiate peace, and specifically asks you to go?!"

Tong Zhenzhen got excited when she heard the gossip. She jumped up from the couch and rushed to the thank you desk:

"Wow, they are really brave to name you! They actually asked you to go and negotiate. Do you really want to talk? Why don't they find someone who looks more friendly?"

"Why don't you go and negotiate with them? You look kind!" Xie Ci pushed Tong Zhenzhen's face away angrily, "Do you think I want to go? If I hadn't become so fragile, why would Lin Yuan have fallen to the point of negotiating? Of course, the outcome will be decided on the battlefield with real swords and guns!"

"I was just joking. This requires professionals to do the job. It's up to you and Mr. Lin!" Tong Zhenzhen rubbed the side of his face and complimented with a smirk.

"But Changhao seems to be pretty awesome according to the settings, so why does he suddenly want to negotiate? I bet 50 cents, there's definitely something fishy going on!" Chen Miao interrupted and took away Tong Zhenzhen's cards while she was harassing Xie Ci.

Ma Chengyun took out the instant noodles he had exchanged from the mall, ignored Xie Ci's warning look, and directly picked up the boiling water on the stove that was originally intended for making tea, and made a bucket of instant noodles for everyone, and then distributed them diligently:

"It's bound to be a tough battle on our way to Changhao. Come get a bucket of Xiao Ma's loving instant noodles. The price for friends and family is 50% off. Let's eat and drink well and have a good trip!"

"You, you better watch your words!" Xue Yide suffered from severe motion sickness. He had been trying hard to hold on by closing his eyes and resting, but now he was interrupted by Ma Chengyun. The smell of the greasy instant noodles made his stomach churn, and he suddenly covered his mouth with his hands.

"If you dare to vomit in the car, you're dead!" Xie Ci yelled in panic, and hurriedly stood up and lifted the curtain, trying to push Xue Yide to the window to let him vomit outside. Ma Chengyun was quick-witted and exchanged a dozen plastic bags from the mall, opened them and stuffed them into Xue Yide's hands:

"Friendship price 10 points, thank you for your patronage!"

"Treacherous, treacherous businessman, vomit—"

Xue Yide's handsome face wrinkled into a ball, and his eyes behind the glasses glared at Ma Chengyun unhappily, but the carriage was too bumpy, and he soon began to vomit while holding the plastic bag, powerless to fight against the capitalist profiteers.

"Wow, this is a bit disgusting. I can hardly eat." Tong Zhenzhen calmly pushed Xue Yide towards the window, trying to let the breeze take away the subtle smell, and then picked up the fork and started slurping noodles.

Xie Ci stroked his throbbing forehead. Being in the same room with these evildoers was even more torturous than fighting for three days and three nights! If he wasn't afraid that Duanmu Yu would need their help to escape when he held a Hongmen Feast, he really didn't want to bring them along.

He let out a sigh of relief and picked up a noodle. The chili oil on it quickly flowed down, which made his brows twist into a knot. He tilted his head to glance at Tong Zhenzhen, and seeing that she was eating happily, he couldn't help but nagging:

"Eat less junk food. Food that can be eaten after soaking for a while is not healthy at all!"

"I got it, Xie Ci's mother." Tong Zhenzhen responded perfunctorily, and was satisfied to see Xie Ci's angry look as if his tail was stepped on. She had recently discovered how fun it was to tease Xie Ci. She and Chen Miao smiled at each other, and began to challenge Xie Ci's bottom line with words, making him so angry that he almost rolled his eyes and went to see his ancestors.

Poor Xie Ci, he was played around in her hands.

Three days later

Changhao Border Juncheng

The people of Changhao are good at business. Their territory is vast and prosperous. Even the towns on the border are built in a grand and exquisite manner. The city walls cast with copper stretch for miles. Under the city, the Poyuan army is lined up in neat battle array wearing heavy armor. The dull sound of war drums and the sound of horns can be heard far away. Leading the way is a young general wearing bright armor, sitting tall on his horse with an upright posture. Although he has a smile on his face, he gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression. His slender eyes are slightly narrowed in a smile, and he looks at the newcomers calmly.

【Chinese-The Only True God】:

Wow, who is this handsome boy? He is not bad looking!

【Acknowledgement】：

...Why don't you try to be a bit more friendly in the group? What kind of look is that? You can take it. He is Duanmu Yu, the leader of the Poyuan Army. Be careful, he is not a pushover! @All members

Tong Zhenzhen couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Out of courtesy, everyone had to get off the carriage and greet the other party first. As they were also priests, they couldn't show their timidity and let Duanmu Yu see any clues. Tong Zhenzhen tried her best to overcome her social phobia and forced herself not to look at the army in front of her that made her feel weak. She held her head high and took a step without recognizing any relatives. Because she was too nervous, she stepped on Xie Ci's instep and took his seat.

Xie Ci let out a slight hiss of pain, quickly pulled the person back and glared at her. Only then did the latter obediently shrink her neck and stand behind him.

Almost no one noticed this small action, but it caught the eyes of Duanmu Yu. He looked elegant and easy-going, with his eyes slightly curved and a harmless smile showing, just like those elegant young men in the capital, which was very deceptive. However, only his subordinates and enemies knew how much blood was on his hands.

"Thank you, General, and the priest for coming in person to discuss matters. I'm sorry for not welcoming you." He opened his thin lips slightly, dismounted and saluted Xie Ci. "Everyone is tired from the journey. Please follow me into the city to rest for a while. We can discuss business later."

Xie Cixiu frowned slightly, and felt that this vixen's attitude was more and more strange, but it was really difficult to get angry now, so he could only nod and vent his complaints in the group:

【Acknowledgement】：

There's definitely something wrong with this kid. Look at the way he's smiling. He looks like he deserves a beating!

【Doctor’s Benevolence】：

Old Xie, hold on, after all, you are on someone else's territory, talk it over first, it's not too late to hit him if he really gets angry!

The Linyuan Army was about to follow Duanmu Yu's army into the city, but as soon as Tong Zhenzhen walked over, Duanmu Yu's deputy general Xu Yuan acted like a mouse seeing a cat. The eight-foot-tall iron tower man burst into tears and hid behind Duanmu Yu in grievance:

"It's her, it's her! It's this woman who slapped me last time and made the brothers look like that. Commander, you have to take charge of us... "

The man in his fifties cried like a bullied young wife, and even rubbed his bearded chin against Duanmu Yu's face. This really made his flawless smile a little uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to maintain his composure and looked up at Tong Zhenzhen who had an inexplicable expression on her face:

"Oh? I guess this is the goddess of Linyuan. Well, the priests are naturally powerful. It's not shameful for you to lose to them."

"But if you keep crying, you'll be embarrassing me~"

He chuckled and patted Xu Yuan's shoulder. The latter shrank back for a moment, then dared not act rashly and suppressed his fear and stood back in his original position - of course, the farthest away from Tong Zhenzhen.

Tong Zhenzhen really didn't expect to leave such a big psychological shadow on others. He felt a little guilty, but not too much. He glanced at him with a gloating look. When he turned around, he met Duanmu Yu's half-smile. He nodded to Tong Zhenzhen:

"I have no way of disciplining my subordinates, and even had the goddess discipline them. I am truly ashamed."

"It's okay." Tong Zhenzhen put on a calm expression, but in fact her whole body felt like it was electrified and she shivered uncomfortably.

【Chinese-The Only True God】:

What a vicious man, he talks with a knife hidden in his smile, just like your lover @【Chinese-你妙姐】

【Doctor’s Benevolence】：

Hey, you told Duanmu Yu not to involve me. He has turned over a new leaf and is concentrating on being Xiao Miao's little baby!

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was noticing him as he was walking at the back, Lin Shizhu gently placed his hand on Chen Miao's shoulder and gave a provocative smile to Tong Zhenzhen in front of him.

Tong Zhenzhen: ...Heh, stinky couple

An inn in Juncheng

"I'm so tired - I didn't walk much but I'm still so tired."

As soon as Tong Zhenzhen opened the door, she couldn't wait to bury herself in the soft bed. Although Duanmu Yu was harboring bad intentions in his heart, he was still warm and hospitable on the surface. He placed them in this inn, which was said to be a special inn for the entertainment of the powerful and wealthy in Juncheng. It was fully equipped with fragrant couches and soft pillows, and there were even small plates filled with cakes in every room.

Chen Miao picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth. The sweet taste made her squint her eyes in intoxication. After confirming that it tasted good, she took another piece and handed it to Tong Zhenzhen:

"Since we have nothing to do anyway, why don't we play King of Glory?"

"Come on, come on, but our skills are both very low, and without Sister Li to lead us, we will probably be killed!"

The two of them fell onto the couch in tacit understanding, one at the head and the other at the foot of the bed. They put the snack plate in the middle and ate while fighting.

Above their heads, the beams that had not been cleaned for a long time were covered with dust. The slightest movement would stir up a cloud of dust, choking the man's nose, but he managed to hold it back thanks to his years of professional ethics.

Spy Changhao squatted down cautiously, using the shadow to hide on the beam, and listened carefully to the movements of the two.

This is the priest who Lord Duanmu has personally ordered to be under close surveillance, so we can't be careless!

A cup of tea passed and there was no movement.

The incense stick burned out and there was no movement.

An afternoon passed and still nothing happened.

He couldn't help but yawn quietly, his eyes were bloodshot and red from staring at the same place for a long time, but he still dutifully recorded their few conversations in his little notebook.

For the entire afternoon, the two of them didn't get up from the couch, and barely even turned over, which made him feel scared. Could it be that his whereabouts had been exposed, so they didn't say anything?

The spy was worried and felt that he should not stay here for long. It looked like they would not make any more moves, so he might as well go back and report as soon as possible before being completely exposed. Having made up his mind, he put in all his effort, tiptoed along the beam to the window, and after confirming again and again that the two were not noticing, he jumped down.

"You mean, they haven't moved a step all afternoon?"

It was late at night. Duanmu Yu, dressed in middle clothes, lazily lit the candle on the table. With his jade-like fingers, he opened the record presented by the spy. He was about to read it page by page, but found that there was no need to do so, because the record stopped abruptly before even a full page.

A layer of confusion appeared in his narrow eyes. He looked up at the spy kneeling in front of the case, who quickly responded in a trembling voice:

"Yes, yes, and this is indeed the entire record, nothing more!"

Duanmu Yu lowered his head thoughtfully and carefully read the record above:

“Hehehehehehehe”

"Wuhu, take off!"

"Let me tell you about jungle. It's not that I don't know how to play, but the situation is not like this. You have to base it on my situation, not yours..."

Although it was barely understandable at the beginning, as it was a record of their laughter, it became more and more unpredictable as it went on. Although they were familiar words, it was difficult to understand their meaning when put together. The spy saw that Duanmu Yu's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and thought that he was going to be punished for his poor performance, so he lowered his head even lower in fear.

Unexpectedly, Duanmu Yu snapped the book shut and waved his hand, saying:

"Get up, this is not your fault. They are indeed priests. You were discovered the moment you entered the room."