“If they are from Black Purgatory, we will also have a tough battle to fight,” Shang Xiye said in a deep voice, raising his eyes to lightly meet the gaze of Black Owl.

Ji Fengyao frowned slightly.

The Ji family's nemesis, the Black Purgatory...

Could these two be the same group of people?

But thinking about it, it seems a bit too coincidental.

Ji Fengyao shook her head, feeling that this guess was unreliable. Perhaps her imagination had been developed too much by those genius authors on Earth, and she had started to come up with all sorts of wild ideas.

(Bunny: Has anyone called me?)

As dawn breaks, day turns to night.

As the sun rises in the east, Fengxiang City gradually comes alive, just like always.

Ji Chenhai said he would stay here for two days to gather information, and Chen Xiaoyi also said he would wait for news from Chen Shiyu in Fengxiang City.

The two sides quickly reached an agreement and settled down at the inn, waiting for news from their ally (enemy).

Everyone is out here on business, and since we're waiting for news, it's common practice to send someone out.

Therefore, although Chen Xiaoyi and Jiao Da noticed that one or two people were missing from Ji Chenhai's side, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Early morning of the third day.

The people of Manfeng Xiangcheng were all alarmed by the large banner with the characters on it on the city gate.

When Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengyao, and others arrived with Chen Xiaoyi's group after hearing the news, they saw someone on the city gate wall using a bamboo pole about two meters long to carry a one-meter-long and wide brocade cloth. On the brocade cloth, a line of characters written in fist-thick ink was written in a very vigorous style:

On the night of the Ninth Prince Shang Xi, at noon tomorrow, the soul will be broken at Niu Mang Mountain Cliff;

If you don't come, I'll kill you on time, no waiting!

The surrounding residents of Fengxiang City pointed and whispered among themselves as they looked at the banner.

"The Ninth Prince is going back to the Northwest to take charge of the war. This must have been done by those spies in Xidan. I don't believe they could capture the Ninth Prince's men."

"I don't believe it either. These clowns from Xidan are just daydreaming. If they can fool the Ninth Prince, I'll rip my head off and let him kick it around like a ball!"

Chen Xiao stared and listened for a while, then turned to ask Ji Fengming beside him, "Brother Long, what do you think?"

I'm not Yuanfang, how can I look at it? I just have to look up and look up!

Ji Fengming mentally scoffed and asked, "What do you think, Brother Chen?"

“I think whether the Ninth Prince hung this flag himself or someone else did, he will most likely appear at Soul Cliff in Niu Mang Mountain at noon tomorrow. It’s definitely worth the trip,” Chen Xiaoyi said with a shrewd look on his face.

Jiao Da, who was standing next to him, nodded: "I agree with what Young Master Chen said."

"Right!" Chen Xiaoyi became even more smug after hearing this. "I'm right, aren't I!"

They were practically shouting it from the rooftops:

I'm the smartest kid in all of Kyoto, who dares to disagree!

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen, you are indeed insightful," Ji Fengming flattered half-heartedly, casually hooking his arm around Chen Xiaoyi's shoulder and asking in a completely unserious manner, "Then, shall we make a trip tomorrow?"

"Let's go, we have to go!" Chen Xiaoyi clapped his hands and made the decision, overjoyed.

Seeing that Ji Fengming was leaning against someone, Hei Xiao reached out and pulled him back: "Come with me to gather the men. We'll make our move tomorrow."

Ji Fengming was pulled and stumbled.

Chen Xiaoyi was also pulled and his body tilted to one side.

Chen Xiao was completely bewildered as he watched Black Owl tug at Ji Fengming's sleeve and pull him away like a three-year-old child.

Ji Chenhai: "???"

Ji Fengyao: "???"

Shang Xiye: "???"

They're all here. Are these two going to summon Shenron?