Filming location in Shanghai.
A handsome young man, fanning himself, knocked on the gate of the manor.
The servant peeked through the crack in the door at the people outside and whispered, "Qianye Manor is not receiving guests today. Please leave."
"I am Liu Zhilin, the second young master of Liu family. I have come today to pay my respects to the master of Qianye Manor. I have important matters to report, and I would appreciate it if you could convey my message."
As Liu Zhilin spoke, he closed the fan in his hand, revealing his full face.
Young Master Liu had a face like jade, noble and otherworldly, and the appearance of a peerless beauty. In particular, his peach blossom eyes held a hint of a smile: "Please, my brother and I will wait at the door."
Immediately afterwards, he twirled the fan in his hand and pointed it at the black-clad swordsman beside him.
The servant looked in the direction the fan was pointing and saw a tall, handsome young swordsman standing not far away, holding a sword.
The swordsman's appearance was in no way inferior to Liu Zhilin, who was known as the "most handsome man in the martial arts world." Moreover, compared to Liu Zhilin's more delicate beauty, his appearance was more aggressive, with three-dimensional facial features and bright eyes, like a sharp sword that had not yet been drawn. Even just standing there, he carried a somewhat imposing aura.
Although his aura was intimidating, this swordsman did not have the aloofness of someone in a superior position when he looked at people. In his eyes, besides the all-seeing wisdom and the fearless spirit that was not afraid of any difficulties, there was also a calmness that treated everyone equally—he did not flatter the powerful, nor was he arrogant towards the weak.
Such a chivalrous person can leave a deep impression with just one glance.
The servant was surprised.
When did such a person appear in the martial arts world?
That's really strange.
Meeting the servant's probing gaze, the swordsman became unhurried, smiled, raised his hand in a cupped-up gesture, and politely said, "My name is Zhu Feng. Please inform him of my presence."
The servant's eyes darted around, but he didn't make things difficult for the two men. Instead, he nodded and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, I will go and report to the master of the manor now."
Then the gates of Chiba Villa closed once again.
Liu Zhilin took a step back, suddenly unfolded the fan in his hand, and slowly waved it. Then he turned to look at Song Chenye beside him and said with a smile, "Brother Zhufeng, you owe me a huge favor this time."
Song Chenye looked up at the plaque above the gate with a complicated expression, and then said, "Qianye Manor has always been open to business. In the past, it was never short of people from the martial arts world to do business, let alone overcrowded. How did it end up in such a state now?"
Business people need to socialize to expand their business throughout the industry.
Nowadays, however, Chiba Manor rarely sees visitors, only reopening its doors to the public during previous martial arts tournaments.
Song Chenye had no idea that they had become like this.
"Sigh, it's all because of that disaster twelve years ago."
Liu Zhilin seemed lost in thought, letting out a soft sigh. He even lost the mood to fan himself. Upon hearing Liu Zhilin's words, Song Chenye's expression darkened, and he stared at the still beautiful Qianye Manor, remaining silent.
Fortunately, Liu Zhilin didn't say much, only sighing, "Qianye Manor has resorted to this desperate measure to protect itself. However, the shadow of twelve years ago will eventually pass. Perhaps when the manor lord is no longer immersed in the events of twelve years ago, the gates here will reopen."
Will the past always be the past?
Song Chenye changed from holding the sword to gripping it, and stared up at the bright red lacquered lintel, lost in thought.
He then curled his lips into a smile, a hint of coldness in it.
"Perhaps, that day will come."
—Once he has killed all his past enemies, this matter will naturally pass.
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"Click!"
Deng Lei's voice came, and Xiao He's gaze shifted from the gate, then he politely nodded to Zhao Qinyuan.
Zhao Qinyuan's acting skills weren't particularly good, but his appearance was indeed outstanding. His face was quite convincing, and his portrayal of the Second Young Master Liu wasn't greasy at all. Overall, he didn't drag Xiao He down, so Xiao He's attitude towards him improved a lot.
In fact, as long as it doesn't affect Xiao He's work, he treats most people quite well.
"Brother Xiao, water."
Xiao Chen jogged over.
Xiao He took a sip through the straw in his water glass.
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