"Ninth Brother, what do we do? Are we just going to watch the Pavilion Master risk his life?" a member of the secret service asked anxiously.
Feng Jiu frowned, shook her head, and said, "The young marshal has already given the order, how dare I disobey?"
"Let the Floating Pagoda Army retreat first, and the Dark Guard brothers stay behind to infiltrate Beijing with me!"
Feng Jiu's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Throughout history, how many times has the dragon been revealed and its armor removed? This summons from the Grand Secretary is likely to be a bad one. If the young marshal is truly in trouble, we brothers might as well fight our way in and out three times!"
"yes!"
Everyone responded in unison, creating a tense and deadly atmosphere.
...
Half an hour later.
The jeep entered Beijing and headed straight for Zhongbeihai.
Looking at the towering city walls, Lin Yu was filled with emotion.
High walls and vermilion gates have isolated the dreams of countless people.
Some people are born inside the wall, while others, even if they are born in a pile, are nothing more than stones used to build the wall.
Wealth and status are not attainable; one's fate is predetermined.
Isn't my own success here also thanks to Lao Tzu?
Amidst Lin Yu's chaotic thoughts, the car arrived at a back garden and came to a smooth stop.
"Young Marshal Lin, we've arrived!"
Lin Yu nodded and got out of the car with Hua Zhen.
In the distant vegetable garden, Lin Yu saw an elderly man with white hair, holding a hoe and shuffling along the ground.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned around and glanced at Lin Yu. He then waved breathlessly and said, "Young man, how come you have no sense at all? I'm inviting you to dinner, you should at least do something, right?"
Lin Yu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and quickly walked over.
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