Wang Yanzhou said that he knew how powerful Chen Xin and his men were and what they could do at this moment. "Grand Master, you overestimate Chen Xin. Only he and a Qilin Guard have infiltrated the Northern Desert Army. They alone can't do such a world-shattering thing. They are good enough to do some tricks on the artillery."
Xiao Liang couldn't help but sigh: "Could it be that God really is helping me?"
The actor who played Xie Zhuangshui then sighed: "No matter who it is, I thank him and his whole family!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Zairong gave a somewhat helpless smile. His bluntness wasn't a major flaw, but it was a bit too blunt, making him somewhat embarrassed in front of outsiders. After reviewing the previous topics, Shi Zairong thought that since he had just finished the battle and had already called everyone together for such a while, it was time to stop. "Alright, everyone, you've worked hard today. Go back and rest for a while, then prepare for the next step."
"yes."
After everyone in the hall had left one after another, Wang Nianqing walked straight to the door, observed the environment outside, closed the door and walked back. She originally wanted to hand Hong Yu a handkerchief to wipe her face, but her hand was still in her sleeve when she was spotted by Shi Zairong.
Normally, back in the barracks, Hong Yu was good-natured, knowledgeable, and mingled with everyone like a brother, so I hadn't paid much attention. But now, it seems there's still a gender difference. Shi Zairong's eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone alive. Wang Nianqing put her hands behind her back naturally and kindly reminded her, "Miss Hong Yu doesn't wear a mask very often. You can take it off now to get some fresh air. We're used to it over the years and aren't afraid of the heat. We're just worried about getting pimples on her face."
Hong Yu touched the mask on his face, which seemed particularly cool in the summer, and said, "Huh, it's a bit stuffy, but fortunately, I'll wear it to avoid causing unnecessary trouble. Besides, the material of this mask is really strange. Other than being a little stuffy, I don't feel any discomfort."
When it comes to the material of the Qilin mask, Wang Nianqing has a lot to say. This mask is a rare treasure that he and his brothers have spent nearly a year experimenting with to find. To say that it is warm in winter and cool in summer is no exaggeration: "This mask is indeed not an ordinary mask, but..."
However, Wang Nianqing's words were strangled in the next second by Shi Zairong's extremely resentful and dissatisfied eyes: "Ahem, if you are curious, I will talk to you in detail next time when I have more time."
There were only a few people in the room now, except for Lin Feng who was standing aside like a statue. Hong Yu also saw Shi Zairong's little look, but he was not moved at all: "Okay, then it's settled."
Shi Zairong saw that he was being ignored. If he didn't speak up, he would be put in a corner by Hong Yu. He quickly said, "Oh, I remember you went to Uncle Ning's place several times. What were you discussing?"
Wang Yanzhou smiled and explained, "It's nothing. Mr. Huangfu is just a little curious about my physical condition."
If we were to ask who Huangfu Ning would be interested in, the first person he would consider would definitely be a patient, or someone who has been poisoned. "You look rosy-cheeked and your breath is strong. You don't look sick, do you?"
"It's just a minor illness, nothing serious. If you're okay, I'll have to go back to see my soldiers." Wang Yanzhou didn't say clearly what illness he had, but since Shi Zairong asked, he told him that his health was not very good at the moment, and he should not tire himself out. He would just share more of the hard work.
Shi Zairong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Nianqing finally leaving. He didn't know who Hong Yu was interacting with in Qingliang Valley, but judging by the little gestures Wang Nianqing and the others made, it seemed that Hong Yu got along with them much better than he had imagined. "Okay, then I won't see you off."
After watching Wang Yanzhou and his servant leave, Hong Yu smiled and nudged the petrified Lin Feng beside him: "Master Lin, Master Lin, wake up, everyone is gone."
"......" Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and then he came back to his senses. He looked at the Qilin Guard wearing a Qilin mask but making the voice of Hong Yu in a daze. After a while, he remembered what he was doing.
Seeing his dazed look, Hong Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Pfft, what on earth are you thinking about? Why are you so lost in thought?"
Lin Feng scratched his head and after a while of thinking, he was stumped. "You asked me so suddenly that I had forgotten about it. But it was almost like falling asleep, and I didn't know what I was thinking. When I came to my senses, I felt a lot more relaxed."
Shi Zairong said that none of this mattered. What mattered was why Lin Feng was so cowardly in front of Wang Yanzhou. "Other things are fine, but it seems our ally, King Qingliang, is quite hostile to you."
Lin Feng held his forehead and said, "Grand Master, it's pointless to ask questions when you already know the answer."
Before Shi Zairong could refute, Hong Yu spoke first, "He was just saying it casually. Ah Chen asked me to bring something to you."
Shi Zairong frowned slightly. The word "we" was used very cleverly. "Are you sure it's 'we'?"
"Yes, she specifically told me to give it to you secretly when she came here, fearing Wang Yanzhou would get jealous. Don't worry, they're all good stuff." As she spoke, Hong Yu pulled out three small porcelain bottles from her bosom, two white and one red. They had no idea what the medicine inside was, but they could recognize the words on the bottles.
The white bottle was labeled "Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill," while the red bottle was succinctly labeled "Fake Death Pill." The fake death pill itself was a piece of cake; if one were determined to find it, it wouldn't be difficult. However, the Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Pill was a heirloom of the Bugui Peak, its formula strictly forbidden to outsiders. Obtaining it would require considerable effort. For example, a few pills of this pill had been sold on the black market before, though they were auctioned off; the price they fetched at the time was tens of thousands of gold.
Shi Zairong and Lin Feng exchanged a glance, and neither accepted Tang Chen's kind gift immediately: "...This, this gift seems a little too expensive, right?"
Hong Yu said with a smile, "That's what I said at the beginning, but Achen said that nothing is more valuable than life." As he spoke, he forced the white porcelain bottle in his hand over.
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