The old man whispered to Li Rongsen: "You are not from West City after all, but I know you want to go over and help."

"That's right." Li Rongsen nodded.

"It has to be justified."

"How can we justify it?" Li Rongsen thought this was the most important point. An Yan had just used this excuse to shirk his responsibility.

The old man took out a roll of silk paper from his sleeve, spread it out and hung it in the air, and said, "Well, you just need to write your name on this paper."

“Why write it here?”

"Everyone in West City needs to have their names recorded. Everyone has to do this." The old man said seriously, and then asked him, "You should be willing, right?"

Li Rongsen lowered his eyes and pondered over these words, asking himself why he wanted to become a Xicheng citizen and for whom he wanted to become a Xicheng citizen. He had to think carefully about any signature and not just write it casually.

The old man frowned, and then he said, "You and Yan Qingqiu are brothers in life and death, right? He has been a person from West City for a long time."

"Is he also a city slave?" Li Rongsen asked. He pointed at the words "city slave" on the paper and said, "Whose slave is the city slave and what does he do specifically?"

The old man thought this was a very troublesome matter. He thought Li Rongsen would sign it without saying anything, but Li Rongsen had so many questions that he annoyed him. He said, "Sign it or not."

"I don't know how to sign yet." Li Rongsen said confidently.

"Old man, what are you doing?" An Yan walked in from outside the house. She saw that the two of them were acting sneakily.

The old man quickly put the paper away and listened to Li Rongsen say, "It's Guancheng."

"The arrangements for the city." The old man quickly interrupted and said, "Leave all the city affairs to me. The city lord should go and come back soon."

An Yan chuckled and looked at the old man, asking, "Why are you running back here instead of watching from the front?"

"Talk to Mr. Li. He should go with you. Naturally, I have to say a few words to him. I have always been optimistic about him." After the old man said this, he ran out.

An Yan asked: "What did he say to you?"

"He asked me to sign something, saying that this would make it legal." Li Rongsen did not hide it from her.

"Did you sign it?"

"How can I sign casually?"

An Yan nodded and said, "That's fine. Don't sign it casually. At least make sure it's clear."

"Let's go to the front and see how the selection is going." Li Rongsen said as he walked out of the house and walked to the front. However, An Yan remembered many things in this house before, and remembered that when Li Rongsen signed his name before, he actually didn't know what the duties of a city slave were.

The main hall in front was already crowded, as if all the men in the city had come, and even some women.

Originally, they thought that this job was not good and no one would be willing to go, but who knew that they all rushed to go, saying that they wanted to protect An Yan. An Yan was naturally very touched, but it was impossible for her to take everyone with her, so she planned to pick a hundred people to go together.

But at this time, a man came forward. He was quite manly. He could not be described as handsome, but rather as heroic. He said, "City Lord, it is enough to take me with you, but I want the reward of a hundred men."

"You can only receive one person's reward," the old man reminded him, thinking that the man was really impolite.

The man looked over at the old man and said, "Old man, you should still remember the art of playing with mud."

"What?" The old man was surprised, and then said, "This kind of kung fu has been lost long ago. It was left by the descendants of Nv Huo. How could you know it?" The old man couldn't help but doubt it.

The man didn't care and said, "Then please come with me to take a look, Lord City Lord." Then he walked out first.

An Yan was naturally very curious. She knew that mud-playing was a hereditary skill, and there were rules that it could only be passed down to females and not males. He was a man, so how could that be possible?

Everyone followed him out.

Yan Qingqiu didn't care about this matter, he just asked Li Rongsen: "Hey, the old man asked you to sign just now, did you sign it?"

"No." Li Rongsen answered him simply.

"Why don't you sign it? Don't you want to be a West City person?"

"What is a city slave? It makes me uncomfortable." Li Rongsen told him the truth and asked him, "You also signed this, are you also a city slave in West City?"

"Of course I am not."

"Then why should I be?" Li Rongsen asked directly.

Yan Qingqiu frowned. He was speechless and did not intend to explain further. He just wanted to take it one step at a time. There would always be a day when he would be willing to sign.

There were already a lot of people gathered outside. An Yan and the old man stood side by side and asked the man who had made the boast just now to start.

The man began to gather his energy, and then waved his hands as if he was doing Tai Chi. Then a willow branch flashed in his hand, and with a light wave, many people appeared on the ground.

The old man was shocked and said, "It's true." He then asked the man, "This is a skill created by a woman in the future, and it can only be passed on to women, not men. Where did you learn it from?"

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“After tens of thousands of years, there is no such thing as passing something down to girls but not boys. If it is not passed down, it will disappear.” said the man.

"What's your name? How did you come to Xicheng? I think you look unfamiliar, as if I have never seen you before." An Yan asked him, feeling confused.

The man said, "My name is Kong Yun. You picked me up. You probably don't remember me."

An Yan approached him, looked him up and down, and said, "I didn't expect that he would grow so tall."

The old man was still stroking his beard, thinking that there was such a capable person in the city. It would be nice for him to be a city slave. It was a pity that he was not very handsome. Although he was also very heroic, he was not as handsome as Li Rongsen. It was still a pity.

Li Rongsen was standing next to the old man and heard his inner words clearly. He couldn't help but be surprised. He wondered what on earth this city slave did? He had to be capable and handsome, just like being selected for the harem.

An Yan was focused on Taiping City, so naturally she could not think of much. Seeing how powerful Kong Yun was, she made up her mind and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, and the others can go away."

Others also knew that they could not defeat Kong Yun, and no one liked fighting, so they all went back. At this time, the mount of the Lord of the Dark Moon Realm also came over.

The old man stepped forward and said to Kong Yun, "Since you have volunteered to go, you should take it as your responsibility to protect the city lord's safety and not be careless in the slightest."

"Of course, I'm also doing this to repay my gratitude." Kong Yun nodded.

An Yan was the first to board the ship, but was stopped by the old man, who said, "City Lord, you should put on your battle robe anyway."

"What kind of battle robe do you want to wear? Let's fight quickly and I'll be back soon." An Yan didn't care, and she thought the casual clothes she was wearing were pretty good.

"City Lord, if it really doesn't work, you can just wear the city lord's clothes. This is a big event now, and everyone in this area will know about it in the future. And you are wearing outer clothes." The old man said with a hint of disdain.

"Why didn't you say it just now?" An Yan frowned.

The old man lowered his eyes and smiled, saying, "I just remembered it too."

"I'll just wear a black robe." An Yan waved her hand, and a black robe appeared on her body, so that no one could see her appearance clearly.

Li Rongsen thought this was magical, and also thought An Yan was so handsome.

When the old man saw that they were all on board, he waved and said, "I will prepare a feast for you, please come back early."

The ship started, and An Yan and the other three walked into the cabin.

Listen to An Yan: "You all sit down, I need to speed up a little, saving people is like putting out a fire."