Chen Manxing looked at Jiang Yihe who was distracted, turned his head silently and continued to stare at the river without saying a word.
After drifting on the sea for nearly five days, the two arrived at the Fantasy City.
"Manxing, wait at the inn first. I'll go borrow it from you."
After the two arrived at an inn, Jiang Yihe arranged for Chen Manxing and his son, and left the inn.
According to his father's temperament, he would not think too much if he saw Shen Manxing.
Rather than being bombarded with questions, it would be quicker for him to go on his own.
Shen Manxing looked at Jiang Yihe's back, turned and entered the guest room, sat down and teased the little white rabbit in the basket.
Neither of them noticed a beggar who had been watching them closely since they entered the city.
The beggar followed stealthily to the door of the inn, and after confirming that Shen Manxing had checked in, he hurriedly left to a place.
"Sir, the woman wearing a bamboo hat you mentioned has appeared at Laifu Inn."
"Here's your reward."
Haven took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it into the old beggar's bowl.
"Thank you, my lord, and may your majesty be blessed with great fortune."
The old beggar thanked him happily and left the house quickly.
Unfortunately, he was stabbed in the throat with a sword just as he took a step out of the house.
Because the speed was so fast, there was only a line of blood on his neck, and a happy smile was still on his face.
The old beggar died before he felt any pain.
"Bring her alive, and remember not to touch her head."
Haven spoke leisurely while looking at the man in black at the door, as if he didn't notice the body on the ground.
"yes."
Soon the man in black disappeared, along with several other black shadows.
If he could capture the rabbit man and present him to the leader, he would have the opportunity to learn the leader's secret of immortality.
When Haiwen thought of the promise Shahua made to him, he couldn't help but show fanaticism in his eyes.
Eternal life! How tempting!
The other side.
Jiang Yihe walked through the layers of fog with ease and entered the interior of Langgan Villa.
After hearing the servant's report, Jiang's father hurried from the study to his resting place.
Although he missed his son a little, he couldn't help but curse when he saw his son become taller and stronger after not seeing him for many years.
"Stinky boy, you finally decided to come back!"
"Dad! I still come back to see you often."
Jiang Yihe looked at his father's sad expression and hurried over to pat his shoulder.
"Humph! Tell me, now you're back, did you get into trouble outside?"
Father Jiang looked at his attentive son but still refused to buy his advice.
Would his son not know?
He had insisted on going out for five years, but now he broke the contract in only the third year. This is not like his son's style.
Just don't cause him any trouble outside.
"Dad, how could I possibly cause trouble? Why don't you go out and ask around? My reputation outside is so good."
"I ended the appointment early because I had more important things to do. I came back now to borrow your treasured Red Blade."
Jiang Yihe explained while pinching his shoulders.
"Hey! You came back without asking how your dad was doing, but you're just minding your own business, right?"
When Jiang's father heard that his precious weapon was going to be used, he slammed the table and spoke angrily.
Treason!
Jiang Yihe saw that his father's beard was shaking with anger, and fearing that he would make him hurt, he quickly poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.
"Dad, I don't know about your health, but it must be very healthy. And... I'm just borrowing it, not just taking it and not returning it."
Father Jiang looked at the guilty Jiang Yihe, took a sip of tea, put away his angry expression and continued to ask.
"Tell me honestly, what are you going to do with this sword? If you don't explain clearly, I won't let you use it."
This sword was made by him personally, and he was more satisfied with it than the Obsidian Sword.
Therefore, he did not deliberately publicize this sword, but chose to keep it as a treasure.
"I borrowed it from someone else."
Jiang Yihe looked at his father's eyes and knew that he would not lend the money unless he explained clearly.
"You just lent it to me when he asked? How could I have such a stupid son?"
Jiang Yihe watched his father prepare the same drama as before and could only choose to tell a small lie.
Even though he clearly had other options.
"Your daughter-in-law is fine, I lent it to her."
"What!"
When Jiang's father heard this, he slammed the table again.
"This is incredible! Juan'er, our son has finally grown up."
He took out a jade pendant from his chest and spoke with tears in his eyes, but when he looked at Jiang Yihe, he quickly put away his expression.
"For my daughter-in-law. Why would you borrow it? Give it to her. Don't let others think that we are so stingy in such a big villa."
Jiang Yihe couldn't help but ask when he saw his father's expression change so quickly.
"Dad, didn't you say you wanted to keep this sword as a treasure and not lend it out?"
"Nonsense, can a daughter-in-law be considered a loan?"
"Okay, if she's in urgent need, just give it to her. Remember to invite me to your house for dinner after the matter is over so that your mother and I can meet her."
Jiang Yihe stared at his father, who had just wanted to keep him for a while but was now planning to drive him away, with his eyes wide open.
"Dad, you'll lose me if you do this."
"Go away! Man, get over this and get down the mountain quickly. I want to have a good chat with your mother."
Jiang's father took out the Red Yao Sword from the secret room and threw it into Jiang Yihe's hand. After hearing this, he said it with disgust and left for the ancestral hall.
Jiang Yihe looked at the backs of his father and mother chatting, and suddenly felt a little guilty.
I just said that so I could borrow the weapon quickly.
Who knew his father took it so seriously.
Although he felt embarrassed, he quickly went down the mountain to the inn.
As a result, when Jiang Yihe arrived in the city, he suddenly found that there were many more soldiers patrolling the streets.
Looking at this situation, he felt uneasy and quickly walked to Fulai Inn.
He became anxious when he saw the blood and the corpse of the man in black on the ground. He ran straight to the second floor without asking what happened.
Faced with the soldiers who stopped him, he pushed them away and hurried to the guest room where Shen Manxing lived.
"Full stars!"
He pushed the door open with his last hope.
But the scene inside the house was even more chaotic than the hall, and all the objects in the house were smashed into pieces.
There was a splatter of blood on one wall, and there were sword marks all over the wall.
Jiang Yihe looked at the basket that had fallen to the ground, clenched his fists in anger, took out the whistle behind the knife handle and blew it.
Soon two men in black landed in the room.
"Find Manxing and find out what happened here."
"yes."
Jiang Yihe looked at the disappearing assassins and had actually guessed most of the situation in his mind. He turned his head to look at the Hongyao sword on his shoulder.
He didn't wait here and chose to go to the Demon Sect.
Although their villa also trains a large number of killers, they will not use them easily. They train them only to prevent troublemakers from coming.
He traveled outside as an ordinary person, without any secret guards around him. The reason he could recruit secret guards now was because he was at the foot of the villa, where secret guards were everywhere.
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