Arknights is too real, right?

After leaving Xiye Mansion, Xia Feng returned to his southern coast.

After returning home, life returned to a peaceful routine, and the disputes in the Nishinomiya family were temporarily forgotten by him.

The next day, Nancy called.

On the phone, Nancy said that the Royal Academy was officially on holiday, and Ansel and Qiancai also returned to the barbecue restaurant.

Nancy asked Qiancai if she wanted to go to the beach in Dongguo.

Qiancai hesitated for a long time, looking undecided, but was finally encouraged by Ansel and finally decided to come together.

After receiving this news, Xia Feng was obviously very happy, because Qiancai was accompanied by many companions from the barbecue restaurant, such as Frost Star and the Snow Monster Team.

Now Victoria's Chamber of Commerce has stabilized, everything is on track, and it doesn't need too much help.

Moreover, with Nanfeng, the military chief, and Wei Na, the king, any trouble is just a matter of words.

On the phone, Xia Feng looked very pleased.

"Okay, it's settled then. Let everyone come over on the next Haimen Group ship. I will prepare delicious sandworms and give you a warm welcome."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Xia Feng's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes became a little confused.

Turning his head, he glanced at the calendar on the table.

Nishimiya Ling said that day that the Sakurawu family's general attack would most likely be launched during the traditional Ghost Festival of the Eastern Kingdom.

Dongguo people have always been very superstitious. It is said that on that day, the ghosts will give the ghost warriors the courage to fight. For the attacker, this perfect day to boost morale, the right time, the right place and the right people will never be missed.

While Xia Feng was lost in thought, Turtle's brisk voice came.

"Big Windmill, what are you looking at the calendar for? Whose birthday is coming soon?"

Xia Feng withdrew his gaze.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something."

Turtle came up.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about Sister Wei Na?"

Upon hearing Wei Na, Xia Feng's expression immediately became unnatural.

"Ah, cough, what's the matter with Wei Na?"

Turtle's smile was so clean that there was no trace of impurity.

"After all, you haven't seen Sister Weina for so long. She must miss you too."

"kindness"

Turtle pressed his chin with his hand and continued.

"But Sister Vina shouldn't be able to come here to play. After all, she is the king now, Windmill. Since you left Victoria, I haven't seen Sister Vina a few times. She stays in the palace all day long and goes everywhere. Protected by knights in shining armor.”

"Vina, has she ever smiled?"

Turtle recalled it.

"She smiles until she smiles. She smiles every time she sees me, but I don't think her smile comes from happiness from the bottom of her heart."

Xia Feng was very open-minded about this kind of thing. Being in a high position, something must be lost.

But even though he said that, he still couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he heard Guigui's description.

"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it. Your sister Wei Na is already very powerful."

Turtle nodded in agreement.

"That's right, Sister Wei Na is very powerful."

Then she raised her little head and faced Xia Feng with a smile.

"But I still think you are more powerful, Dafengche, hehe!"

"Harm, what's so great about me?"

"Of course you are awesome, I think you can do anything!"

Turtle is his biggest fan. Perhaps in Turtle's heart, he will always be a hero.

After chatting with her for a few words, Xia Feng felt much better. In fact, in his heart, Guigui was the most powerful.

Because no matter what she has experienced, she can always smile happily. No matter how dangerous the human heart is, she still maintains her original intention of being kind to everyone.

Xia Feng couldn't help but think about it for some time.

Is so-called maturity really a good thing?

The gradually mature heart is just more adaptable to this dangerous world.

Turning his head, he turned his attention to the calendar on the table again.

On the calendar, there are still five days until the Ghost Festival.

Perhaps in five days, the fate of the Nishimiya family will officially begin, and he will do nothing but stand by and watch.

Yes, this is called fucking maturity.

Dongzhou, Dongzhou Mansion, the residence of the Yingwu family.

That night, the Yingwu family also held a family banquet. The large banquet hall in the mansion was filled with all the major business owners from the eastern mainland.

"It's Ghost Festival in five days, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Unlike the Nishimiya family, the Sakurawu family did not seek help from outsiders. They only relied on the support of businessmen in the Eastern Kingdom.

However, compared to the foreign businessmen who eat people without spitting out their bones, the local businessmen in the East Kingdom are very "friendly" and even support the Yingwu family in attacking Nishikawa without any conditions.

Because for people like them, standing in a team is a skill. As long as the team is on the right side, there will naturally be a lot of money.

From the perspective of a native of the Eastern Kingdom, the Sakurawu family is now in a state of unstoppable power, which can be summed up in just two words.

Must win!

There is no other way. With the help of the legendary sword god, it is difficult to win.

In the main seat of the banquet hall, the heads of the family, Yingwu Shanxiong and Yingwu Lan, sat side by side.

Sakura Takeyama's face was red as he smiled, as if he had wiped out the Nishimiya family. On the other hand, Sakura Takeyama kept her eyes closed, turning a deaf ear to the toasts and flattery of all the guests.

Yamashio Sakurabu raised his glass.

"Hahahaha, you are all friends of my Yingwu family. With your support this time, our Yingwu family will successfully capture Xichuan. I estimate that our samurai will fight all the way to Xiye Mansion in half a month at most."

The guests below stood up and shouted.

"The head of the family is a talented person, and we will definitely give our full support. By then, there will be no Nishinomiya family in the Eastern Kingdom, and the entire southern half of the Eastern Kingdom will be flat!"

Sakurabu Yamao laughed and stood up.

"Hahahaha, that's right. In five days' time it will be the Ghost Festival, and it will also be the day when our Yingwu family's general attack will be launched. Come, let's raise a toast to worship the power of ghosts and gods, and help our Yingwu family's soldiers to be unparalleled!"

"The power of the gods and ghosts will help the soldiers of the Yingwu family to be unparalleled in their bravery!"

"cheers!"

"Dry!"

Just when the atmosphere of the family banquet was reaching its climax, low footsteps suddenly came.

An old man in plain clothes slowly walked into the banquet hall from outside the door. Behind this man was a sheathed long sword.

An old and calm voice came. It was not loud, but it was heard clearly.

"Is this the headquarters of the Sakurawu family?"

The guests' wine glasses stopped in mid-air, and everyone turned around to look at this strange old man who suddenly walked into the banquet hall.

Seeing a stranger intruding, Sakura Takeyama, who was in the main seat, showed a slight anger.

"Where are the warriors guarding the courtyard? What are you doing for food? Why did a beggar come here? Come here, get out of here!"

Unlike the roaring Yingwu Shanxiong, Yingwulan sitting next to him opened his eyes when he heard the old man's voice.

Ying Wulan looked at the old man with deep eyes.

"What's the matter with you?"

The old man's temples were gray, but his figure stood upright, as if he were an insurmountable mountain.

"I want to find someone named Sakura Wulan."

Ying Wulan's pupils shrank slightly.

"who are you?"

At this moment, there was a large number of footsteps outside the door, and warriors holding long swords came over upon hearing the sound. Hundreds of warriors blocked the old man's retreat.

Facing this formation, the expression of the old man in plain clothes did not change at all, and he just replied indifferently.

"My surname is Xiao and my name is Yunye."