Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng and Mo Shangyou politely watched Jiang Xin leave. Regardless of whether the other party still had doubts in his heart, Zuo Feng knew that he still had to do his job on the surface.

Jiang Xin took a few steps and just looked back inadvertently. Even though there were so many reasons to prove that the other party was not Zuo Feng, he still had a lingering suspicion.

He turned his head and looked back. Although he nodded to Mo Shangyou and Zuo Feng, he was still paying attention to Ni Feng's situation. But he was very disappointed.

Ni Feng now stared with a pair of curious big eyes and began to look around the surrounding scenery. It seemed that everything around him was more attractive in his eyes.

'Hey, is it really my illusion? But why do I always feel like I have overlooked something, or have I been disturbed by Ben Xiao Pavilion during this period, so I am particularly prone to random thoughts? '

Jiang Xin shook his head helplessly. He couldn't find the reason, but he didn't plan to stay any longer. Now the relationship with the people of Benxiao Pavilion is becoming increasingly tense. He must return to the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible. Based on the experience he has gained from various things he has seen in the imperial capital, he cannot give in at this time.

In Jiang Xin's opinion, Benxiao Pavilion's visit to Weicheng this time is very different from the past. They certainly have their own explanations and reasons, but Jiang Xin is sensitive to the fact that this is a struggle involving power.

Every struggle involving power is bloody and cruel, and even more tragic than fighting with other countries.

At this time, if you give in step by step, it will only let the other party advance step by step. When you have no way to retreat and are forced into a desperate situation, it will be the time for you to be crushed to pieces.

Faced with this situation, Jiang Xin certainly refused to give in. Not only could he not give in, but he also had to take the initiative to attack tit for tat. In recent days, Jiang Xin has also been secretly looking for opportunities to counterattack, but he has never encountered a suitable opportunity.

If you choose Wu Tian as your opponent in the first head-on confrontation, it will never be a wise choice, and it may even lead to your own death. He knew that his status in the Acropolis was not lower than Wu Tian, ​​but the status of Benxiao Pavilion in the empire was somewhat special.

But the problem was that if there was a head-on collision, Wu Tian, ​​who was angry and embarrassed, might do something radical. Jiang Xin was not a fool, and of course he could not take such a big risk. He knew that if he took action, he had to rely on external forces, and he had already locked the target of this external force, but there had not been a suitable opportunity.

Until today, a spy came to report quietly that Mo Shangyou had returned to the city, and Jiang Xin immediately realized that the opportunity had come. He did not hesitate at all, first excluded the spies outside to understand the situation after Mo Shangyou entered the city, and at the same time began to go out for inspection without haste.

This inspection of the whole city was originally within the scope of the city lord's duties, but there might not be such an inspection for several months on weekdays. Although Jiang Xin's sudden inspection of the city was a bit abrupt, it was not beyond common sense, and most people did not pay too much attention.

While he was out on patrol, the news from the spies began to come in like snowflakes. When he heard that Mo Shangyou led people into the inner city and was blocked by the people of Benxiao Pavilion, he almost laughed out loud.

Because he was out on patrol, Jiang Xin soon "happened" to pass by the gate of the inner city and "happened" to see the dispute between Mo Shangyou and the warriors of Benxiao Pavilion.

Although the behavior of the warriors of Benxiao Pavilion was suspected of crossing the line, Jiang Xin could actually choose to turn a blind eye, and he did so before, so the behavior of the warriors of Benxiao Pavilion during this period became more and more unscrupulous.

But what Benxiao Pavilion did not expect was that the city lord Jiang Xin, who seemed to be a "sheep", would suddenly attack, and directly fight with Benxiao Pavilion in this way of direct confrontation.

The chaos in front of the inner city gate attracted the attention of countless people. Some of these people had great influence in Xinxu County, and some had direct connections to the imperial capital. After all, Xinxu County was the place where the empire was developing with all its strength and rising most rapidly.

It seemed that this chaos had passed, but everyone knew that this was just a superficial calm. In fact, a bigger storm was brewing, but no one knew when it would break out again.

After Jiang Xin left with his men, Zuo Feng took a step closer to Mo Shangyou and said, "Lord Mo, I am also for the family, so that our line will not continue to be suppressed by the great elders, but I didn't expect that I would cause you so much trouble just after coming here. I am really... really ashamed."

As he spoke, Zuo Feng put on a look of grief, and at the same time reached into his arms and took out six gold cakes and stuffed them directly into the other party's hand. This Mo Shangyou was actually not short of money, but he had a very bad habit, that is, he was very greedy for money.

Just like a mouse, he wanted to take anything he liked to his home every day. Amber in front of him had just "tactfully" given him eight gold cakes, and then Zuo Feng "wisely" stuffed six more into his arms. His eyes, which were not big to begin with, were almost squeezed together.

"You're welcome, Brother Kang, you're too much. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, we feel like old friends at first sight. I feel so close to you when I see you. I really wish I could have known you earlier."

He said "too much", but he stuffed the gold cake into his arms without hesitation, and even didn't forget to touch his arms to confirm it.

While laughing secretly in his heart, Zuo Feng also echoed the other party and said, "Mr. Mo really hit the nail on the head. I really wish I could have met Mr. Mo earlier. If that were the case, our family might have controlled the right to speak for the Kang family earlier."

This was a bit too much. Even Zuo Feng himself felt that he had said something wrong. He was not even 20 years old now. If it had been a few days earlier, would he have represented the Kang family in cooperation by wearing open-crotch pants?

But Mo Shangyou didn't care at all. Instead, he stretched out his hand with a big laugh, patted Zuo Feng on the shoulder, and said, "What Lord Mo? It sounds so distant. Manager Mo doesn't feel comfortable listening to it. Just call me Brother Mo."

The two sides were more than one generation apart in age, but Zuo Feng didn't hesitate. He immediately clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully, "My younger brother Kang Zuo, meet you, brother!"

Mo Shangyou was very happy with Zuo Feng's attitude. He immediately greeted his subordinates and said, "Today I recognize Brother Kang. I, Mo Shangyou, am very happy. Everyone, follow me to Yixianglou. We must have a good drink today. Don't be polite to me."

After Mo Shangyou finished speaking, he directly pulled Zuo Feng forward. Even Mo Shangyou's followers looked at each other. For them, it was not rare for Mo Shangyou to be so generous. It was definitely rare among the rare.

Hu Bo Nifeng and others didn't care about these. They followed Zuo Feng closely. A group of people came directly to the center of the street.

The inner city and the outer city of the Acropolis are very different. The outer city looks chaotic and can almost be said to be a place without order. Even the city guards of the Acropolis rarely manage the outside.

On the other hand, the inner city in front of him is much more orderly. The streets look clean and tidy. No one is seen setting up stalls on the streets. Although there are some pedestrians, they are not as crowded as the outer city. People do not squeeze together when walking. It seems that everyone is very disciplined.

Pedestrians on the street can walk on both sides of the road, leaving the middle road empty. Zuo Feng discovered before that when Jiang Xin led people to leave, they walked in the middle of the road, so they had a smooth journey. Now Mo Shangyou led himself directly to the middle of the road. From this, it can be seen that Mo Shangyou's identity is not simple.

When Zuo Feng was thinking secretly, he heard a noise in front of him, followed by a group of warriors wearing black cloaks, walking from not far away, and they also walked in the middle of the street.

When he saw those people in the distance, Mo Shangyou's face had already darkened, but he didn't say much, but pulled Zuo Fenghao forward without stopping.

Zuo Feng had excellent eyesight. Although there was still a long distance between them, Zuo Feng could already see clearly that there were about twenty people on the opposite side. More than a dozen of them walked in the middle of the street, and seven or eight people would disperse on both sides of the street, constantly stopping pedestrians and not only questioning them in person, but even searching them on the street.

Such a scene formed a huge contrast with the original scene in the outer city, and Zuo Feng finally confirmed that Benxiao Pavilion was not without action, but the action was completely concentrated in the inner city.

The other party adopted the method of "external expansion and internal relaxation", shrinking the manpower to the inner city part, which not only concentrated the strength, but also gave the outside world a false impression that the defense of the city was more relaxed.

If I didn't investigate carefully and went in headfirst, I would be trapped, and it would only be a matter of time before I was captured by the other party.

While Zuo Feng was secretly calculating, the team had already blocked the way of Zuo Feng and others. The warrior of Benxiao Pavilion who led the team shouted coldly, "Don't move, anyone who dares to mobilize spiritual energy will be killed without mercy, and anyone who dares to shout will be killed without mercy, don't force me to kill."

While speaking, the man had waved his hand to signal the warriors behind him to search.

This time, Mo Shangyou's face was obviously uglier than in front of the city gate. The muscles at the corners of his eyes jumped "thump", and then he said, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are?"

The warrior of Benxiao Pavilion flashed a trace of disdain and contempt on his face, and the spiritual energy in his palm surged, and it was obvious that he was about to attack.

Although Mo Shangyou's status was not low, his cultivation was not high. He knew that he could not resist the opponent's palm, because the strength of the person in front of him had reached the initial stage of cultivating qi.

"I'm the manager of Duobao Trading House, Mo Shangyou!" As soon as these words came out, the two Benxiao Pavilion warriors who were about to attack stopped in their tracks, and the warrior in the Yuqi period who had raised his hand also stopped in the air.

'Duobao Trading House, how strong is this background? 'This question has appeared in Zuo Feng's mind more than once.