There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Wu Feng looked over the bustling crowd in Sanfen Restaurant, and landed on the familiar figure sitting alone by the window.

The long hair fluttered down casually, with a bit of unrestrained, unrestrained and calm, but the back was straight, exuding a majesty like a mountain.

Although he was just sitting quietly in a corner by the window, he was always able to attract the attention of others, but because of the powerful aura that naturally emanated from his body, no one dared to approach him within three steps.

Unexpectedly, the majestic leader of Yueheng Sect appeared here in such an eventful time, Wu Feng couldn't help being very surprised.

He hadn't even figured out what kind of expression he should use to face that person, but the other person seemed to have sensed it, suddenly turned his head, met Wu Feng's gaze, and smiled at him.

Only then did Wu Feng wake up from the initial shock, and regained his expression as calm as water. He nodded slightly to Jun Mowen, walked to his table without hesitation, and sat down gently opposite him.

Jun Mowen sat still, just stretched out his hand, filled another glass of wine, and gently pushed it in front of Wu Feng.

The tangy aroma of wine made Wu Feng's eyebrows twitch slightly.

"Is it the green plum wine that existed here before?"

The aroma of the first cellar and the first jar of wine is unmatched by other wines on the table. Although it has been several months, the aroma has become more mellow and wonderful under the careful preservation of Boss Li.

Jun Mowen nodded, without leaving Wu Feng's eyes: "I have a hunch that I will meet you today."

Wu Feng's heart moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the other party, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

Although he told himself before that, given the current situation, it is impossible for Jun Mowen to appear here alone, but one of the reasons why he came to Sanfen Restaurant like a ghost, isn't it just the expectations deep in his heart?

Picking up the wine glass Jun Mowen pushed in front of him and drank it down, the smile on Wu Feng's face deepened, he turned his head suddenly, and said to Boss Li who was still smiling and standing by the table: "Please take my jar of wine Take it out too."

Boss Li hurriedly agreed to go.

Wu Feng and Jun Mowen sat opposite each other silently for a while, although they had a lot to say in their hearts, they didn't know where to start.

But the two of them didn't feel that the atmosphere was awkward, instead they felt a sense of relaxation that they had never felt before.

It is very natural to fill up the wine for the other party and yourself, raise the glass to signal the other party, and then drink it up, and then silently eat some dishes, waiting for the other party to fill up two glasses of wine again.

Everything outside of them seems to have gone away from them, those noises, those crowds, it seems that they are not in the same world as them.

Boss Li came over to deliver the wine, saw the silent but incomparably tacit actions of the two, and didn't dare to disturb them with a word, so he quietly retreated, standing a little distance away and watching them like other shop assistants.

After throwing away racial prejudice, even as stubborn as Boss Li, he had to admit that the tall barbarian in black was a handsome man whom he had never had the chance to know, and that was even more so for the young man in white.

Sitting together, the two looked like pearls and beautiful jade, reflecting each other, it was simply a beautiful picture, so it attracted countless curious eyes.

But they themselves don't seem to be aware of it, or although they have already noticed it, they don't care about the opinions of others.

"That thing you said last time, it still doesn't seem to be resolved?"

After a long silence, Jun Mowen finally spoke. He came to such a conclusion based on the feeling of loneliness and melancholy from Wu Feng.

Hearing him mention this matter, Wu Feng's eyes darkened slightly, he nodded slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Too long has passed, maybe I no longer have hope. "

It's not that he thinks that his younger brother must have suffered an accident, but that he may have no chance to see him again. After all, what he has to face is an opponent like Jun Mowen. If he doesn't have the consciousness of death, he will never win.

Deep in Wu Feng's heart, he always believed that Wu Bo was still alive and well somewhere, but he hadn't found him yet.

Jun Mowen stared at Wu Feng. Although the other party didn't elaborate, he could feel that that matter was very important to Wu Feng.

"May I ask one more question, what exactly is it that makes you worry?"

Wu Feng stopped drinking for a moment, raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and then calmly drank the glass of wine.

Although it was just a light glance, the seriousness and concern in Jun Mowen's jade green eyes still fell into his eyes.

Even if he is an enemy, he is still worthy of trust and respect. This is the deepest impression Jun Mowen gave him.

Putting down the empty wine glass, Wu Feng very naturally revealed to the other party what he had been hiding from the whole world: "My brother, he disappeared more than a year ago."

Jun Mo asked a little surprised.

Elder Xu Qing sent someone to investigate the Jiangnan Wu family before, and the information he got clearly stated: The Jiangnan Wu family has been passed down to this generation, and there is only Wu Feng, the only heir left.

Now why suddenly there is a younger brother?

But he is an extremely smart person, not to mention he is also someone else's elder brother, so after a moment of pondering, he somewhat understood Wu Feng's intentions.

"Do you want to bear all the grievances and grievances of the Wu family and keep him away from the storms of the world?"

Wu Feng glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect him to see through his intentions so quickly, he really deserved to be the confidant he secretly identified in his heart.

"Exactly. Two years ago, I went out on business. For his safety, I temporarily entrusted him to the Meng family to take care of him...but he secretly left Luoying Mountain, wanting to run back to find me by himself."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder not long ago, in order to protect Meng Yuzong, Wu Feng single-handedly resisted the elite of his sect in Luoying Mountain. The relationship between the Wu and Meng families is so deep.

Jun Mowen couldn't help recalling the dangerous terrain of Luoying Mountain. If his lightness skill was a little weak, he might slip and fall at any time, or fall to pieces.

"Your brother, how old is he?"

"I just turned 14 at that time, and now..." Wu Feng's eyes showed some nostalgia, and he said softly, "Is it fifteen?"

At that age, if he is as talented as Wu Feng and has basically mastered the martial arts passed down in his family, there is still hope that he can leave Luoying Mountain safely.

But more than a year has passed, and Wu Feng has not been able to find his younger brother. According to common sense, it is naturally more or less ominous.

Glancing at Wu Feng, I originally wanted to say something to comfort the other party, but when I uttered it, it turned into this sentence by accident: "Searching alone is like finding a needle in a haystack. Maybe, I can help you."