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Ninth day of the ninth month (lunar calendar), early afternoon, Jiangning, between Wei and Shen hours.

After the lingering autumn rain ceased, the afternoon weather cleared up somewhat. The ancient city, with the Qinhuai River churning with froth, flowed through.

Since the onset of war, the once-prosperous ancient city of Jiangning had gradually lost its former vibrancy. The streets and lanes once adorned with lanterns and decorations were now predominantly gray and black. The devastation brought by the war remained uncleared, and the influx of displaced people had erected shantytowns, only to have them destroyed further in subsequent infighting and slaughter. The ashes, washed away by the rain, became the city's most prominent color in this war-torn landscape.

However, on this afternoon, after the rain had stopped, lines of large carts made their way to various important points within the ancient city. Pots of golden flowers – mostly chrysanthemums, with some other colors to fill in – were carried out of the carts and used to decorate and embellish the city. Even ornate lanterns and lavish colorful silks were hung up.

A little to the north of the city, a beautiful and ancient residence called "Yi Garden" began to be decorated inside and out with the arrival of He Wen.

"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival..."

On this day, He Wen, the Righteous King, dressed in a blue robe, entered together with Gao Chang, the "Exalted King", whose face was dark and features were rugged. They greeted Xu Zhaonan, Shi Baofeng, and Zhou Shang, who had arrived earlier. The five of them stood under the eaves, watching the servants decorate the outer courtyard.

He Wen explained with a smile, "...Creating a bit of atmosphere, to celebrate."

"What is 'atmosphere'?" Xu Zhaonan asked.

"It means ambiance, the mood." He Wen looked across, tilting his head slightly. "Back in the southwest, the Black Flag Army was always strapped for cash, short on supplies. But every festival, that Ning guy always insisted everyone get moving and celebrate. He wasn't very imposing in front of people, always running ahead, having people set up torches and light them all over the mountains at night, organizing singing and dancing. Back then, he would always say, 'Ah, let's create some atmosphere, create some atmosphere…' It was quite interesting."

"If the mountains are covered with torches, without causing a fire or losing control, it could also be considered a form of military training."

"There was that aspect, but Mr. Ning later said that the more difficult the situation, the more you have to get moving. The more stagnant the situation, the more you have to stir things up. Living towards death."

He Wen said this, paused for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand.

"...Jiang Han Qiu Ying Yan Chu Fei, Yu Ke Xie Hu Shang Cui Wei. Chen Shi Nan Feng Kai Kou Xiao, Ju Hua Xu Cha Man Tou Gui. Dan Jiang Ming Ding Chou Jia Jie, Bu Yong Deng Lin Hen Luo Hui... No matter what, it's the Double Ninth Festival. We've taken Jiangning for so long, and it's still quite chaotic outside. Now we're holding martial arts competitions and a grand meeting, which is very lively. We can't miss such a big festival. Let everyone have a good time."

"What 'hate the setting sun'? What's that?" Under the eaves, Gao Chang turned his head to Xu Zhaonan beside him and asked in a low voice.

"Du Mu's poem..." Xu Zhaonan replied softly.

Remaining drops of water dripped from the dark blue tiles into the pond. On the other side, Zhou Shang, who was slightly shorter, stood with his hands behind his back. "Mr. He likes this poem?"

"What does Lord Zhou think?"

"I prefer another one."

"Oh?"

"Wait till the ninth day of the ninth month arrives, when my flowers bloom, all others die. The fragrance pierces through Chang'an, the whole city clad in golden armor." Zhou Shang looked at He Wen. "What does Mr. He think? Today is the ninth day of the ninth month. Mine is more appropriate."

"...Hahahaha." He Wen was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Lord Zhou likes this one too ferocious. Besides the time being the ninth day of the ninth month, what else is appropriate? Look at our five brothers, coming to the meeting. The meeting went well, and it looks like we won't be fighting. Lord Zhou, you suddenly recite this kind of poem. Could it be that you want to bloom your flower and suddenly wipe out the four of us?"

"Haha..."

"Hahahaha..."

The others laughed.

"Lord Zhou, he is just flaunting his knowledge. What does he know about poetry."

"Meeting, meeting."

...

After the five Righteous Kings of the Righteous Party gathered in Jiangning, starting from the first day of the ninth month (lunar calendar), representatives from various factions in the city held a grand meeting on odd-numbered days, and the five of them held a small meeting at Yi Garden on even-numbered days. This was already the fourth meeting.

The representatives' grand meeting outside was on a large scale and serious. The five people's private gathering was more lively and casual. They teased each other, occasionally told jokes, or cursed at each other, but in the past few days, the atmosphere had not been too tense.

Among the five, He Wen, the Righteous King, always wore a long robe and had one hand that was inconvenient to use. He was refined and steady.

The "Exalted King" Gao Chang looked rugged, but did not talk much. When he squinted his eyes, it was full of oppression, but once he opened his mouth, it was often very casual.

The "Chakravarti King" Xu Zhaonan was as tall as a tower. As someone who ran a cult, he was knowledgeable and often tried to smooth things over.

Shi Baofeng loved to laugh, was a little petty, and occasionally provoked people to create disagreements, but was still measured.

Zhou Shang often kept a straight face. He was aggressive and violent in killing and was often discussed by everyone in this situation. He was not angry, and sometimes he would argue with people in a serious manner, often spraying with the other four people alone. Then the four of them, who felt bored, dropped the topic and stopped talking to him.

Because it was a neutral occasion, the five brought a certain number of bodyguards with them. When negotiating, a large number of bodyguards stayed on the periphery, and some of them were sent by He Wen to arrange flowers and lanterns. Those who entered the inner circle were two staff members each.

On this day, as the five of them sat down, the atmosphere in the hall still looked relatively harmonious. Some large and small topics and demands were raised in a happy atmosphere. Some were tried and approved after simple discussions, and some were temporarily put on hold after disputes or laughter because some of them still had different ideas. The five kings headed by He Wen seemed understated, but the staff who followed, responsible for serving, recording, carrying and managing materials, looked serious and quiet. Although they were expressionless, they were emotionally disturbed because they knew that this was the most important place to decide the major events in the entire Jiangnan in the future, and what they saw was the highest level of power struggle in the world.

The two staff members who followed Shi Baofeng knew that the owner of the family would give the Righteous King a stumbling block and dig a big hole today.

Of course, this was not a strange thing.

From the first private meeting, the five parties present had been trying to embarrass each other. Each family seemed to easily put forward proposals that were beneficial to themselves, and happily rejected other people's ideas. Some words full of language traps, imperceptible provocations, and alliances could appear on the round table in this room at any time. But in general, the consensus at this time was that a major conflict would not occur during this period.

The ten staff members felt all this nervously and quietly, and were ready to hand over some of the prepared topic evidence at any time.

At the second quarter of Shen time (3:30 PM), after everyone talked about some interesting stories about Tie Yan of Lin'an, they mentioned Nong Xian Zhao Jingci. He Wen took the opportunity to praise Zhao Jingci's achievements. Xu Zhaonan said: "I heard that Boss Shi had some disagreements with Nong Xian's people yesterday..."

Shi Baofeng waved his hand: "Some minor misunderstandings below, how can I say that I had disagreements with Nong Xian... This matter was done by my unworthy son, and I am going to report to Mr. He."

"I heard that something happened last night." He Wen thought for a while, "But since Duke Shi said it was a misunderstanding, presumably the matter has been clarified. I think this matter will be decided by Duke Shi, and I believe the misunderstanding will be easily resolved - I believe Duke Shi."

"Haha, misunderstandings are very simple, just some clowns' behavior." Shi Baofeng smiled, then said slightly sternly, "But this matter is also related to Mr. He's reputation..."

"What does it have to do with Mr. He's reputation, Lao Shi, don't smash other people's place, and then be sarcastic." Xu Zhaonan knocked on the table with his hand, "This is not kind."

"Duke Xu misunderstood me." Shi Baofeng clasped his hands, "Xiao Yu, bring the things up."

In the hall, such a design has already been made. The staff member called Xiao Yu was a Confucian scholar in his thirties. He handed over the prepared case bag, then calmly retreated, watching the five people also happily took out the things inside, and his heart was full of ups and downs.

The case presented was naturally those confessions that were captured from Wuhu Inn and obtained through torture. In addition, there were also several blood-stained "Reading Club" pamphlets mixed in as evidence. Shi Baofeng roughly introduced the nonsense of this "Reading Club." In the confessions of the case, the villains claimed that the Righteous King was their backer, and Nong Xian Zhao Jingci was the general of the Reading Club. Naturally, these Righteous Kings did not believe such things, but such behavior was extremely vicious.

"For a while, it was rumored that the 'Reading Club' was directed by my Zhou..." Zhou Shang said such a sentence.

Xu Zhaonan said with a smile: "It also said mine..."

"So whose is it?"

"First express my position, it has nothing to do with me."

"These people in the Reading Club are vicious and want to dig our roots. We can't condone it..."

The five of them said one sentence after another. Shi Baofeng said: "What does Mr. He think?"

Over on the round table, He Wen briefly finished flipping through the confessions, and then took a pamphlet in his hand. At this time, he was still flipping through it slowly.

"...Mr. He was naturally framed." The room was only slightly quiet for a moment, Xu Zhaonan said with a smile, "The purpose of the villains doing this is also very obvious."

"In the past two years, our Righteous Party has produced many heroes, but also a mixed bag. There are always people who can't stand loneliness and want to make a big deal in the name of that person in the southwest. In my area, more than one Reading Club has done this."

"Are there others? Lao Zhou, tell us."

"There's nothing to say about things that have already been eaten into the stomach."

"Today, the five parties of our Righteous Party are born of the same origin and share the same breath. They are all brothers who gather righteousness under the 'Righteous Code'. According to Mr. He, in fact, if we really want to talk about it, the sixth and seventh parties, as long as they have the strength, can also gather righteousness together, such as the 'Big Boss' side, which belongs to the brothers who can eat together... But this Reading Club is different from other families..."

"The Reading Club has wild ambitions. They actually don't recognize the 'Righteous Code'. They are people with ulterior motives. If this matter cannot be resolved, there will be endless troubles..."

"Mr. He, what do you think?"

...

"...Mr. He?"

...

Shi Baofeng reached out his hand. Just as he was about to touch the book in He Wen's hand, he saw the eyes lift up and look over at him, so he stopped his hand in mid-air.

...

"Mr. He, what do you think...?"

...

"Do you think... is there any reason in the things on this booklet?"

In the hall, He Wen's voice came out.

The second quarter of Shen time (3:30 PM) had passed slightly. The autumn sky outside the hall was approaching dusk. Everyone outside was still arranging the chrysanthemums and lanterns for the Double Ninth Festival. The hall was quiet for a while, and the five people's eyes crossed. Shi Baofeng's hand was stretched out in the air. Not far behind him, the two staff members were still standing expressionlessly. The staff member named Xiao Yu heard his own heartbeat. He naturally knew how these confessions and booklets came from. The Wuhu Inn may not have people from the Reading Club. Everything was arranged by the second son Shi Weiyang. Shi Baofeng was to unify the consensus on the "Reading Club" within the Righteous Party, so that some cards hidden in the dark would become clearer. The "Reading Club" was a dark card that could not be ignored.

Originally, this should not be a complicated matter.

But He Wen seemed to want to make this matter complicated.

The five people's eyes looked at He Wen, and He Wen's eyes also looked at everyone coldly and calmly. After a while, Gao Chang, holding a teacup, put down the cup in his hand. Xu Zhaonan raised his right hand to He Wen.

"Lao He, we are not talking about this matter today."

"Yes, Mr. He." Shi Baofeng's face also bloomed with a smile, "Don't play riddles like this."

"Then what are we talking about today?"

"We are talking about who is behind this Reading Club."

"First express my position, it has nothing to do with me, Lao Shi."

"It doesn't have much to do with me either."

"Mr. He, the Reading Club is very harmful to the Righteous Party. We can't be ambiguous. If you express your position, we will know what to do."

"Then what should I express?"

"This 'Reading Club' says that their backer is you. Can you say whether it is or not."

The dialogue was going on one sentence after another. Xu Zhaonan and Shi Baofeng's statements were the fastest and their attitudes were the most active. Gao Chang only occasionally interjected, while Zhou Shang frowned, looking at He Wen. He Wen smiled.

"It seems that Lao Shi and Lao Xu, you have to ask me to open my mouth, but how can I open it?"

"As long as you say that it has nothing to do with the Reading Club, it will be fine."

"How can it have nothing to do with it?" He Wen looked at them, "What kind of people are these in the Reading Club? In the final analysis, they are also people of the Righteous Party. They have their own ideas, but even so, I am the Righteous King."

His eyes swept over everyone: "Today we gather righteousness in Jiangning, we are going to talk about the affairs of each family. Even if this Reading Club is full of evil, what bad things have they done? Should we also talk about it? For example, the Wuhu Inn incident. Wuhu Inn is Zhao Jingci's place, so do they have anything to do with Zhao Jingci? Should we also investigate it? They are very harmful to the Righteous Party. Where is the harm? Shouldn't we also discuss it? You see, people's ideas are more radical, but aren't they all written very clearly?"

He Wen threw the booklet in his hand to the center of the round table.

Gao Chang picked up the teacup, and didn't know what he was thinking in peace; Xu Zhaonan seemed to be stunned by He Wen's remarks, slightly opened his mouth, and leaned back on the chair; Shi Baofeng's tongue stirred in his mouth, looking at He Wen, and blinked his eyes uncertainly.

Over on the round table, Zhou Shang, who had been silent all the time, didn't know when he laughed.

"Hahahahahahaha... He Wen, you madman!"

"Who is more crazy, the people in the world will still have a public opinion." He Wen's words were calm, and then he stretched out his fingers and knocked on the table, "Is there no reason in this thing, what is written on it? Have you probably seen their claims?"

"The person who made this thing, referred to a lot of things about the Chinese Army in the west, and also compared the many common points of those who started things in ancient and modern times like us." He Wen said, "This says that the core of those who can achieve great things in ancient and modern times is not what slogans and rhetoric, but the extent to which a group of people inside listen to orders and abide by the rules. The most important thing for the success of the Southwest Chinese Army is not the 'China' rhetoric that Ning Yi said, nor the 'four people' cake, but the most important thing is that he uses various means to make the military law in the army be carried out without obstruction, and the government orders can be strictly implemented."

"Of course, to achieve this level, you need the assistance of ideals and cake, but in the final analysis, it is the rules. Lao Gao, you are the leader of the army. How far can your orders reach? That's how capable your soldiers are, right? Lao Xu, you are from the Ming Cult. The more obedient your followers are, the more power you have. But there are also degrees of obedience. How detailed are your rules for your subordinates? Is it that the government orders will go awry when they are halfway through? Are people talking about it wrong?"

"Master Shi, you do a lot of business, one by one the rules in the shop, what if someone violates them? Do you want to deal with him? Why do you want to deal with him? Even if your relatives violate it, I heard that you rarely make an exception, why? Don't you know in your heart?"

"...And you Zhou madman, your subordinates, destroy but do not build! Besides rushing them all the way to fight, what else can you do? Without our relief, can you get through this winter? What rules to talk about, what to talk about the southwest, Lao He, I have also seen the things on the southwest side, there is one point that is very clear, the style of shrinking hands and feet can not do things. Where does the rhetoric of fairness come from? From the spirit of equality for all that Ning Yi talks about, because everyone is equal, so it is fair! If you don't kill all those who enjoyed being superiors in the past, you will talk about rules and slowly figure it out. Can this word fairness grow into anyone's heart!"

"Rules are to carry out orders and prohibit them, not for you to set a direction and shout a slogan and go up in a swarm, not this kind of destruction without construction of yours."

"I have destruction and no construction because it is not the time for construction! He Wen, what you are building is the Righteous Party, then the most important thing is the word fairness! But those superiors who enjoyed it in the past, you did not kill them all, your people followed you to fight the world, also to be that kind of superiors! You Righteous King, when you entered the city, the people on the roadside knelt down and kowtowed to you, what fairness can you talk about!" Zhou Shang pointed to the side with his hand, and opened the group, "You are all the same!"

"Don't quarrel." Xu Zhaonan waved his hand, "We are not talking about this today."

Shi Baofeng said: "What Lao Xu said makes sense."

He Wen stared at Zhou Shang: "But what is fairness for? It is for the people next to us to live a better life and live more like human beings, but can fairness be achieved overnight? You point to killing all the rich people in the world, so that everyone is equal once and then start construction, do you know that you kill not only the rich, but most of the poor under your hand will also be killed by you, they will be starved to death, be stupid to death! Equality can rely on edification, can rely on law, can rely on one hundred years, two hundred years, it should not rely on a massacre of burning both jade and stone!"

"Haha, rely on edification, rely on law, it sounds good, I am afraid that your edification has not started to be useful, your masters have already branched out and have four generations in the same hall!"

"A generation can only walk the road of a generation, what can you do if you kill people?"

"They at least really know what equality is, when they see the masters not kneeling, then I can naturally not kill!"

"I am afraid you can't stop at all by then."

"Whether you can stop, you will know if you do it! If you want to do something that has not been done for thousands of years, how can you be hesitant and timid, and talk about the southwest, why did Ning Yi kill the emperor, don't you understand?"

The two launched a debate, their words were intense, and Shi Baofeng slammed his hand on the table: "Okay, Lao He, don't pretend to be confused here. Today, the viciousness of the Reading Club is not in what it said, but in the fact that it is wearing the tiger skin of the orthodox southwest! If these people's momentum is growing, and we wait any longer, do you still want to be this Righteous King? Or, is this thing really directed by Mr. He?"

He Wen pushed the dossier on the table back: "Is it or is it not, Duke Shi, don't you know in your heart?"

"What I am talking about is not the Wuhu Inn."

"I thought we were talking about the Wuhu Inn."

"Hehehe, madman. Righteous King, you are the biggest madman." Zhou Shang smiled, "I think it's you, the 'Reading Club' is organized by you, do you want to separate the four of us and do it yourself?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then express your position."

"I am the Righteous King. Whoever has an idea about the Righteous Party, as long as it is internal, I think we can talk about it and listen to it. Now the meeting is to discuss the future path, isn't it?"

"I think Mr. He agrees with the above statement very much. Otherwise, let's change our name to the Rules Party."

"Why don't you agree? You can say it, you can also say it if you agree. I think many of the worries on this are very reasonable. On the first day of the meeting, I mentioned why many peasant uprisings in ancient and modern times have no results. Will we repeat the same mistakes? There are many things on this that we have to talk about..."

"This is not a matter of talking or not..."

"This is a matter of talking or not. If these things are not clear, the days of the Righteous Party will not be long."

"Don't pretend to be ignorant..."

"You can talk clearly. I am the Righteous King. You want me to say that the people of the Righteous Party have nothing to do with me. That won't work..."

"My Zhou is the real Righteous King. Lao He, you are the Rules King."

"Lao He, is the Reading Club really organized by you? Are you targeting the four of us?"

"I didn't say that, but people write some sense, can't you consider recruiting security? Can your vision be broader..."

"Not your doing."

"I can't say this either..."

"I fuck you..."

Buzzing buzzing buzzing buzzing buzzing buzzing...

In the hall, the voices of the people were sometimes intense and sometimes heavy. At a certain moment, it gradually quieted down. Someone got up and walked around, and someone slapped the table. It was already evening. After the white sky after the rain gradually recovered the clouds, some lanterns were hung up and gradually lit up. The guards looked at each other in doubt in the garden and under the eaves. Everyone used their own methods to judge the seriousness of the situation.

The group of staff members, including Xiao Yu, also stood there nervously, watching the progress of the dispute. In the past, the five parties of the Righteous Party each went their own way. The other four families did not have much contact with He Wen himself. After entering the city this time, he organized meetings and listened to opinions. Most of the time, he showed goodwill and peace. Until this moment, everyone finally saw his side of being in conflict with others and being unfathomable for the first time...

...

The time was approaching dusk. In the "Wen Shui Tavern" in the city, a riot had just occurred. At this time, the doctor who had been called was rushing into the tavern hall.

On this afternoon, the tavern was originally holding a "Little Heroes Meeting" for gatherings of various Greenwoodsmen. This was a common thing in Jiangning City recently. Of course, because most of the people who gathered were knife-licking people on the rivers and lakes, everyone was harmonious and happy when they were friendly, but small accidents would occur from time to time.

Yan Tiehe, the second master of the Yan Family Fort from the west, who had a reputation for chivalry in the Jianghu, had a quarrel with a swordsman at this gathering for strange reasons. The two sides went down to fight. The swordsman used insidious tricks. In this kind of competition, he first injured people with hidden weapons, and then cut down Yan Tiehe in the pool of blood.

At this time, if it is not a life-and-death fight, the martial arts competition among the Greenwoodsmen generally defaults to not allowing hidden weapons, especially in this solemn "Little Heroes Meeting". Everyone felt that it was embarrassing. Seeing that the man won by despicable means, several knights stepped forward to prevent him from leaving, but the man made ruthless moves and successively injured several people before escaping from the window of the tavern. By this time, some well-informed people had already found out the identity of the other party.

This person is a captain of the "Undead Guards" under the "Chakravarti King" Xu Zhaonan, known in the Jianghu as "Sword Maniac" Yang Hanzhou. I don't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he had to use insidious tricks to win on this occasion, and then he injured people and ran away.

In today's Jiangning City, injuring people and bleeding are common. Gang fights with thousands of people have broken out several times in August. Many people died without rhyme or reason, and no one was held accountable. But this common chaos does not mean that many things among the Greenwoodsmen can be without rhyme or reason. Just like the one in front of them, Yan Er Ye represented the Yan Family Fort and was a guest of Shi Baofeng, while Yang Hanzhou had the background of "Chakravarti King" behind him, so when the doctor arrived to clean up the mess, the Greenwoodsmen in the tavern mostly whispered excitedly or nervously.

This time, I don't know what kind of conflict will be set off between the "Equality King" and the "Chakravarti King". This matter is difficult to resolve, so there will be a good show to watch next...

...

Since the identity of the murderer has been determined, and there is the affiliation of the "Undead Guards", the participants in the "Wen Shui Tavern" did not rush to question him, after all, Yan Tiehe has Shi Baofeng as his backer, and the "Undead Guards" are not something that ordinary people can move.

At this moment when the tavern riot gradually subsided, the murderer Yang Hanzhou, holding a long sword and with a knife scar on his face, had changed into an inconspicuous suit of clothes, with a bag of gold and silver in his back, and rushed to the east gate of Jiangning City. After leaving the city at the fastest speed, he met Jin Yongsheng, who came by carriage to confirm that he had left the city, by the small woods outside the city.

"The agreed money... My Baofeng No.'s silver ticket. It's all here." Jin Yongsheng handed him a small package.

Yang Hanzhou tore open the package to count, his face gloomy: "What is this for, it was not easy to mix a lucrative position in the Undead Guards, it cost a lot to take care of it up and down."

"What, not enough to get, have an opinion?"

"I dare not... I just think it's strange, this Yan Er Ye is not an important person, why do you have to let me do this... This, I thought I could do something big with you, Jin Lao." A sinister smile squeezed out of his scarred face.

Jin Yongsheng didn't look at him, but looked at the truth not far away, and said slowly: "If you don't get enough, just say you don't get enough. Take the money and spend some time, and wait in Yangzhou in two months, and consider arranging other things for you. You can fight and kill, don't worry, you won't lose money."

"That..."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't be curious about. If you know, it's not safe for you."

"Yes."

Since the words were said to this point, although Yang Hanzhou was curious, he naturally did not dare to ask any further questions. Also at this time, he saw Jin Yongsheng frowned slightly in front, and murmured: "The second batch..."

Yang Hanzhou looked back, not far away was the road out of Jiangning. At this time, the night was approaching, and there were not many pedestrians entering and leaving the city, but there were three fast horses, carrying the riders on their backs at a very high speed, heading east.

"This is..." Yang Hanzhou frowned, "Yuan Zhan?"

"Do you know him?" Jin Yongsheng said.

"The confidant under the 'Chakravarti King', he is generally responsible for... some major messages, people arrive and letters arrive to transfer troops, this is..."

"It's the second batch. When I came out, I met a few of Zhou Shang's subordinates... Hurriedly, I don't know what they are going to do..."

Yang Hanzhou looked at Jin Yongsheng. In the dim light in the forest, the other party was also looking at him with a calm gaze.

What am I involved in?

Is this related to me?

He felt uneasy in his heart, and the little curiosity that had originally surged up dissipated in an instant. He arched his hands and said, "Well, I'm leaving first, Jin Lao, take care."

"Take care, see you in Yangzhou."

"See you in Yangzhou."

Carrying two bags, Yang Hanzhou turned and left. When he looked back for the last time, he only saw the distant gray Jiangning city, about to fall into the black sky light, and the atmosphere in the evening seemed to become more solemn. He didn't know what was going to happen next, and he didn't want to pursue this matter. At this moment, he just wanted to get away from this place that might be in trouble as soon as possible.

After Yang Hanzhou left, Jin Yongsheng frowned and got into the carriage. The intuition developed over many years of Jianghu career was gently warning him. From the two groups of people he had just seen, he smelled a slight, ominous aura.

These ominous auras would not be from Yang Hanzhou just now, nor would they be from the second son who arranged the Wen Shui Tavern incident - this was just a small matter - he couldn't think of any accidents for the time being.

"Return to Zhong'an Fang quickly."

He ordered so.

Not long after, the old shopkeeper returned to the city. It was the time when the night was falling and the lights were on. Under the calm surface of the city, the largest undercurrent since the opening of the Jiangning Conference was rolling silently and violently...